<?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-2938368793624260925</id><updated>2011-11-28T14:36:08.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Expected But Selected</title><subtitle type='html'>Life of a 25 year old Alberta girl with her heart on her sleeve...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6078273233628916416</id><published>2011-11-28T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T14:36:08.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>I have definitely been MIA when it comes to blogging eh everybody? Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I guess you've all left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will still come by and read! I wish I was more diligent in posting, as I always have something to say! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's catch up why don't we??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy fall since starting my new job and waitressing on the side. I typically work about 60 hours a week, so it doesn't leave a lot of time for me to play on the computer. In my free time I am usually hanging out with Jon - whether that be going for dinner, going to the gym, watching a movie or hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working hard to save money to go to MEXICO in January! We are going to visit Jon's parents who moved down there in August. We can't wait to see their place and their business! They have opened up a business called &lt;span id="goog_1208536330"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starlord.net/splashofglass"&gt;Splash of Glass&lt;span id="goog_1208536331"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; It's a glass studio where you can take classes to learn how to make jewellery out of coloured glass using torches! Or you can make your own stained glass piece. Check it out! They are also doing custom orders for customers. They have done up their patio already and it looks amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been saving for VIVA LAS VEGAS! My awesome bosses bought us Managers trips to Vegas on them! I can't wait - since the last time I was there I was only 16! It should be a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple pics I would like to share, but they aren't on this computer, so they will have to wait. I can't wait to catch up on all the blogs that I have been missing out on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6078273233628916416?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6078273233628916416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6078273233628916416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6078273233628916416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6078273233628916416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/11/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4353266939186079985</id><published>2011-11-07T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:24:11.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Simba!!! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2Cpv3OjN7vk/Tri8-uA6AaI/AAAAAAAABr0/K56T72ZoqCo/s640/blogger-image-1589324524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2Cpv3OjN7vk/Tri8-uA6AaI/AAAAAAAABr0/K56T72ZoqCo/s640/blogger-image-1589324524.jpg" /&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/2938368793624260925-4353266939186079985?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4353266939186079985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4353266939186079985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4353266939186079985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4353266939186079985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/11/simba.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2Cpv3OjN7vk/Tri8-uA6AaI/AAAAAAAABr0/K56T72ZoqCo/s72-c/blogger-image-1589324524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5197831701883276097</id><published>2011-10-22T22:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:01:19.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One day I will be back...</title><content type='html'>So I haven't written since August, can u believe it!? Currently I am sitting with Jon, enjoying his company and watching Saturday Night Live... Love it. I just bought the IPhone 4, and it's amazing! And...  I am loving it at the Cheesecake! I am working in the office doing books, payroll and everything else! Life couldn't be any better. Yes, I am one to be quite positive most of the time but I absolutely love where I am right now..... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5197831701883276097?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5197831701883276097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5197831701883276097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5197831701883276097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5197831701883276097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-day-i-will-be-back.html' title='One day I will be back...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3215708802303438181</id><published>2011-08-05T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T15:44:47.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS!</title><content type='html'>So, my attempt at 30 days of blogging did not go very well.... What can you expect really? It's summer!! And guess what. I finally get my holidays!!! I have officially booked two WHOLE ENTIRE PAID WEEKS OF SUMMER HOLIDAYS! Can you tell I'm excited?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST PART?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin to Montreal on the 25th and I booked my flights today! (Sorry Mom, if you are finding this out here or on facebook...lol) Whooooooot! Plane tickets were reasonably priced and the timing worked out! I'm planning to meet up with Velda and probably go to Quebec City for a few days, since I've already been to Montreal once in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3215708802303438181?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3215708802303438181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3215708802303438181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3215708802303438181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3215708802303438181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/08/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3229694374851235649</id><published>2011-07-13T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:30:10.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Favorite Super Hero and Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfme0ZJrY1I/Th3wqJ65GhI/AAAAAAAABro/-gya5wImNOo/s1600/ww.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfme0ZJrY1I/Th3wqJ65GhI/AAAAAAAABro/-gya5wImNOo/s320/ww.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm a big fan of Wonder Woman these days... I have a couple t-shirts that I love with her on them. Plus she's a powerful woman! What's not to like? She looks pretty good in her outfit too! Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p9RSaqE4UJ4/Th3xR34QODI/AAAAAAAABrs/5LXJ-9TMbUg/s1600/batman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p9RSaqE4UJ4/Th3xR34QODI/AAAAAAAABrs/5LXJ-9TMbUg/s320/batman.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the flip side, I do love me some Batman. Probably because batman is hot and that deep voice of his? Dreamy. My reasons are completely idiotic - I know. &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/-QsZ1-KWWnzs/Th3xUL2Zb_I/AAAAAAAABrw/g9UwTGkbkt8/s1600/batman2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsZ1-KWWnzs/Th3xUL2Zb_I/AAAAAAAABrw/g9UwTGkbkt8/s320/batman2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How could you not love Batman - especially when Christian Bale played him? I know he is known to be kind of an asshole actor, but he's nice to look at!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3229694374851235649?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3229694374851235649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3229694374851235649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3229694374851235649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3229694374851235649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-6-favorite-super-hero-and-why.html' title='Day 6 - Favorite Super Hero and Why'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfme0ZJrY1I/Th3wqJ65GhI/AAAAAAAABro/-gya5wImNOo/s72-c/ww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3349228593168990237</id><published>2011-07-12T10:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:42:07.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Five - A Picture of Somewhere You've Been</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iEJuzGUbaYI/Tht2bGhmW1I/AAAAAAAABrc/vHNP69cqJwE/s1600/P1060010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iEJuzGUbaYI/Tht2bGhmW1I/AAAAAAAABrc/vHNP69cqJwE/s320/P1060010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tofino - British Columbia - The prettiest place in Canada I have EVER been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;NEED to go back someday. It's that awesome. If you get the chance to go, take it. You won't regret it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV0w6ij0GTA/ThxnWgES6GI/AAAAAAAABrg/C3B74f_8Fcc/s1600/P1060021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV0w6ij0GTA/ThxnWgES6GI/AAAAAAAABrg/C3B74f_8Fcc/s320/P1060021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A65ewUK6Cuo/ThxnkB-j7LI/AAAAAAAABrk/Qfssn2JJ6vQ/s1600/green.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A65ewUK6Cuo/ThxnkB-j7LI/AAAAAAAABrk/Qfssn2JJ6vQ/s320/green.bmp" width="320" /&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/2938368793624260925-3349228593168990237?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3349228593168990237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3349228593168990237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3349228593168990237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3349228593168990237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-five-picture-of-somewhere-youve.html' title='Day Five - A Picture of Somewhere You&apos;ve Been'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iEJuzGUbaYI/Tht2bGhmW1I/AAAAAAAABrc/vHNP69cqJwE/s72-c/P1060010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-426174064072188258</id><published>2011-07-11T16:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T16:14:57.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 - A Habit You Wished You Didn't Have</title><content type='html'>I chew my nails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop. I've done it since I can remember, and tried to stop once, and it kind of worked. But then I started again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the look of my fingers, I wish I had nice nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will try again? I had fake nails which obviously made me stop - but once I removed them&amp;nbsp;my nails were so brittle it didn't help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there are worse habits... I could be chewing my toenails. *GAG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-426174064072188258?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/426174064072188258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=426174064072188258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/426174064072188258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/426174064072188258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/4-habit-you-wished-you-didnt-have.html' title='4 - A Habit You Wished You Didn&apos;t Have'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7599248645164543717</id><published>2011-07-09T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T10:24:43.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of You As A Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aGCrxDoWz7g/ThctK597Y3I/AAAAAAAABrY/0H1z0aFdSA0/s1600/oma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aGCrxDoWz7g/ThctK597Y3I/AAAAAAAABrY/0H1z0aFdSA0/s400/oma.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the only picture I have on my work computer of me as a child. Pigtails, bangs, and a SUPER awesome plaid jumper. My brother is on the other side, with my Oma in the middle. I assume I was about three here. I must say I was kinda cute, no? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7599248645164543717?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7599248645164543717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7599248645164543717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7599248645164543717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7599248645164543717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/picture-of-you-as-child.html' title='Picture of You As A Child'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aGCrxDoWz7g/ThctK597Y3I/AAAAAAAABrY/0H1z0aFdSA0/s72-c/oma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5664022490320571460</id><published>2011-07-08T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:57:11.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - The Meaning Behind Your Blog Name</title><content type='html'>Not Expected But Selected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to start a blog after I had been continuously reading others blogs. Some of my favorites are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lowellandjulie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.lowellandjulie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Julie and Lowell -A friend from high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sundrymourning.com/"&gt;http://www.sundrymourning.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Linda - Hilarious mom of two boys&amp;nbsp;from Seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amalah.com/"&gt;http://www.amalah.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Amy - Hilarious mom number&amp;nbsp;two of three boys from Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.betternow.typepad.com/"&gt;http://www.betternow.typepad.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Kristin - Mom of one who just got married to her hot hubby Cory living in Vancouver&amp;nbsp;- and the one who intrigued me into joining CrossFit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shelikespurple.com/"&gt;http://www.shelikespurple.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Jennie - Mom of sweet little Kyle from Dallas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bethanyactually.com/"&gt;http://www.bethanyactually.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Bethany - Mom of Annalie and Elliora... CUTE GIRLS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dutchblitz.net/"&gt;http://www.dutchblitz.net/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Angella - Mom of Graham, Nathan and Emily from Summerland, B.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kickyboots.com/"&gt;http://www.kickyboots.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Amanda - Funny mom of Avelyn, Karenna and Brinley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.racheljoycephotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.racheljoycephotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Rachel - friend from highschool's photo blog from here in Alberta. She has cute pictures of her family - Hannah, Aiden and Jaxon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Ree - the country housewife! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/"&gt;http://www.dooce.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Heather - I guess you could say the one who started it all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough linky-loos. On to the meaning of my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose the tagline Not Expected But Selected mainly because as most of you may know - I'm adopted. I was not expected by my biological mom, but I was selected by my adoptive parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share my story of the adoption and how I came to find my adoption records and end up meeting my biological mother. My first blog entry is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2008/01/story.html"&gt;http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2008/01/story.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2008! I can't believe I have been blogging for three and&amp;nbsp;a half&amp;nbsp;years already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velda came for a visit in May - and here's a picture from when she was here. My roommate took a picture and it really shows the similarities between us. &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/-vYWNL989KeU/ThXq6FK4ZvI/AAAAAAAABrU/meRZH9HU5ac/s1600/velda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYWNL989KeU/ThXq6FK4ZvI/AAAAAAAABrU/meRZH9HU5ac/s200/velda.jpg" width="141" /&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 was blessed to have been brought up in such an amazing family. I grew up with two great brothers and one sister. My parents were always there for me and really passed on great values to pass on to our children one day. I couldn't have asked for anything better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5664022490320571460?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5664022490320571460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5664022490320571460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5664022490320571460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5664022490320571460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-2-meaning-behind-your-blog-name.html' title='Day 2 - The Meaning Behind Your Blog Name'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYWNL989KeU/ThXq6FK4ZvI/AAAAAAAABrU/meRZH9HU5ac/s72-c/velda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8098862535478974318</id><published>2011-07-07T10:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:14:21.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Picture of Yourself and 15 Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CO8ZqLQOBsc/ThTFixc5UtI/AAAAAAAABrQ/nICXwyhiGE4/s1600/shell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CO8ZqLQOBsc/ThTFixc5UtI/AAAAAAAABrQ/nICXwyhiGE4/s320/shell.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture was taken a few weeks ago while I was out with friends playing pool. I was obviously being my usual dorky self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am slightly clausterphobic. I hate elevators. I like crowded places (I'm a people watcher) but when I feel like I can't breathe and people are rubbing up against me, it freaks me out). I was recently at West Edmonton Mall, and one of the waterslides at the waterpark was completely enclosed and rather small. (You couldn't sit up, and it was pitch black inside). I told my friends that I was terrified, but I'd try it. I got to the slide - keep in mind there were like 25 people lined up behind me - and ALMOST didn't go. I finally went (after standing there for like 30 seconds debating if this was a good idea) and was terrified the entire time. I was SO glad when I saw light at the end of the tunnel. Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love chocolate. I think it's an addiction. But there could be worse things, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I've learned to absolutely love red wine and try all kinds. (Auntie Judy MUST be proud!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My favorite vegetable is broccoli. I could eat it everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm anal about my hair - if I wear it down and don't plan on curling it, it has to be straight. Like ridiculously straight. I mean, I have straight hair, but I don't know what I would do without my straightener. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't love my job. I mean, I enjoy it, but I need to find my passion or banking may just suck the life out of me. Maybe when I'm 40? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I LOVE meeting new people and&amp;nbsp;learning about the way others live. If you've never commented but stop by occasionally, please say hi! I'd love to say hi back! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I bet I haven't watched a full episode of a TV show in three months. I NEVER watch TV these days. But I sure do love my movies. Best movie I've seen recently? Bridesmaids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I hate to cook. But I like eating. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have MUCH more patience for children than adults. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I graduated from a class of 85 kids in high school, and more than 65% of them are either married or have kids. CRAZY! The reunion is in 2013, and there are going to be TONS of kids running around. Can't believe it's been 8 years since high school ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I've been keeping busy these days. Here's what my week consists of:&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Work 9-5&amp;nbsp;- Gym&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Work 9-5 - Soccer&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Gym - Work 9-5 - Work 6 - 1AM&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Gym - Work 9-5 - Work 6 - 1AM&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Work 9-5 - RELAX&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Gym - Work 6 - 1AM &lt;br /&gt;Sunday - DAY OF REST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I only work at the bar two nights a week, so the week isn't as congested. Plus, I either work a friday OR a saturday night, so that changes too. Good times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I had REALLY bad skin growing up, and have scars to show from the acne. I went on Acutane in 2007 and it's been better ever since. I even had people come up to me and ask me what was wrong with my face... nice eh? I'm just glad those years are over. I do have rosacea - which is basically redness of the skin - and people have bugged me for putting on a little cover up before I go to the gym or to places where most people don't wear make-up. The redness is REALLY noticeable people, and I like to cover it up okay? Keep your comments to yourself.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I can't stand bad drivers. Drive the SPEED limit! Yesterday, the power went out at the end of the day. (Too much air conditioning maybe?) I had to drive down Mayor Magrath without any lights. The general rule is to treat it as though its a four way stop. I was in the right lane, a truck and trailer coming up behind in the middle lane, and another vehicle in the left lane. Myself and the vehicle in the left lane stopped at the light, while the truck and trailer FLEW through the intersection! Someone totally could have gotten smucked, but luckily didn't! People are so STUPID sometimes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I used to hate the fact that I am 5'10. But now I LOVE it. I even wear 5 inch heels. That makes me a giant 6'3! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8098862535478974318?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8098862535478974318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8098862535478974318&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8098862535478974318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8098862535478974318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-1-picture-of-yourself-and-15-facts.html' title='Day 1 - Picture of Yourself and 15 Facts'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CO8ZqLQOBsc/ThTFixc5UtI/AAAAAAAABrQ/nICXwyhiGE4/s72-c/shell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3758665455031675930</id><published>2011-07-06T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:04:57.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Blogging</title><content type='html'>I have read a number of blogs who have choosen to participate in a little meme called, "30 Days of Blogging". Basically, it's 30 questions answered over 30 days. Pretty simple, but definately interesting. Here's the breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1 – recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2- the meaning behind your blog name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3- a picture of you as a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4- a habit that you wish you didn’t have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 5- a picture of somewhere you’ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 6- favorite super hero and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 7- a picture of someone/something that has had the biggest impact on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 8- short term goals for this month and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 9- something you’re proud of in the past few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 10- songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyped, mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 11- write a bucket list of things you want to do before you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 12- write a poem to someone you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 13- your 5 favorite books and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 14- a picture of you and your family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 15- put your ipod on shuffle: first 10 songs that play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 16- a picture of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 17- someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 18- plans/dreams/goals you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 19- write about a sweet memory from your past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 20- write a letter to someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 21-a picture of something that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 22- what makes you different from everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 23- something you crave a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 24- post your favorite quote or verse of scripture and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 25- what I would find in your bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 26- list 10 things that you are thankful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 27- my day job verses my passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 28- cruise a thesaurus and pick out 10 words you like the sound of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 29 – favorite tv shows and why you like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 30 – movies you can watch again and again. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Now, this may not be 30 consecutive days... but I'd like to give it a shot. Day&amp;nbsp;1 begins tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3758665455031675930?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3758665455031675930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3758665455031675930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3758665455031675930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3758665455031675930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/30-days-of-blogging.html' title='30 Days of Blogging'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4256763980753078607</id><published>2011-07-06T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T11:27:20.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me happy...</title><content type='html'>Friends calling just to say hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family get togethers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working again part-time as a waitress and meeting new people and having fun while doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people give me compliments and do nice things that are unexpected... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing friends I haven't seen in awhile and being shocked at how much their kids have grown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/-g2T3AlzAdCY/ThSO49D3_2I/AAAAAAAABqw/o8_nHharZtg/s1600/gavin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2T3AlzAdCY/ThSO49D3_2I/AAAAAAAABqw/o8_nHharZtg/s320/gavin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gavin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8R7XJJWdmg/ThSO65DRnwI/AAAAAAAABq0/PfIdx-3GJ5k/s1600/hunter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8R7XJJWdmg/ThSO65DRnwI/AAAAAAAABq0/PfIdx-3GJ5k/s320/hunter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hunter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BOFSLwmQ90/ThSPwBUSbqI/AAAAAAAABq4/U3lBnXB5TUo/s1600/ava.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BOFSLwmQ90/ThSPwBUSbqI/AAAAAAAABq4/U3lBnXB5TUo/s320/ava.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Ava... she's such a doll! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POlNNe5hsiQ/ThSQFX7q6UI/AAAAAAAABq8/kuTn-JldoqI/s1600/taylornyla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POlNNe5hsiQ/ThSQFX7q6UI/AAAAAAAABq8/kuTn-JldoqI/s320/taylornyla.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Michelle adopted Nyla from Ethiopia and just brought her home in May! More on that below.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFB5AWyuKHE/ThSQZbWCKqI/AAAAAAAABrA/EmNq6dmxL5A/s1600/mason.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFB5AWyuKHE/ThSQZbWCKqI/AAAAAAAABrA/EmNq6dmxL5A/s320/mason.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Mason started water skiing at age 2! &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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-arqjDmtDyC0/ThSRiJxgFxI/AAAAAAAABrE/JS3r96pI-Ys/s1600/brodyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-arqjDmtDyC0/ThSRiJxgFxI/AAAAAAAABrE/JS3r96pI-Ys/s320/brodyn.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brodyn&amp;nbsp;- Doesn't he look handsome?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It is Brodyn's 8th birthday today! Happy Birthday little buddy. He is my roommate Rhianna's son. I've known her since he was 2 - and I can't believe how big he is now! Crazy to see him turn into a smart, funny boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qwcGGgt1WY/ThSSe2Lx_QI/AAAAAAAABrI/76dF8EJMoII/s1600/jonme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qwcGGgt1WY/ThSSe2Lx_QI/AAAAAAAABrI/76dF8EJMoII/s320/jonme.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reconnecting with a guy who treats me like a girl should be treated, even though I'm jaded. :) Plus he's 6'5! AND he enjoys working out regularly, which pushes&amp;nbsp;me to work hard too.&amp;nbsp;Me like. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating icecream Sundays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committing to working out and joining Crossfit! Ask to see my muscles in August. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot days. Waking up to 18 degree weather (65 degrees fahrenheit for those&amp;nbsp;southern readers)&amp;nbsp;at 8AM and getting to&amp;nbsp;30 degrees by the afternoon. (86 degrees fahrenheit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slip N Slides in the backyard! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer games once a week with my friends from highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a phonecall from my friend Adam who lives in Halifax telling me he is here to visit. Going for dinner and meeting his awesome girlfriend! &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/-OJQsC_fUQkw/ThSYKrPs2hI/AAAAAAAABrM/L5SkCTCSJNQ/s1600/adam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJQsC_fUQkw/ThSYKrPs2hI/AAAAAAAABrM/L5SkCTCSJNQ/s320/adam.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going grocery shopping on 15% Tuesdays and spending nearly $200 but it only costing me $125! (Safeway card and discount) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh fruit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer holidays! August can't come soon enough! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That picture from above with Nyla and Taylor? My friend Michelle, is sister in law to one of my friends - Pam (whose kids are Taylor, Ava and Mason) and her and her husband finally got to take home sweet Nyla from Ethiopia. It was a loooooong process, they waited almost two years (Nyla is 2.5 years old) to finally bring her home. She is adjusting well, still learning her English words slowly, but it will come. She is getting along great with her siblings (Michelle has two others - Jaden and Carter) and her cousins! I'm so happy for them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Summer Friends! ﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4256763980753078607?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4256763980753078607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4256763980753078607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4256763980753078607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4256763980753078607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Things that make me happy...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2T3AlzAdCY/ThSO49D3_2I/AAAAAAAABqw/o8_nHharZtg/s72-c/gavin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4492363122705424597</id><published>2011-07-04T12:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:12:28.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Review of Nike Free XT Motion Fit+ Training Shoes Womens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="hreview"&gt;&lt;div class="item"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x4SYROgPTDI/ThICfHJi_vI/AAAAAAAABqs/1hErcFopT5c/s1600/shoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x4SYROgPTDI/ThICfHJi_vI/AAAAAAAABqs/1hErcFopT5c/s320/shoe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sportchek.ca//product/index.jsp?productId=11611380"&gt;Originally submitted at SportChek.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Featuring great support and excellent cushioning, the Nike Free XT Motion Fit+ Women's Training Shoe does it all in a super-lightweight package. Deep flex grooves at the outsole provide barefoot-inspired flexibility, while mesh at the upper helps enhance ventilation for a comfortable fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a class="url fn" href="http://www.sportchek.ca/product/index.jsp?productId=11611380" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;Nike Free XT Motion Fit+ Training Shoes Womens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong class="summary"&gt;SO comfortable!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By &lt;strong&gt;Shell&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;Lethbridge, AB&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;abbr class="dtreviewed" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-decoration: none;" title="201174T1200-0800"&gt;7/4/2011&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="prStars prStarsSmall" style="background-image: url(http://images.powerreviews.com/images_merchants/stars/11827_stars_small.gif); background-position: 0px -180px; height: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px; width: 83px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="rating"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;out of 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sizing: &lt;/strong&gt;Feels true to size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Width: &lt;/strong&gt;Feels true to width&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arch Type: &lt;/strong&gt;Average Arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros: &lt;/strong&gt;Lightweight, Good Traction, Cushions Impact, Comfortable, Good Arch Support, Stylish, Durable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Uses: &lt;/strong&gt;Endurance Training, Gym, Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe Yourself: &lt;/strong&gt;Avid Athlete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was this a gift?: &lt;/strong&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin-top: 1em;"&gt;These shoes are SO comfortable for the gym. Extra cusioning gives relief on the ankles and knees. LOVE these shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.powerreviews.com/legal/terms_of_use.html" rel="license"&gt;legalese&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4492363122705424597?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4492363122705424597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4492363122705424597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4492363122705424597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4492363122705424597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-review-of-nike-free-xt-motion-fit.html' title='My Review of Nike Free XT Motion Fit+ Training Shoes Womens'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x4SYROgPTDI/ThICfHJi_vI/AAAAAAAABqs/1hErcFopT5c/s72-c/shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3199443995220763993</id><published>2011-06-29T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:40:21.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>So it's finally summer! How exciting! And it's actually HOT! We have had so much rain, it's been a little depressing, but it's been super warm lately. (Of course I am working 8 hours in an office, and then another 7-8 hours in a pub today and tomorrow...gah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight I had soccer and the MESQUITOS were INSANE! I have never played soccer in something so horrifying. It was like a freaking horror movie. I have about 30 bites on my legs, its actually quite disgusting. We were burning more energy swatting mesquito's than actually playing soccer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a little while since I have posted, but I have been busy with life in general, plus working two jobs. I am trying to save up some extra money, and get rid of the last little bit of my debt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New things? I am officially trying CROSSFIT this Saturday morning. It's an intense training that was initially created for police/fire training. If you are curious, check it out here... &lt;a href="http://journal.crossfit.com/2007/04/understanding-crossfit-by-greg.tpl"&gt;http://journal.crossfit.com/2007/04/understanding-crossfit-by-greg.tpl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to get back into something that will get me back into shape. Real shape. I hope to find my abs! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3199443995220763993?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3199443995220763993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3199443995220763993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3199443995220763993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3199443995220763993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-1199064819076973872</id><published>2011-06-10T16:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:31:41.185-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Away...</title><content type='html'>Next weekend I am going to West Edmonton Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get my shop on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading from outside of Canada, and never heard of this magical place, let me show you some photo's of the largest mall in Canada.&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/-eAFpiMGI0mM/TfKZqPRuekI/AAAAAAAABpw/YrJUQq-pWE0/s1600/wem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eAFpiMGI0mM/TfKZqPRuekI/AAAAAAAABpw/YrJUQq-pWE0/s400/wem.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The waterpark! Where I am going to spend at least one afternoon...yay waterslides! &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/-AJsoVTlHJmI/TfKZ-OwqfwI/AAAAAAAABp0/Z7UU9h40zUo/s1600/wem2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJsoVTlHJmI/TfKZ-OwqfwI/AAAAAAAABp0/Z7UU9h40zUo/s400/wem2.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Skating rink...inside the mall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdr_DQ0aJvE/TfKahAJs-oI/AAAAAAAABp4/cTNrtLBdfqY/s1600/wem3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdr_DQ0aJvE/TfKahAJs-oI/AAAAAAAABp4/cTNrtLBdfqY/s400/wem3.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rollercoaster inside the mall too. An entire amusement park actually! The West Edmonton mall has over 800 STORES! You can't even get through the whole place in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I'm excited. This mall is about 5 hours from where I live, and I plan on leaving friday around 1PM, and then getting there in the evening. Then, Saturday, is full of shopping and fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to have a weekend out of Lethbridge relaxing! The store I'm most looking forward to visiting? Victoria Secret! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are your favorite places to shop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-1199064819076973872?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/1199064819076973872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=1199064819076973872&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1199064819076973872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1199064819076973872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/06/weekend-away.html' title='Weekend Away...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eAFpiMGI0mM/TfKZqPRuekI/AAAAAAAABpw/YrJUQq-pWE0/s72-c/wem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4673231386953466556</id><published>2011-06-01T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T11:27:24.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOES make me happy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I need help. Help picking which shoes I should get. Oh... life is so difficult sometimes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4zeaRFaMYI/TeZ1wWlijdI/AAAAAAAABpo/g8t4ZABqQWg/s1600/shoe2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4zeaRFaMYI/TeZ1wWlijdI/AAAAAAAABpo/g8t4ZABqQWg/s1600/shoe2.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRZYCRCPs7c/TeZ1yOG0FEI/AAAAAAAABps/uC8d-6RQ2B8/s1600/shoe3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRZYCRCPs7c/TeZ1yOG0FEI/AAAAAAAABps/uC8d-6RQ2B8/s1600/shoe3.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph_J60vbMdA/TeZ1u_MO9_I/AAAAAAAABpk/2oL-dnbu8C8/s1600/shoe1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph_J60vbMdA/TeZ1u_MO9_I/AAAAAAAABpk/2oL-dnbu8C8/s320/shoe1.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am not exactly sure why the last photo is so much bigger, but please don't let that sway your decision. Ha!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4673231386953466556?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4673231386953466556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4673231386953466556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4673231386953466556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4673231386953466556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/06/shoes-make-me-happy.html' title='SHOES make me happy...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4zeaRFaMYI/TeZ1wWlijdI/AAAAAAAABpo/g8t4ZABqQWg/s72-c/shoe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6559317284169769813</id><published>2011-05-25T14:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:01:01.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder why things happen in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people say one thing and mean another? Why can relationships end and then make life miserable and confusing for so long after? I don't mean the people involved necessarily, but the feelings and thoughts associated with it all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why when you feel like things are good and you can be happy, you remember the good times? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you then catch a glimpse of what the bad was like as you reflect and you then remember why you aren't together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then those happy times shove their way into the forefront of your brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is a ping pong match going on in my brain and it's making me dizzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6559317284169769813?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6559317284169769813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6559317284169769813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6559317284169769813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6559317284169769813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3608419638717365844</id><published>2011-05-24T13:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T13:21:00.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Girl</title><content type='html'>I have definately been occupying myself with a lot of random things. Is this a good thing? We'll see if I burn out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined my soccer team like I do every year, and am having fun meeting with those friends weekly! I have also joined a bootcamp - that starts tonight - which will run three days a week. I hope to get back in shape for the summer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the workfront, I am continuing to work Monday-Friday's at the bank, from 9-5. BUT, I decided to get a part-time job at Treat's Eatery in town, thanks to my friend Leanne who works there and gave a good word to her boss. I will be working about 25-30 hours a week waitressing there too. Little much? I actually miss waitressing alot, and I've already worked two shifts and love it. The till takes a bit to get used to, but getting back to waitressing after a few years not doing it is like riding a bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I work both friday and saturday night, most likely nine hour shifts each. I am looking forward to making some extra cash especially with Saturday being a UFC fight night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my long weekend? I didn't go camping. No fires and rain and cold? No thanks. I ended up working both saturday and sunday afternoon/night and then had a quiet relaxing day yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First night of boot camp tonight and boy I'm going to feel it tomorrow! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3608419638717365844?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3608419638717365844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3608419638717365844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3608419638717365844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3608419638717365844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/05/busy-girl.html' title='Busy Girl'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3944707408982413258</id><published>2011-05-18T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:00:38.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Velda's Visit out West</title><content type='html'>Velda came for a last minute visit last week! She arrived last thursday and will be here until the end of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend and roommate Rhianna took some photos of us in our backyard. They are AWESOME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-49kWZFT6qHY/TdQElI2e5OI/AAAAAAAABpQ/L8P2IxGMOeQ/s1600/velda1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-49kWZFT6qHY/TdQElI2e5OI/AAAAAAAABpQ/L8P2IxGMOeQ/s320/velda1.jpg" width="320" /&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/-AbDKwEZjMg4/TdQEnyIuN9I/AAAAAAAABpU/CMLGx6YiP20/s1600/velda2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AbDKwEZjMg4/TdQEnyIuN9I/AAAAAAAABpU/CMLGx6YiP20/s320/velda2.jpg" width="227" /&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/-eftBmk53sY8/TdQEpmy3cpI/AAAAAAAABpY/5VPO9QAOKRs/s1600/velda3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eftBmk53sY8/TdQEpmy3cpI/AAAAAAAABpY/5VPO9QAOKRs/s320/velda3.jpg" width="212" /&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/-PH2MMp_w3xw/TdQErpjuM4I/AAAAAAAABpc/2EoemsOoDD4/s1600/velda4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PH2MMp_w3xw/TdQErpjuM4I/AAAAAAAABpc/2EoemsOoDD4/s320/velda4.jpg" width="212" /&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5he1r6uVNnY/TdQEvSK-yyI/AAAAAAAABpg/d42OW-Zj04o/s1600/velda5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5he1r6uVNnY/TdQEvSK-yyI/AAAAAAAABpg/d42OW-Zj04o/s320/velda5.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's neat to see how much we look alike! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3944707408982413258?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3944707408982413258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3944707408982413258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3944707408982413258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3944707408982413258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/05/veldas-visit-out-west.html' title='Velda&apos;s Visit out West'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-49kWZFT6qHY/TdQElI2e5OI/AAAAAAAABpQ/L8P2IxGMOeQ/s72-c/velda1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4608001827404591673</id><published>2011-05-05T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T13:53:16.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning?</title><content type='html'>So, my life has taken a drastic leap. I'm not really sure in which direction though. Some parts feel good, others, not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm single. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I feel about it. I mean, I do feel a sense of relief, so I know I did make the right decision. Another part of me feels the sadness that the loss of someone who was such a big part of my life brings. Things ended kind of messily, and I wish it didn't. The only way for it to end though, seemed to be that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big part of me knows that I tried to make myself happy when I really wasn't. I'm not here to blame anyone - it takes two to make a relationship work. It's just really quite sad, you know? I feel like I work so hard and put 150% into every relationship I've been in, and keep up ending here, by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I question myself... is it me? Is THAT why I can't hold onto a guy and find marriage and have babies?! But of course I know that it's not. I know that every single time (as much as I hate it) I learn something from every situation that hasn't worked for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I can actually say I'm happy. I feel like a weight has lifted - in no way again mean't to hurt the others involved by saying this. I have alot of people who I feel I've lost from this break up, and it pains me every day. I just don't even know what to do about it, how to not just completely cut them out of my life...which I have done so far - without meaning to. It's just tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on I suppose, and I'm so thankful for my supportive family and friends. I wouldn't be able to do it without you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, THANKYOU. You know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4608001827404591673?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4608001827404591673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4608001827404591673&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4608001827404591673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4608001827404591673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning?'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2714792612236540603</id><published>2011-04-15T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:02:03.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Kisses For Maddy</title><content type='html'>As I had stated - I picked up a book yesterday after work. Two Kisses For Maddy hit the shelves yesterday and I finished the book last night. THAT GOOD. &lt;br /&gt;&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/-IRfAjG2Afrc/TahqmxitE-I/AAAAAAAABok/qgeDW9sJjxc/s1600/TWO+KISSES.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRfAjG2Afrc/TahqmxitE-I/AAAAAAAABok/qgeDW9sJjxc/s400/TWO+KISSES.jpg" width="267" /&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;The story of love, loss and life. &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 cried. Alot. &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;This weekend should be fairly low key...I may end up reading more books and hanging out&amp;nbsp;with the girls.&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;Lookin forward to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great weekend everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2714792612236540603?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2714792612236540603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2714792612236540603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2714792612236540603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2714792612236540603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/two-kisses-for-maddy.html' title='Two Kisses For Maddy'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRfAjG2Afrc/TahqmxitE-I/AAAAAAAABok/qgeDW9sJjxc/s72-c/TWO+KISSES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3821909020394378451</id><published>2011-04-14T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:51:11.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Steelers Football</title><content type='html'>So if you didn't know, I'm a huge Pittsburgh Steelers fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I just bought off &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/&lt;/a&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/-irGDu9uOHLs/Tadby-z-dVI/AAAAAAAABoU/Ko_hRB8sPFk/s1600/steelers+sweater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irGDu9uOHLs/Tadby-z-dVI/AAAAAAAABoU/Ko_hRB8sPFk/s400/steelers+sweater.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't is CUTE!? I love the off the shoulder look - and it's COMFY! Squee!&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;The line is from an Etsy shop called &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/FiredaughterClothing?page=1"&gt;FireDaughter&lt;/a&gt;. Her name is Samya and she's got some really great items! &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 can't wait till my sweatshirt gets here! &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;In the meantime - I should be receiving this great purse anyday now:&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/-_fXNbTswHDQ/TadeGiiUz7I/AAAAAAAABoY/L2seSmKY8_E/s1600/purse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_fXNbTswHDQ/TadeGiiUz7I/AAAAAAAABoY/L2seSmKY8_E/s320/purse.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In&amp;nbsp;charcoal grey though - not black.&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;Maybe I need to chill out on the online shopping gig....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3821909020394378451?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3821909020394378451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3821909020394378451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3821909020394378451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3821909020394378451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/steelers-football.html' title='Steelers Football'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irGDu9uOHLs/Tadby-z-dVI/AAAAAAAABoU/Ko_hRB8sPFk/s72-c/steelers+sweater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3814272996833799823</id><published>2011-04-14T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:24:03.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mowgli</title><content type='html'>So I had a very hard time this week trying to decide on our new kitten's name. I did however add a question to my sidebar relating to naming our kitten, and came up with one that I didn't even list! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I heard of great names that just didn't fit with our kitten's personality. But Mowgli? Definately fits. We can even call him Mo for short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would share a few websites that I LOVE shopping on. Designer names for LESS! Who doesn't love?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hautelook.com/"&gt;http://www.hautelook.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beyondtherack.com/"&gt;http://www.beyondtherack.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two great sites for men, women and children's clothing, plus jewelry, watches, shoes and household items like decor and dining! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New exciting new? My long wait for an anticipated book is now OVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard of &lt;a href="http://www.mattlogelin.com/"&gt;Matt Logelin's&lt;/a&gt; story - PLEASE check it out. Three years ago he lost his wife during the birth of his daughter Maddy - and his biography and memoir - Two Kisses For Maddy is out today. I'm heading to Chapter's today after work to pick it up. I'm a huge fan of his blog - his story is so real, and the way he lives his life - to the fullest, is a huge reason why I'm such a fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the downside to today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed 8 inches. April freaking 14th and we have 8 inches of snow on the ground. It's wet, slushy, heavy, snow-man making snow that hopefully melts VERY soon. It is about 8 degrees Celsius, so about 46 degrees Fahrenheit which is actually quite mild, so I am not minding the snow as much as I have in the past, but it's supposed to be SPRING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3814272996833799823?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3814272996833799823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3814272996833799823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3814272996833799823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3814272996833799823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/mowgli.html' title='Mowgli'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8492964010813366395</id><published>2011-04-13T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:27:14.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>Chris and I have been saving up for our trip to Vegas in October. Yes, I realize that is a LONG way away, but I can't be more excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris' friend Chris and his fiance Yvonne are hitchin in the big city and they are staying at the Wynn. The hottest hotel in Vegas. AND the most expensive. &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/-0--9rbB6NdI/TaX4oArAIMI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HRGVXEtrbdM/s1600/wynn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0--9rbB6NdI/TaX4oArAIMI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HRGVXEtrbdM/s400/wynn.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we book through &lt;a href="http://www.allegiantair.com/"&gt;Allegiant Air...&lt;/a&gt; we should be able to swing flight and hotel for 3 nights and 4 days for around $500-$600. Which is SO do-able. Since we have so much time to save we should even have plenty for shopping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to Vegas once, when I was 16...so I can't say I experienced Vegas as well as I could have (not that I plan on gambling or drinking excessively - but as an adult I'm sure I can do and see more things - don't get any wrong ideas Mom). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have any good tips or things to know while in Vegas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8492964010813366395?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8492964010813366395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8492964010813366395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8492964010813366395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8492964010813366395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/viva-las-vegas.html' title='Viva Las Vegas'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0--9rbB6NdI/TaX4oArAIMI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HRGVXEtrbdM/s72-c/wynn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8147529250820550730</id><published>2011-04-11T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:21:01.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty with no Name</title><content type='html'>We (meaning I - it's my turn to pick a name since Chris picked Oscar's name) still have not decided on a name. I am having a hard time deciding since I keep thinking certain names are great, but they don't necessarily fit his personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I created a poll on the right of this post&lt;/span&gt; - and that may be my deciding factor - random people deciding the name of our kitten! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help this indecisive girl out! I don't want the poor guy to be called Kitty from now on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8147529250820550730?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8147529250820550730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8147529250820550730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8147529250820550730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8147529250820550730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/kitty-with-no-name.html' title='Kitty with no Name'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5270358953472531845</id><published>2011-04-08T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T11:46:16.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On my way home...</title><content type='html'>To continue my &lt;a href="http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-didnt-realize-how-funny-this-story.html"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the Edmonton branch after 4PM, and had to drive about an hour to get to the airport. Edmonton has had a TON of construction lately as the Anthony Henday (ring road around the city) is having a major overhaul which caused it to take even longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoy driving, and didn't have a huge issue with it taking some time getting to the airport. I cruised along in the 2010 Ford Fusion (I always like driving other vehicles than my own...) and knew that I had to turn off Anthony Henday to get onto the highway. I got onto the highway and that's when things went south. For some reason - traffic seemed steady, but I felt as though I had driven too far - especially since it felt much shorter getting to the Edmonton branch from the airport a few days prior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw signs for the airport, but for some reason I felt disoriented (there was a major intersection that joined with the highway and I got all backwards - yes, I realize that this is simple for most - but I think I got a little panicky once I realized I only had 30min until my flight was boarding - and I still had to drive about 10-15 min still). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at a gas station in a small suburb after swearing and starting to get upset. I pulled into the parking lot - and yes - called my momma. I told her I was lost and she told me to go talk to the gas station employees (which was my plan) but I had wanted her to look at a map and tell me where I was. I went into the gas station and the girl was completely clueless. She knew I had been upset and just stared at my blankly - kind of like a baby doe wanting some food. I was so annoyed at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attempted to get back onto the highway and finally got myself situated in the right direction. I was speeding. Like, ridiculously speeding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull into the airport - and I had travelled with Integra Air - a smaller outfit that had a separate building from the main terminal area, but I had no idea where I was going since I didn't pay much attention when I had left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rip up to the front entrance and I had 10 minutes to board my flight. The biggest issue with missing my flight? The next flight wouldn't board until 8AM the next morning, and I didn't want to be stuck there overnight. I run to the nearest airport employee (in tears at this point) and she points out the window to where I need to go. Okay. I see where I need to go - but how to get there? I ran back out to the car even more upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive to where the woman pointed and there is a sign that states - Integra Air - so I pull into the parking lot. There were no vehicles and the building was closed. It looked similar to the place I had been when I had arrived, but slightly different. Apparently this building was the OLD INTEGRA AIR BUILDING and I had to go down the road another 1/4 mile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I park my rented car in the parking lot. I throw the laptop bag over my shoulder, along with my WAY TO BIG of purse (why do we do this to ourselves, ladies?!) and grab my suitcase out of the trunk. I extend the handle and drag it to the entrance of the building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Keep in mind - at this point - my hair is all over the place, make-up is running under my eyes from crying, my face is all blotchy and the laptop bag/purse are digging into my shoulder and making my shirt slide off my shoulder in a real trashy bra exposing kind of way.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whip open the door - to face a couple hundred people smushed together like sardines, and peer way down to the end at the kiosk where I need to return my car keys. There was no way around this - I had to plow through. (This type of situation makes me very uncomfortable - I'm the type who doesn't like to put anybody out - so in a normal situation I may have waited - or attempted to take some time to figure out another way to get to the other end of the building - but I had no time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sigh, trying to keep my composure (don't cry, don't cry, don't cry - I keep telling myself) and say to the first person, "Excuse me, sorry...." I gently try to&amp;nbsp;nudge my way through and every single person in line turns to look into my blood shot, mascara smeared face. Each time I put my head down - feeling like an idiot. I continue to push through and it feels like an eternity to get to the front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a deep breath as I got through the swarm of impatient people waiting to board to Grand Prairie. I step up to the counter to return my keys and the lovely woman turns to me and sees that I have NOT had a very good day so far. She gives me this look like - you poor thing - and I start to tear up. (If you don't know me, I can be VERY emotional. Anything gets my waterworks going - Forrest Gump, Extreme Home Makeover, Toy Story 3...and yes...I cried in Transformers. Don't ask).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to blubber my way to try and tell her that I just want to return my keys for my car rental and board the flight for Lethbridge. She tells me that everything is okay, I haven't missed the flight - and that I could now go wait in the Integra Lounge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She points behind me towards a large door and tells me I can relax in there until I hear the call for boarding. I wipe my tears and drag my suitcase across the way and push open the lounge door. About 10 faces turn to my direction as I open the door - 10 faces of professionals - all on their laptops, blackberrys, or other techy piece of equipment in their business suits and flashy designer outfits. I set my suitcase down - not giving a rip at this point if anyone were to steal it - and race for the washroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to stare at my reflection in the mirror and start to laugh. I look ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. Mascara smeared all over my face, blotchy skin, toussled hair. It's not a good look for me. I dig into my purse to try to find some make-up to at least improve the situation. I try to get everything back together in the 2 minutes I had and hear the announcement go off to board my flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk back into the lounge and grab my things, feeling very out of place. I walk to the back of the line and wait to board. The pilot is grabbing everyone's boarding passes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarding pass. Where is my boarding pass? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a boarding pass. The sweet girl at the counter was trying so hard to make me feel better, she didn't give me a boarding pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up at the pilot as I approach him. Uh... (oh shit, the waterworks' are turning back on) I...I...don't have one. I...I...never got one...um....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks up at me and smiles, "It's okay. Get on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently you don't need a boarding pass to go from Edmonton to Lethbridge. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get on the tiny 30 seater plan and sit next to this man in his late 40's. I shove my purse under my seat&amp;nbsp;- at this point not giving a crap whether I smash anything in it. I sit. I sigh. I keep having to try to&amp;nbsp;keep the tears under control. The man next to me starts chatting to me about the flight and that he's never been to Lethbridge. I can't understand him because he has an accent - and I have to keep saying, "Pardon?" I didn't want to talk to him, but he was nice, so I continued asking him to repeat everything he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull out my book - hoping that my nice seat neighbor would get the hint. He does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The co-pilot comes down the isle with a cooler full of water, pop and juice. He offers everyone something complimentary. He gets to my seat and turns to me. "I have something you might want." I look up from my book and look at him blankly. He reaches to the bottom of the cooler and pulls out a Kokanee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes we have these on hand for people who have had a rough day and could use a nice cold beer." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile. "I'll take it." I say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't cry the whole way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was an accomplishment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5270358953472531845?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5270358953472531845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5270358953472531845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5270358953472531845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5270358953472531845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-my-way-home.html' title='On my way home...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-1127417376463598877</id><published>2011-04-07T12:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:02:51.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The newest addition to the family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njOR6cC9II4/TZ36zwHgqqI/AAAAAAAABoM/qZwszSrXMzI/s1600/kitty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njOR6cC9II4/TZ36zwHgqqI/AAAAAAAABoM/qZwszSrXMzI/s320/kitty.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Meet.... uh.... we still don't have a name... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy is the newest addition to the family. Oscar can't stand him, and thinks he is taking over his territory. Unfortunately we have to keep them in separate spaces for now. Thank goodness this guy is little enough he can stand to stay in the spare bedroom with his own food and litter box and has plenty room to play...or scare himself in the mirror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't decided on a name. He has a long strip of dark hair going down his back and we were thinking of calling him Mo (for mohawk...duh) but haven't settled on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the names suggested to us have been Duke, Rambo, Chaos, Hudson, Zoomer...the list goes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad are going to be disappointed that we didn't take one of the kittens born at the farm, but since Oscar has been an indoor cat and doesn't have his rabies shot, I'd rather not take the chance of bringing in an outside cat, especially from the farm. Though they are cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said with Oscar - he's not too happy right now. We had a little growl/hissing battle yesterday, and ended up trying to get them to love eachother by putting Oscar in his kennel and then leaving the kitten outside to come up to the kennel. I think they are slowly getting used to eachother. I think it will take a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...anyone got some suggestions on names?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-1127417376463598877?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/1127417376463598877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=1127417376463598877&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1127417376463598877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1127417376463598877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/newest-addition-to-family.html' title='The newest addition to the family...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njOR6cC9II4/TZ36zwHgqqI/AAAAAAAABoM/qZwszSrXMzI/s72-c/kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6172189614428212417</id><published>2011-04-06T15:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:40:58.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't realize how funny this story was until I told my co-workers</title><content type='html'>So back in October when I got my promotion to "Personal Banker" I had to fly up to Edmonton to our head office and receive some training. I was excited to feel as though I was on my first real business-like trip. (Even if it was just for boring banking training). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pictured myself in a nice suit with a laptop jumping onto a plane for some "business". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm such a dork)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 5AM and arrived at the airport at 6AM. Now, I have never flown out of the Lethbridge airport since everywhere I have gone I have flown through Calgary. For those of you who don't know, Lethbridge has a teeny tiny airport, with teeny tiny planes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrive, park my car, drag my little blue&amp;nbsp;suitcase that mom and dad got me for my 18th birthday up to the front counter. (See how much I travel? Blue suitcase from mom and dad seven years ago...in mint condition? Plus, this is the suitcase they bought me and told me to use it to move out with...hahaha oh they are so FUNNY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;say hello to the woman working behind the counter and she asks for my ID. I hand it to her and look around and only see one other person waiting to board. She asks me if I would like&amp;nbsp;a coffee, and I take it. I sit and wait to board the plane and a few others join me and the other woman waiting. I hear a crackle from the loudspeaker stating that the flight to Edmonton would now be boarding. The ONLY flight that was boarding. I didn't know what to do with myself in this dinky little place. We walked through a hallway and stepped out on the runway. In front of me was a loud, tiny 20 seater plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew what I was getting into - mind you - but I don't think I pictured it exactly as it was. I board the plane, having to bend rather low to get inside, and grab a single seat on the left side of the plane. My legs don't fit and I ram my knees into the seat in front of me. I throw my (way to large) purse under the seat and set my (meaning Chris') laptop on my lap. It's still dark, and half the passengers are nearly sleeping. I just sit, and the pilot and his co-pilot start up the plane. It's loud. Like rumbling "I may die" loud. &lt;br /&gt;I sit and close my eyes and hope the plane makes it off the runway. As we start climbing I peer out the window. It's actually pretty neat staring out of a smaller plane, I could actually see alot more than in a larger plane. I made it safely into the airport south of Edmonton (Leduc area) after nearly peeing my pants while we landed. The pilots were excellent, but the turbulance and the feeling of a smaller planes wheels slamming into the runway weren't exactly my favourite moments. &lt;br /&gt;I got a little lost getting out of the airport in my Ford Fusion that was rented for me. It was not a bad little car, but I've never been good with directions. I finally make it out onto the highway, and off to Edmonton. &lt;br /&gt;My trip went really well, and I learned alot. But the trip was about to go south as soon as I headed for home. I left the Edmonton branch around 4PM. I should have left sooner. My flight was scheduled to leave at 6:05PM. That's when the trouble started....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6172189614428212417?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6172189614428212417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6172189614428212417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6172189614428212417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6172189614428212417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-didnt-realize-how-funny-this-story.html' title='I didn&apos;t realize how funny this story was until I told my co-workers'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8801202627077597775</id><published>2011-03-24T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T12:03:08.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Roughnecks Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we went up to Calgary for the Roughneck's game and here are some photos from the night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-53V_hYM3mCA/TYuAAQL1pHI/AAAAAAAABns/6tDoOVfMcT8/s1600/rough.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-53V_hYM3mCA/TYuAAQL1pHI/AAAAAAAABns/6tDoOVfMcT8/s400/rough.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;James and Candace before we left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2kDysps6V6k/TYuADhZLVcI/AAAAAAAABnw/Omh1MReVjK4/s1600/rough2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2kDysps6V6k/TYuADhZLVcI/AAAAAAAABnw/Omh1MReVjK4/s400/rough2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-x0wqRWiPk1g/TYuAF3FcQLI/AAAAAAAABn0/TlSC8tmSta0/s1600/rough3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-x0wqRWiPk1g/TYuAF3FcQLI/AAAAAAAABn0/TlSC8tmSta0/s400/rough3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Roughneck's peppin themselves up for the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-85JYh1ITAnE/TYuAZOIvKvI/AAAAAAAABn4/fwj_BIPo7Cw/s1600/rough4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-85JYh1ITAnE/TYuAZOIvKvI/AAAAAAAABn4/fwj_BIPo7Cw/s400/rough4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Faceoff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GgtrKBW0P3E/TYuAbPkyqZI/AAAAAAAABn8/PJUp23bjvzs/s1600/rough5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GgtrKBW0P3E/TYuAbPkyqZI/AAAAAAAABn8/PJUp23bjvzs/s400/rough5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doug, Jed, Duncan, Dan, Chris and James&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vuHzC-_0iTk/TYuAe5avy3I/AAAAAAAABoA/Ebohd0wgaNc/s1600/rough6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vuHzC-_0iTk/TYuAe5avy3I/AAAAAAAABoA/Ebohd0wgaNc/s400/rough6.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="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EomRTWn6V0g/TYuAiCuMPAI/AAAAAAAABoE/f5B8CiWS17A/s1600/rough8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EomRTWn6V0g/TYuAiCuMPAI/AAAAAAAABoE/f5B8CiWS17A/s400/rough8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some love for my hunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3dYOPxyu9c8/TYuAk-I0_xI/AAAAAAAABoI/8uUrw5_b91s/s1600/rough9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3dYOPxyu9c8/TYuAk-I0_xI/AAAAAAAABoI/8uUrw5_b91s/s400/rough9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me, Zobi, Rhianna and Heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last picture is from a night awhile back. I know I've said it a million times, but my I must attract short people as friends....haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be very low key, visiting family. Which I am ecstatic about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8801202627077597775?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8801202627077597775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8801202627077597775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8801202627077597775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8801202627077597775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/03/roughnecks-game.html' title='Roughnecks Game'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-53V_hYM3mCA/TYuAAQL1pHI/AAAAAAAABns/6tDoOVfMcT8/s72-c/rough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2792034232753206156</id><published>2011-03-21T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:28:46.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking Gameshow</title><content type='html'>Would you be willing to SHOCK a man to death? This documentary aired lastnight and Chris and I were fascinated with the concept. Random contestants were told they would be part of a gameshow, where they would ask a man multiple choice questions. If he got them wrong, the contestants would have to shock the man - using a lever system to actually control whether or not they were shocking him starting at low voltage and reaching 480 volts at the end. The man would plead for them to stop, but the gameshow host would try to convince them that this was part of the game, and even though the man was asking them to stop - he would be very happy if he continued to the end and won 1 million. Out of all the contestants - only 9 refused to continue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it and check it out. What would YOU do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2010/03/see_the_game_show_contestants.html"&gt;http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2010/03/see_the_game_show_contestants.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2792034232753206156?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2792034232753206156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2792034232753206156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2792034232753206156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2792034232753206156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/03/shocking-gameshow.html' title='Shocking Gameshow'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3846920439200746562</id><published>2011-03-18T15:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T15:51:37.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Weekend Getaway...</title><content type='html'>This weekend Chris and I, along with our friends, Candace and James, are headed to Calgary to go for drinks with some friends and go to the Roughneck's game. The Roughneck's are Calgary's lacrosse team, and I've heard these games are quite the riot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love every now and then getting out of Lethbridge and doing something different. Lethbridge has about 85,000 people - so it's not TINY, but it's full of students and retired people. You can either go out to the bars, or go bowling. The exitement is pretty limited. Calgary offers so much more to see and do, and being only a short 2 hour drive away, it's definately worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after work, I plan on running out for a quick look at the mall (oh right, I forgot, you can also go to the mall in Lethbridge, which unfortunately doesn't have the greatest selections of stores) and see if I can find a new top for this weekend. Afterwards, we are heading to Alex and Matt's to have supper (my brother and his girlfriend) and play some CRANIUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Xado6T44Vzk/TYPNvyitKAI/AAAAAAAABno/hzY3EwA7MT4/s1600/saga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Xado6T44Vzk/TYPNvyitKAI/AAAAAAAABno/hzY3EwA7MT4/s320/saga.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I almost forgot! I bought these shoes off of &lt;a href="http://www.shoedazzle.com/"&gt;http://www.shoedazzle.com/&lt;/a&gt; - my favourite website of course, but in a deep purple with a black heel and sole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to wear them! They of course make me over 6 feet tall...which Chris isn't a fan of.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend all, and enjoy that SPRING weather! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3846920439200746562?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3846920439200746562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3846920439200746562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3846920439200746562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3846920439200746562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/03/mini-weekend-getaway.html' title='Mini Weekend Getaway...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Xado6T44Vzk/TYPNvyitKAI/AAAAAAAABno/hzY3EwA7MT4/s72-c/saga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3899998049066506136</id><published>2011-03-04T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:19:00.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seem to go these long stretches without posting, and I wish I could be more consistent. I wish I could be alot of things actually! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past couple weeks have been extremely stressful at work. I am SO glad RRSP season is over. I haven't been sleeping well and staying late at work hasn't been fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend it is my beautiful friend Candace's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hOiaf8Z1nd8/TXEdgBFAnlI/AAAAAAAABnE/KSlNmTMKdy8/s1600/girlys.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hOiaf8Z1nd8/TXEdgBFAnlI/AAAAAAAABnE/KSlNmTMKdy8/s400/girlys.bmp" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her and her husband James are our closest "couple" friends. We have alot of great times hanging out together or going for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have a playoff soccer game for my women's team. Last weekend we played, we won 3-1 and I scored 2! It was a good night! Tonight we play again, so hopefully we can pull off 1st place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Chris and I are going to play in a curling bonspiel! I have only curled in high school a little, so I am probably going to be horrible! Thank goodness it's just for fun! Saturday night we are going to be attending two birthdays, Candace's and our other friend Tara's - so tomorrow will be busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day we found out that our friends Chris and Yvonne are getting married in VEGAS BABY on October 15th. We are SO excited to go to the wedding, and have to keep looking for good deals! They are staying at the Wynn ($$$$$) so we will have to see if it's affordable to stay there, or somewhere close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found 4 star hotels for three nights (plus flights) for $500 each. Not bad, but maybe we wait till last minute to book? What do you think and who do you book vacations through? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a&amp;nbsp;great weekend all!! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3899998049066506136?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3899998049066506136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3899998049066506136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3899998049066506136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3899998049066506136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-seem-to-go-these-long-stretches.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-hOiaf8Z1nd8/TXEdgBFAnlI/AAAAAAAABnE/KSlNmTMKdy8/s72-c/girlys.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5128189593580537143</id><published>2011-02-22T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:31:53.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>What a weekend! Busy, busy, busy! This past weekend was Family Day long weekend (which for my American readers, was President's Day) and what a weekend it was. Friday evening, I had a night out with my girl Rhianna, which involved pool, chatting and some dancing. Saturday after a LOOOOOOOOONG sleep in, Chris and I went to the Keg for our Valentines dinner. I had the New York Peppercorn steak with mashed potatoes and veggies. It was devine! I complimented my dinner with a Peach Bellini. Yum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Candace and James met us and we went and saw Unknown with Liam Neeson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xrVxMCWp08/TWQYppM2NFI/AAAAAAAABm4/sibgSZ_IMPQ/s1600/unknown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xrVxMCWp08/TWQYppM2NFI/AAAAAAAABm4/sibgSZ_IMPQ/s400/unknown.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was good, but a typical Liam Neeson movie. (If you've seen Taken - it's a similar story with the drama but obviously a different story line)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't overly impressed. I mean, it was a good movie, but nothing to really shock me. I didn't find out how the story was going early or anything, I just thought it seemed like a typical drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday we enrolled in a PAWS pool tournament. It was $25 entry fee, and all proceeds went to the PAWS society for cats and dogs found in the city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I actually managed to play okay, and made it to the quarter finals. Not bad for playing a bunch of guys! (And one girl). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was also a silent auction and I won mom this sign for the farm:&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/-8_4b-_FWv1Q/TWQc83D1VEI/AAAAAAAABnA/MB4r69UOxus/s1600/dand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_4b-_FWv1Q/TWQc83D1VEI/AAAAAAAABnA/MB4r69UOxus/s320/dand.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loved it! The farm has come together so nicely (renovations done to the house and the yard) and I know it's always a struggle to keep the dandilions down - so I thought I would assist her having to explain why! Ha! &lt;br /&gt;Sunday evening we headed out to Candace and James and they cooked us a mean turkey dinner. We are so lucky to be spoiled by our friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday we headed off to Chris' grandma's for a visit. I LOVE this woman, and she's always great to visit with. We took Oscar along for some entertainment. I'm pretty sure Grandma loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope you all had a great long weekend! Now for a short week! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5128189593580537143?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5128189593580537143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5128189593580537143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5128189593580537143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5128189593580537143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-day-long-weekend.html' title='Family Day Long Weekend'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xrVxMCWp08/TWQYppM2NFI/AAAAAAAABm4/sibgSZ_IMPQ/s72-c/unknown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8689846586418687907</id><published>2011-02-16T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:58:51.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Love.... until I have my own, this will have to do....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZEvjyA8Cp0/TVzAEg7nmXI/AAAAAAAABmc/nq36HObigOA/s1600/P1070515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZEvjyA8Cp0/TVzAEg7nmXI/AAAAAAAABmc/nq36HObigOA/s400/P1070515.JPG" width="281" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and Ava&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;I am so fortunate to have close friends with adorable babies! I attended my friend Melissa's daughter Alessia's first birthday, and since Melissa is sister in law to one of my best friends Pam, I got to see her kids too!&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/-Bcphxk3aYu4/TVzCPrUYLLI/AAAAAAAABmg/kVfSEOsuFuU/s1600/P1070500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcphxk3aYu4/TVzCPrUYLLI/AAAAAAAABmg/kVfSEOsuFuU/s400/P1070500.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday girl!&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/-v8USSED-Z6k/TVzCaKnPN3I/AAAAAAAABmk/t948KjdwUMI/s1600/P1070524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8USSED-Z6k/TVzCaKnPN3I/AAAAAAAABmk/t948KjdwUMI/s400/P1070524.JPG" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pam's second, Taylor (or Terrible Taylor as they affectionately call her)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor has a spunky attitude and is full of life! Which can obviously be a handful for her parents! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pam told me there are the Terrible Two's, then the Tumultuous Threes and the F#$&amp;amp;%$ Fours... HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XaUPG-YJIxU/TVzDMxqnbiI/AAAAAAAABmo/S6a7fLcA72A/s1600/P1070537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XaUPG-YJIxU/TVzDMxqnbiI/AAAAAAAABmo/S6a7fLcA72A/s400/P1070537.JPG" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Sisters!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqg9vkuK4Y4/TVzDgrp2rKI/AAAAAAAABms/UbW1n2XPwro/s1600/P1070521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqg9vkuK4Y4/TVzDgrp2rKI/AAAAAAAABms/UbW1n2XPwro/s400/P1070521.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my brother the day that he cut his hair. The last photo of his curly locks...I'm sure some girls would die for his curls!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTTFDDP1Ajw/TV1hup8slWI/AAAAAAAABm0/LWAZtFL7T7E/s1600/cake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTTFDDP1Ajw/TV1hup8slWI/AAAAAAAABm0/LWAZtFL7T7E/s400/cake2.jpg" width="300" /&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;This is the cake we made for Alessia's birthday. It turned out fantastic for never using fondant to cover a cake&amp;nbsp;before! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8689846586418687907?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8689846586418687907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8689846586418687907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8689846586418687907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8689846586418687907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-love-until-i-have-my-own-this-will.html' title='Baby Love.... until I have my own, this will have to do....'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZEvjyA8Cp0/TVzAEg7nmXI/AAAAAAAABmc/nq36HObigOA/s72-c/P1070515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5943706256470142599</id><published>2011-02-10T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:56:39.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am doin tonight....</title><content type='html'>It's my friend Melissa's daughter Alessia's birthday on Saturday and I told her we would work together and make her a fantastic cake!&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyVMOF-MvVk/TVRQWWSg_OI/AAAAAAAABmM/9e6aYGS2HSk/s1600/alessia2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyVMOF-MvVk/TVRQWWSg_OI/AAAAAAAABmM/9e6aYGS2HSk/s400/alessia2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ba1Ua9_XRhA/TVRQbKVxCiI/AAAAAAAABmQ/eUtd2GOv1Ac/s1600/alessia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ba1Ua9_XRhA/TVRQbKVxCiI/AAAAAAAABmQ/eUtd2GOv1Ac/s400/alessia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alessia has such a goofy personality. She is the sweetest thing! &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;Here is the guideline photo of the cake we are going to make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We will have three tiers just like the photo, covered in fondant. I can't wait to show you the after photos! &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/-Z_KNKQvZFOc/TVRQrZbL_II/AAAAAAAABmU/YGDIgh8gXYk/s1600/cake.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_KNKQvZFOc/TVRQrZbL_II/AAAAAAAABmU/YGDIgh8gXYk/s400/cake.bmp" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Melissa decided to go with the pink/zebra theme. Alessia's bedroom theme is hot pink and black, and she also carries around a zebra print blanket. As you can see she even sported an adorable zebra constume for Halloween this year.&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;Can't wait to get started! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5943706256470142599?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5943706256470142599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5943706256470142599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5943706256470142599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5943706256470142599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-i-am-doin-tonight.html' title='What I am doin tonight....'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyVMOF-MvVk/TVRQWWSg_OI/AAAAAAAABmM/9e6aYGS2HSk/s72-c/alessia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3439935919096711881</id><published>2011-02-09T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T11:15:58.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here still!</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I have been MIA for so long. I am working on getting rid of a bit of a cold, and haven't had time with work being so swamped to get anything updated on my blog. &lt;br /&gt;I have a few pics to share of the crazy weather we have been having here in Alberta! CRAZY! Plus some family ones during Christmas that I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLStgCo1sI/AAAAAAAABls/bZm1-0UyzR0/s1600/family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLStgCo1sI/AAAAAAAABls/bZm1-0UyzR0/s400/family.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The typical family picture on the couch. We have pictures in the same pose back from when I was like 8, Matt was 7, and Ali and Scott were 2 and 3. Too funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love my siblings by the way...from the top we have Scotty, then Ali, her boyfriend Travis. Along the bottom, Chris and I and my brother Matt and his girlfriend Alex. How I love these people SO MUCH! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLSzRCZX6I/AAAAAAAABlw/VpnVhF-kGKU/s1600/girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLSzRCZX6I/AAAAAAAABlw/VpnVhF-kGKU/s400/girls.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a photo I found from the summer with just the girls. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLS9J4ZwQI/AAAAAAAABl0/NgVY_kdKBWM/s1600/family2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLS9J4ZwQI/AAAAAAAABl0/NgVY_kdKBWM/s400/family2.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is from Christmas as well. See how close we all are? Ali and Trav snugglin, Scott loungin, Matt and Alex (Alex is helping me crochet, and my glasses are falling down like a big nerd). Dad's keepin it real in the corner and Chris and Mom were playing some pool.&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLTEllHiOI/AAAAAAAABl4/U6jrcL4gqdg/s1600/farm.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLTEllHiOI/AAAAAAAABl4/U6jrcL4gqdg/s400/farm.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now here is what our AB winter has been like! This is my brothers truck, completely engulfed with snow. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLTJ1cimSI/AAAAAAAABl8/3huLPirDUUA/s1600/farm2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLTJ1cimSI/AAAAAAAABl8/3huLPirDUUA/s400/farm2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is at the back of the farm in the feedlot. Walls of drifts from the wind keep building up and the boys had to constantly clear paths. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLTQdRVkuI/AAAAAAAABmA/PyTldozCpQ0/s1600/farm3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLTQdRVkuI/AAAAAAAABmA/PyTldozCpQ0/s400/farm3.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Moooooooooo. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLT_iJtZXI/AAAAAAAABmE/sFCPHnAKkCI/s1600/farm4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLT_iJtZXI/AAAAAAAABmE/sFCPHnAKkCI/s400/farm4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Crazy drifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who care, I am still alive! I am just busy. But HI! Hopefully I will have more to say VERY soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3439935919096711881?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3439935919096711881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3439935919096711881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3439935919096711881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3439935919096711881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-here-still.html' title='I&apos;m here still!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TVLStgCo1sI/AAAAAAAABls/bZm1-0UyzR0/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5237975855726730742</id><published>2011-01-28T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:45:28.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoedazzle</title><content type='html'>Do I have some good news for those of you who ♥ shoes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.shoedazzle.com/"&gt;http://www.shoedazzle.com/&lt;/a&gt; and sign up to get a pair of shoes each month for $39.95! ($9 for shipping if you live in Canada) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up and each month you will be charged $40 on your credit card. You can pick either a pair of shoes, a handbag or jewelery every month of the year! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't cost anything to sign up, and you can cancel at any time - no charge! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first pair of beauties are &lt;a href="http://www.shoedazzle.com/products/monet"&gt;black stiletto peep toes with a hint of hot pink&lt;/a&gt;. What's not to love!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign up now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5237975855726730742?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5237975855726730742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5237975855726730742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5237975855726730742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5237975855726730742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/01/shoedazzle.html' title='Shoedazzle'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-812634154166530948</id><published>2011-01-19T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T13:17:20.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday My Love</title><content type='html'>It's Chris' birthday on January 21st. I splurged for him this year on a spoiler for his car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTdGHWJnpkI/AAAAAAAABlg/Kj_ekdbXWnk/s1600/chris%2527+car.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTdGHWJnpkI/AAAAAAAABlg/Kj_ekdbXWnk/s400/chris%2527+car.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what Chris' car looks like now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTdGI6JA8nI/AAAAAAAABlk/QBFfexAuNGo/s1600/spoiler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTdGI6JA8nI/AAAAAAAABlk/QBFfexAuNGo/s400/spoiler.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what it will look like later - once his spoiler is on. (Minus the blue paint)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have planned a birthday party for him with all his friends this weekend. It's a big job being a party planner, but it's worth it! Friends from Calgary are coming as well, so it should be good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in the middle of writing a post just for him, which will come soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Wednesday! (Only 2.5 more days of work! Weehoo!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-812634154166530948?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/812634154166530948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=812634154166530948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/812634154166530948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/812634154166530948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-my-love.html' title='Happy Birthday My Love'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTdGHWJnpkI/AAAAAAAABlg/Kj_ekdbXWnk/s72-c/chris%2527+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8781109127753859856</id><published>2011-01-17T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T11:23:25.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTSIdHaPVOI/AAAAAAAABlc/0dmQghIChoE/s1600/shell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTSIdHaPVOI/AAAAAAAABlc/0dmQghIChoE/s320/shell.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went to my hairdresser on saturday and told her to chop my bangs. It was a wee bit frightening as I had bangs my ENTIRE life until post graduation of high school!!! They were WAY outdated at that point...but now I think I like them again. Someone please tell me when this outdates please as I had them WAY too long in high school!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't forget to enter my &lt;a href="http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/01/delurkin-day-plus-giveaway.html"&gt;GIVEAWAY!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8781109127753859856?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8781109127753859856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8781109127753859856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8781109127753859856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8781109127753859856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-hair.html' title='New Hair...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TTSIdHaPVOI/AAAAAAAABlc/0dmQghIChoE/s72-c/shell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6137774999382760947</id><published>2011-01-14T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:33:30.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delurkin Day.. plus a GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>So.... Jennie over at &lt;a href="http://www.shelikespurple.com/"&gt;http://www.shelikespurple.com/&lt;/a&gt; suggested it would be a good day to have a de-lurking day. It's nice to see who follows your blog, and I ADORE reading my internet friend's blogs - so why don't you say hi?! I plan to give an incentive...a small one - mind you...but who doesn't like even something little?! (See the end of the post - once you check out my links to some of my FAVORITE sites!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for kicks, how about you share with me your favourite celebrity crush - head on over to &lt;a href="http://kimber-doll.blogspot.com/2011/01/hot.html"&gt;http://kimber-doll.blogspot.com/2011/01/hot.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and see who her favorite celebrity crush is! Another blog I love to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I would have to go with Leonardo DiCaprio - ever since my teens - Titanic, Romeo and Juliet....I have been hooked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for fun...share your favourite recipe! Or...if you don't know what to have for dinner...head on over to &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/"&gt;http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and visit the Pioneer Woman for some yummy eats. (Mom - you will love her) :) You can also visit &lt;a href="http://www.foodlushblog.com/"&gt;http://www.foodlushblog.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for some other great ideas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For style ideas - go to &lt;a href="http://www.stylelushblog.com/"&gt;http://www.stylelushblog.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for some great ideas on style for the whole family and your home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a photographer - check out &lt;a href="http://racheljoycephotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://racheljoycephotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went to high school with Rachel and SHE'S GOT TALENT! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a good laugh or just a post to relate to (especially if you have kids) - check out Linda at &lt;a href="http://www.sundrymourning.com/"&gt;http://www.sundrymourning.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or visit Heather at &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/"&gt;http://www.dooce.com/&lt;/a&gt; or how about Angella at &lt;a href="http://www.dutchblitz.net/"&gt;http://www.dutchblitz.net/&lt;/a&gt; or maybe Amanda at &lt;a href="http://www.kickyboots.com/"&gt;http://www.kickyboots.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a FEW of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, where are you? Say hi! And if you do....you could win a $25 gift card for FOREVER 21! One of my favorite places to shop! &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;http://www.forever21.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So GET COMMENTING! ♥ to all! Commenting will be open until January 28th when I will use the true random number generator at &lt;a href="http://www.random.org/"&gt;http://www.random.org/&lt;/a&gt; to find a winner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6137774999382760947?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6137774999382760947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6137774999382760947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6137774999382760947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6137774999382760947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/01/delurkin-day-plus-giveaway.html' title='Delurkin Day.. plus a GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6112627910180931471</id><published>2011-01-11T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:51:37.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gomer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSyJXemzdGI/AAAAAAAABlU/W_lFOQZmhDs/s1600/gomer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSyJXemzdGI/AAAAAAAABlU/W_lFOQZmhDs/s400/gomer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a photo to show you all what a gomer I can be sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was at Chris' parents house for Christmas. If you look close - you can see the make-up kit I got from Chris' parents...or MAAAAAW and PAAAW as I like to call them. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6112627910180931471?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6112627910180931471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6112627910180931471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6112627910180931471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6112627910180931471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/01/gomer.html' title='Gomer'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSyJXemzdGI/AAAAAAAABlU/W_lFOQZmhDs/s72-c/gomer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2384644345445312094</id><published>2011-01-07T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T16:14:19.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. What did you do in 2010 that you’d never done before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hired a trainer. For lots of money. And lost tons of inches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never make new years resolutions...they just kind of fall in to place and happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One of my best friends, Pam. Here's the latest pic of Ava, and she's wearing the top I bought her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSd8JKht3vI/AAAAAAAABlI/WIMGR3xVooQ/s1600/ava.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSd8JKht3vI/AAAAAAAABlI/WIMGR3xVooQ/s320/ava.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My Oma. My mom's mom. It was really tough, since she was the first person that was very dear to me to pass on. I spoke at her funeral and held her hand as she died. I think about her every day when I pass her gravesite on my way to work. I miss her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None, but hope to head to the US this year (Vegas, Great Falls) once I get my passport. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2011 that you lacked in 2010?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A zest and drive to be fit. I had motivation - but only because I was forking over tons of dough to do so. I want to have the drive to do it on my own. Less anxiety, less worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What dates from 2010 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Oma's death - obviously. Our vacation to Tofino, B.C in July. I have never gone on such a road-trip - with a significant other - and didn't kill him! :) &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSebUl0XPNI/AAAAAAAABlQ/kTjE6fZ9dUw/s1600/P1050863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSebUl0XPNI/AAAAAAAABlQ/kTjE6fZ9dUw/s320/P1050863.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Getting a promotion. For the first time in my life I feel like I have a REAL job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about biggest failures, but I do hope to reign in on my personal stress, anxiety and worries. Worrying gets you no where, and I know that. I just need to believe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a strange sickness back in February of 2010. My legs ached and I got a rash like hives all over my legs, along with a fever.&amp;nbsp;Doctor never figured it out, and I got better. Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...maybe my snowboard! I love it! I haven't really splurged on anything persay, but I also bought Chris the spoiler he wanted for his car. I paid for it at Christmas, and it should get here next week. He was stoked when I told him what I got him - so that's a pretty great thing I bought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know....haha me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...pick any crazy celebrity or reality TV star? The entire cast of Jersey Shore. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bills! But we have a great place to live now, so I'm okay with it. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to Tofino. It was SO worth the excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2010?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Probably anything by Black Eyed Peas. I ♥ them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a) happier or sadder? Happier!&lt;br /&gt;b) thinner or fatter? Thinner! &lt;br /&gt;c) richer or poorer? Richer! Well, I will be on the 14th, when I get my anticipated raise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Travelling, spontaneous trips. Cooking actual meals. HA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. How did you spend Christmas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ridiculous. In a good way. Lots of family time, and SUPER busy. I could have done without the busy-ness though. That's why we are going to Mexico next year. Who's in? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2010?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with our fleece sheets we bought. Waaaaaaaaaaaaarm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably Biggest Loser, or Walking Dead - new zombie TV series. So addicted! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate anyone! Hate is a VERY strong word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What was the best book you read?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the Steig Larson series. I can't put them down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumford and Sons! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What did you want and get?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snowboard. Thanks work bonus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. What did you want and not get?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new kitty. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably Inception. Sigh. I ♥ Leo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 25. Went out with friends for dinner and drinks, and in bed by midnight. Yawn. But it was still fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe less stress? But like I said, that's my fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2010?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding out that I can fit into smaller size clothing. It's nice to lose weight and feel good in what you where. I've tried the madness that is skinny jeans, but I'm not really a fan. Trying to find classier tops and mix it up with a good chunk of funky jewelry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. What kept you sane?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, my girlfriends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably Leonardo Dicaprio. James Franco is a close second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What politics? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Who did you miss?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends from the past that I never see anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably people from our new ball team, soccer team, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2010.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sweat the small stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I suck at this. I listen to&amp;nbsp;a TON of music, but just can't think of a cool song lyric. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed my meme of 2010. It was a crazy year, and seemed to go by SO fast. Here's to a great 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSebMphuz8I/AAAAAAAABlM/Sv9zklPoqQM/s1600/P1060021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSebMphuz8I/AAAAAAAABlM/Sv9zklPoqQM/s400/P1060021.JPG" width="400" /&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/2938368793624260925-2384644345445312094?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2384644345445312094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2384644345445312094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2384644345445312094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2384644345445312094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-in-review.html' title='2010 in Review'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TSd8JKht3vI/AAAAAAAABlI/WIMGR3xVooQ/s72-c/ava.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7743378860248815098</id><published>2010-12-27T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:03:14.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My oh my has my Christmas been busy. We ended up having our family get togethers all the week before Christmas. My sister had her wisdom teeth out the friday before Christmas, so we had a huge Christmas meal on thursday evening, which included gift openings as well. Chris surprised me with a BEAUTIFUL sapphire diamond ring! No, not an engagement ring, but a beautiful stylish ring that I love! And no, I wasn't expecting the engagement ring either...come on people! (I know there are people who read my blog who would ask this question, so better off getting that covered). &lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhUuhNCJ4I/AAAAAAAABk4/c0FkfJHr4HA/s1600/P1070322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhUuhNCJ4I/AAAAAAAABk4/c0FkfJHr4HA/s400/P1070322.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; People have commented how it looks similar to Kate Middleton's ring. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had a great time getting together with my family that night and we had tons of laughs as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhVMZ3EXyI/AAAAAAAABk8/U-z938Fp0F8/s1600/P1070286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhVMZ3EXyI/AAAAAAAABk8/U-z938Fp0F8/s400/P1070286.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ali and Matt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhVi9zuV7I/AAAAAAAABlA/3Z4woVHnFn8/s1600/P1070297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhVi9zuV7I/AAAAAAAABlA/3Z4woVHnFn8/s400/P1070297.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alex and Matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhV7iMpJnI/AAAAAAAABlE/Wn4FFgzneWo/s1600/P1070303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhV7iMpJnI/AAAAAAAABlE/Wn4FFgzneWo/s400/P1070303.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls crocheting...&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;Hope you all had a fabulous Christmas...next trip...snowboarding in Kelowna! 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/2938368793624260925-7743378860248815098?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7743378860248815098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7743378860248815098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7743378860248815098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7743378860248815098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-oh-my-has-my-christmas-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TRhUuhNCJ4I/AAAAAAAABk4/c0FkfJHr4HA/s72-c/P1070322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4165220547714315932</id><published>2010-12-24T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:22:42.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sTJ7AzBIJoI?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all need to see this video. PLEASE watch it. It will do every single person an enormous amount of good to watch this from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;Chris shared it with me this evening and I took a whole lot from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear Sunscreen. Don't worry. Worrying is about as stupid as trying to solve an algebra problem by chewing bubble gum. Love your body. Stay close to your siblings. Respect your elders. If you don't know what you want to do with your life, it's okay. Don't read beauty magazines, they'll make you feel ugly. Maybe you will get married, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have kids, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll be dancing on your 75th wedding anniversary. Keep the friends you have close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me when I tell you to wear sunscreen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4165220547714315932?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4165220547714315932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4165220547714315932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4165220547714315932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4165220547714315932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/12/baz-luhrmann-everybodys-free-to-wear.html' title='Baz Luhrmann - Everybody&apos;s Free (To Wear Sunscreen)'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sTJ7AzBIJoI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8960492327170181243</id><published>2010-12-13T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:49:38.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Snowboard</title><content type='html'>Hey folks! How was your weekend? Mine was jam packed, as friday included shopping with my girlfriend and then hanging out at Alex's with Matt and Chris. Saturday we slept in...(thank goodness for sleep!) and then got ready to host the UFC fights at our house. It was a fun night! Sunday I made 10 dozen &lt;a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/peanut-butter-marshmallow-squares-406380"&gt;peanut butter marshmallow squares&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my Dress Club get together tonight. If you haven't heard of this, me and 9 of my friends get together each month and bring $25. We draw a name each month and the winner takes home the $250! We decided since it was Christmas, to do a baking exchange as well, so tonight when I get home we will have 10 dozen different baked goods! Yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I splurged and went to Sportchek at lunch and picked up a new snowboard. It's time for a new one, and they had an AWESOME sale, and I got my board for 50% off the retail price. It's the SIMS Pristine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TQaijDSaA1I/AAAAAAAABko/UHdrvKOtrRU/s1600/board.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TQaijDSaA1I/AAAAAAAABko/UHdrvKOtrRU/s320/board.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to use it on our trip at the end of the month. We are going to Kelowna for 5 days (it will be a bit of a drive (8 hours!) but we are staying at an awesome chalet right on the hill. We can ski right out to the lift. I'm so excited. Hottub, wine, snowboarding...should be EXCELLENT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My next few weeks are&amp;nbsp;JAM packed with Christmas activities. I LOVE this time of the year and can't wait to spend it with both my families! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What are YOU doing for Christmas this year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8960492327170181243?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8960492327170181243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8960492327170181243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8960492327170181243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8960492327170181243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-snowboard.html' title='New Snowboard'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TQaijDSaA1I/AAAAAAAABko/UHdrvKOtrRU/s72-c/board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6445290928300682071</id><published>2010-12-07T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T15:52:42.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP65h-MuyoI/AAAAAAAABkg/jGmtV4ok2qM/s1600/tree3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP65h-MuyoI/AAAAAAAABkg/jGmtV4ok2qM/s400/tree3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My FAVOURITE holiday of the year is Christmas. The family time, the decorations, the baking, the music, the festivities, I just can't get enough! &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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6q6cjU3hI/AAAAAAAABkY/SAX2U7lSQYM/s1600/tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6q6cjU3hI/AAAAAAAABkY/SAX2U7lSQYM/s400/tree.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lastnight Chris and I went to Save On and purchased a tree. It was all bundled up and we managed to shove it in the back of my trunk, along with my backseat down. I tied my trunk to the tree and drove it home. I felt like such a redneck. :) &lt;br /&gt;BUT, the good thing is - it looks AMAZING! It has the perfect shape, and it's the perfect height. Plus, it smells INCREDIBLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6q9nyVPLI/AAAAAAAABkc/w1cEagsoPMY/s1600/tree2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6q9nyVPLI/AAAAAAAABkc/w1cEagsoPMY/s400/tree2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oscar wanted to help, but while we were decorating, he behaved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, this morning - about 5 balls were off the tree along with some pine needles. I think Oscar may have a new love for trees. After Chris gave him some discipline (sprayed him with a water bottle) I noticed he was perched quite nicely underneath the tree, relaxing. I hope he now knows he is NOT allowed to climb the tree. I guess we will see when we get home! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP65ixJnltI/AAAAAAAABkk/KA14nhBW7PM/s1600/tree4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP65ixJnltI/AAAAAAAABkk/KA14nhBW7PM/s400/tree4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are your Christmas decorations and plans coming? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6445290928300682071?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6445290928300682071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6445290928300682071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6445290928300682071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6445290928300682071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP65h-MuyoI/AAAAAAAABkg/jGmtV4ok2qM/s72-c/tree3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-9129497287249325759</id><published>2010-12-07T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:26:39.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVEMBER</title><content type='html'>&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6Wr1ENgWI/AAAAAAAABkA/k6o54mCYLXU/s1600/US.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6Wr1ENgWI/AAAAAAAABkA/k6o54mCYLXU/s400/US.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;Mr. Mustachio and I &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm assuming most of you have heard of Movember. In case you don't know, check out Movember's &lt;a href="http://ca.movember.com/"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;The website states, "The moustache becomes the ribbon for men’s health, the means by which awareness and funds are raised for prostate cancer. Much like the commitment to run or walk for charity, the men of Movember commit to growing a moustache for 30 days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris decided to participate, and this was on Day 27... (where we attended my gf's bday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6Wt-0uZaI/AAAAAAAABkE/la7OUbusjsE/s1600/US2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6Wt-0uZaI/AAAAAAAABkE/la7OUbusjsE/s400/US2.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;Tiela and I giving some love &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6WvR9Kx_I/AAAAAAAABkI/HviCEB9eB44/s1600/US3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6WvR9Kx_I/AAAAAAAABkI/HviCEB9eB44/s400/US3.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;Rae Rae and I &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6WxNU8XVI/AAAAAAAABkM/EywqngyaUm8/s1600/US4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6WxNU8XVI/AAAAAAAABkM/EywqngyaUm8/s400/US4.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;See?! Even I got past the STACHE! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6W0jM_aGI/AAAAAAAABkQ/1C7cRUg4Po4/s1600/US5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6W0jM_aGI/AAAAAAAABkQ/1C7cRUg4Po4/s400/US5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lance and Tracy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6W4myGGvI/AAAAAAAABkU/W5SXCXQ1eJA/s1600/US6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6W4myGGvI/AAAAAAAABkU/W5SXCXQ1eJA/s400/US6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said before, I may have had one. Or twelve. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2059129510"&gt;I was so proud of Chris for pulling through and going the ENTIRE month of November with his mustache. He had never had one before, and I wasn't sure if he was going to be able to take it. I think he came to realize that a mustache must be tamed...after it was flappin in the wind one blustery day!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job baby! I know I said it already, but way to go! Who's proud? This girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-9129497287249325759?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/9129497287249325759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=9129497287249325759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/9129497287249325759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/9129497287249325759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/12/movember.html' title='MOVEMBER'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TP6Wr1ENgWI/AAAAAAAABkA/k6o54mCYLXU/s72-c/US.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8565502978416846446</id><published>2010-12-02T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:59:54.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Funny</title><content type='html'>&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPfd-1XAYPI/AAAAAAAABj4/XFnhqQa6uDY/s1600/funny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPfd-1XAYPI/AAAAAAAABj4/XFnhqQa6uDY/s400/funny.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think every woman has felt this way sometimes! :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This is in no way a cut towards Chris, Tuesday night I came home to an unloaded and re-loaded dishwasher, vaccumed house, and&amp;nbsp;dusted living room! Lucky me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8565502978416846446?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8565502978416846446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8565502978416846446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8565502978416846446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8565502978416846446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/12/thursday-funny.html' title='Thursday Funny'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPfd-1XAYPI/AAAAAAAABj4/XFnhqQa6uDY/s72-c/funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-1891457342682388968</id><published>2010-12-01T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:40:22.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Pictures from Last Weekend</title><content type='html'>﻿ &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPaV0RigobI/AAAAAAAABjk/JOltD6nY4N8/s1600/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPaV0RigobI/AAAAAAAABjk/JOltD6nY4N8/s400/friends.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;Me and Rae Rae&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPajvLaVpdI/AAAAAAAABjs/pncEU9c0gDU/s1600/friends5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPajvLaVpdI/AAAAAAAABjs/pncEU9c0gDU/s400/friends5.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Binoo was there too! So CUTE! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPajyxvMkaI/AAAAAAAABjw/sUVfb-Nkkn0/s1600/moustache.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPajyxvMkaI/AAAAAAAABjw/sUVfb-Nkkn0/s400/moustache.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiela and Scott - sporting the mustache for Movember looking like David Spade, and Chris with his moustache too! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPaj4SB2GHI/AAAAAAAABj0/xDRwWjYJ6o4/s1600/friends3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPaj4SB2GHI/AAAAAAAABj0/xDRwWjYJ6o4/s400/friends3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taryn &amp;amp; Rhianna&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPajHIMS8MI/AAAAAAAABjo/PQSK11g0a8c/s1600/friends4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPajHIMS8MI/AAAAAAAABjo/PQSK11g0a8c/s400/friends4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me inspecting the jello shooters...haha do you think we had enough? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rhianna's birthday was a success! Between the cake, jello shooters, mustaches and good friends, it couldn't have turned out better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-1891457342682388968?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/1891457342682388968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=1891457342682388968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1891457342682388968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1891457342682388968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthday-pictures-from-last-weekend.html' title='Birthday Pictures from Last Weekend'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPaV0RigobI/AAAAAAAABjk/JOltD6nY4N8/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4632437292184513404</id><published>2010-11-30T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:55:12.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhianna's Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends, Rhianna, had a birthday last weekend. I had planned to meet up with my Auntie Nancy (who is a FANTASTIC cake decorator) and work with her to make a cake for Rhianna. I had found a photo online of what I wanted the cake to look like, and here's what I ended up with! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPVHFBMw5FI/AAAAAAAABjc/cvIhgy31p90/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPVHFBMw5FI/AAAAAAAABjc/cvIhgy31p90/s400/cake.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out amazing! So if you know anyone in the southern Alberta area that needs a cake, I'd love to see if I can be of assistance... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's something that has always interested me, and I finally got into it a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPVkkG6LkrI/AAAAAAAABjg/mMdJtbgvmog/s1600/cake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPVkkG6LkrI/AAAAAAAABjg/mMdJtbgvmog/s400/cake2.jpg" width="400" /&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/2938368793624260925-4632437292184513404?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4632437292184513404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4632437292184513404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4632437292184513404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4632437292184513404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/rhiannas-birthday-cake.html' title='Rhianna&apos;s Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TPVHFBMw5FI/AAAAAAAABjc/cvIhgy31p90/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6313511486007522992</id><published>2010-11-29T00:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T00:23:15.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case you need to laugh.... 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MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM US! :)'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3491297403340251399</id><published>2010-11-26T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T11:12:46.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a holiday gift idea?</title><content type='html'>You NEED to check out &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;Lisa Leonard Designs&lt;/a&gt;. Hand-made gorgeous jewelry that ANYONE on your list will love. There are even things for the men in your life! They are priced great, and the quality is incredible. Check her out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE how personal you can make each piece, and it's something you can wear with anything! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TO_4gLKOiYI/AAAAAAAABjQ/aHwFQU66nY4/s1600/jewelry.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TO_4gLKOiYI/AAAAAAAABjQ/aHwFQU66nY4/s400/jewelry.png" width="400" /&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/2938368793624260925-3491297403340251399?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3491297403340251399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3491297403340251399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3491297403340251399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3491297403340251399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/need-holiday-gift-idea.html' title='Need a holiday gift idea?'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TO_4gLKOiYI/AAAAAAAABjQ/aHwFQU66nY4/s72-c/jewelry.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5237233755869755179</id><published>2010-11-25T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T11:23:44.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Win A Free Pair of Boots!</title><content type='html'>A fellow blog writer - Heidi -&amp;nbsp;who has a great love for shoes is &lt;a href="http://theshoeologist.com/win-free-boots/"&gt;giving away a free pair of boots! Check it out!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love free shoes?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5237233755869755179?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5237233755869755179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5237233755869755179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5237233755869755179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5237233755869755179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/win-free-pair-of-boots.html' title='Win A Free Pair of Boots!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5500146413537532916</id><published>2010-11-23T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:06:39.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexandria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOw3RNgwrII/AAAAAAAABjI/zLRO5q49MOI/s1600/cuties.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOw3RNgwrII/AAAAAAAABjI/zLRO5q49MOI/s400/cuties.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you noticed, my dear possible sister-in-law (no pressure Matt) added a comment on my last post&amp;nbsp;stating the fact that I forgot to mention the great time we had at her place Sunday night hanging out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I decided to do a post just for her.&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;Alexandria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your name is so long that we choose to shorten it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your close friends call you Ally, but since my sister's name is Ali it confuses us so we call you Alex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think you like being called Alex, but it's weird when Matt said that Ally looked hot in her dress. Since I once thought he was talking about our sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Alex it is. Sorry girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are a nurse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And you are very good at what you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You got excellent marks and now as an official RN you are STILL taking school via distance ed. You rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You kick ass at baking &amp;amp; cooking, and you taught me how to make my very first blueberry pie! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When Matt, yourself and Chris and I hang out we LAUGH histerically, and I have so much fun with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You have been a fantastic woman to my bull headed brother. (I mean that in love Matty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are so intelligent, witty, cute and classy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't imagine a better possible sister-in-law! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:) Love ya girl! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOxGfHsNuzI/AAAAAAAABjM/NX4dJjNkdVg/s1600/alexandme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOxGfHsNuzI/AAAAAAAABjM/NX4dJjNkdVg/s400/alexandme.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, aren't we besties?! haha&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5500146413537532916?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5500146413537532916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5500146413537532916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5500146413537532916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5500146413537532916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/alexandria.html' title='Alexandria'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOw3RNgwrII/AAAAAAAABjI/zLRO5q49MOI/s72-c/cuties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4273317277335234368</id><published>2010-11-22T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T12:46:15.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So as you may have seen in my last few posts, I have finally been able to upload my pictures, after finding out that my couch ate my camera. Thankfully, I had the chance to update you all on my life finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, after a nice morning of sleeping in way too late, Chris and I decided to venture downtown. We first stopped at the pet store, for a gander. Of course we saw the cutest puppies and kittens on the planet, and after oogling them for far too long, we decided we'd had enough dreaming. (Chris can't imagine getting another cat at this point, moreso because he believes it will effect Oscar's personality, and he ADORES Oscar and wants him to stay the same!) He does fetch, and thinks he is a dog, so he's pretty entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the mall and then ended up going home and vegging for the rest of the evening. Sunday morning came and we had soccer at 11AM. Our poor indoor soccer team hasn't won a game yet this season (I believe we have played 5 games or so) and we were looking to play an easier team and I was looking forward to it. Our outdoor team places in the top 3 every year, and since we combined a portion of our outdoor team, along with new players - we need to learn how to play together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the soccer center, and have a total of 6 players. If you don't know indoor, you are required to have 5 players and a goalie (just like hockey). Well, we had just enough. The other team had about 12 players (so plenty of subs). At the beginning of the game I talked to the ref and the other team about possibly forfeiting and playing a game just for fun and possibly "borrowing" some of the other teams players. We decided we would play a half and see how the game went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playing quite well and managed to get ahead by 2 goals. My brother Scott (who is quite incredible at soccer - has played college and provincial levels) booted the ball up the field but it accidently struck our player Melissa square in the head. Unfortunately her little body crumpled and she passed out for about 3 seconds. She opened her eyes just after her body hit the ground&amp;nbsp;and took it quite courageously, but wouldn't be able to play for the rest of the game. We ended up playing with a player short, and won the game 4-0! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our game, we headed to Chris' grandpa's for a visit. He is 96 years old with alot of spunk. Especially on his&amp;nbsp;good days. He was laughing histerically and I took it upon myself to take a video of him chatting with Chris. I have a feeling he will cherish that for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We later went to Chris' mom and dad's where we hung out and stole some lunch. :) I ended up curling up on the couch with the dog, and slept for an hour and a half. Hey, isn't that what the in-laws are for? Food and naps?! I'm glad to have another place I can feel at home at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris later went to see Harry Potter with a friend while I played house wife and cleaned and baked cookies! It was a packed full weekend of friends and family. I wouldn't want it any way else! How was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4273317277335234368?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4273317277335234368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4273317277335234368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4273317277335234368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4273317277335234368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-as-you-may-have-seen-in-my-last-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7124304437686988783</id><published>2010-11-20T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T18:35:45.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow...</title><content type='html'>&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh2eOzRyvI/AAAAAAAABi8/tDCCMVlc09c/s1600/P1070172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh2eOzRyvI/AAAAAAAABi8/tDCCMVlc09c/s400/P1070172.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just waiting for the moment when I walk out the front door and get slammed with a head full of snow.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh27asWv0I/AAAAAAAABjA/g4_kJDxdpYo/s1600/P1070173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh27asWv0I/AAAAAAAABjA/g4_kJDxdpYo/s400/P1070173.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;It feels like its been snowing non-stop for days!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh3OGPpQeI/AAAAAAAABjE/184mPJwcah4/s1600/P1070174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh3OGPpQeI/AAAAAAAABjE/184mPJwcah4/s400/P1070174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little look down the street. So much shoveling! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7124304437686988783?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7124304437686988783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7124304437686988783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7124304437686988783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7124304437686988783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh2eOzRyvI/AAAAAAAABi8/tDCCMVlc09c/s72-c/P1070172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6658519155768538919</id><published>2010-11-20T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T18:30:27.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Made Who - ACDC Tribute Band Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh1br7AevI/AAAAAAAABiw/wvrJv3HzGPE/s1600/P1070160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh1br7AevI/AAAAAAAABiw/wvrJv3HzGPE/s320/P1070160.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhz_o6V9NI/AAAAAAAABio/nKvsuMhWmnk/s1600/P1070147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhz_o6V9NI/AAAAAAAABio/nKvsuMhWmnk/s400/P1070147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Lolita&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Lastnight we went to Average Joe's where an ACDC tribute band was playing. Chris had gotten the tickets through his work, and we took along a few friends. The staff of Chris' shop were there as well, so we had quite the group with us, which made for a pretty great time.&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh0iqvHW-I/AAAAAAAABis/XW1a6u4_j-s/s1600/P1070150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh0iqvHW-I/AAAAAAAABis/XW1a6u4_j-s/s400/P1070150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were actually REALLY good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh190KmIWI/AAAAAAAABi4/EDlb4jY75Gw/s1600/P1070167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh190KmIWI/AAAAAAAABi4/EDlb4jY75Gw/s320/P1070167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh10pb7OSI/AAAAAAAABi0/-NAE4ydJShg/s1600/P1070164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh10pb7OSI/AAAAAAAABi0/-NAE4ydJShg/s400/P1070164.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night to get out and have fun with friends. We haven't had a good time like this out for drinks in awhile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6658519155768538919?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6658519155768538919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6658519155768538919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6658519155768538919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6658519155768538919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/who-made-who-acdc-tribute-band-night.html' title='Who Made Who - ACDC Tribute Band Night Out'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOh1br7AevI/AAAAAAAABiw/wvrJv3HzGPE/s72-c/P1070160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-908858991263721004</id><published>2010-11-20T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T18:18:41.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhxViBSwuI/AAAAAAAABiQ/MtPb5mnKuRI/s1600/P1070091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhxViBSwuI/AAAAAAAABiQ/MtPb5mnKuRI/s400/P1070091.JPG" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt and Alex - AKA Princess Peach and Toad!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Matt and Alex looked fantastic, and made their little cars on their own. Alex sported a blonde wig as she is a natural brunette, and she spray painted Matt's hair. That is his OWN hair people! Everyone kept grabbing at it, thinking it was a wig. His hair is SUPER curly, and I joke and always call him Lionel. (Richie)&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhx93IyqwI/AAAAAAAABiU/c4G_Iw24b7M/s1600/P1070096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhx93IyqwI/AAAAAAAABiU/c4G_Iw24b7M/s400/P1070096.JPG" width="361" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and I as "Masquerade Vampires?" I don't really know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Chris and I had vampire teeth, since we were planning to be vampires. Then, when we went to Victoria on our vacation, we found these amazing masks. So we decided to incorporate the two!&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhyVty8PMI/AAAAAAAABiY/Bn3lMKohuyU/s1600/P1070104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhyVty8PMI/AAAAAAAABiY/Bn3lMKohuyU/s400/P1070104.JPG" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scuba Scotty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I cracked up the second I saw my brother Scott. He was in a full scuba suit, along with fishy water floaties.&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhyscQEmGI/AAAAAAAABic/ja03cy0PZ1E/s1600/P1070109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhyscQEmGI/AAAAAAAABic/ja03cy0PZ1E/s400/P1070109.JPG" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ali and Travis as Betty and Barney.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhy8brnLXI/AAAAAAAABig/Zv689RO5yJg/s1600/P1070107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhy8brnLXI/AAAAAAAABig/Zv689RO5yJg/s400/P1070107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the siblings together on Halloween. Ali, Matt, Scott and myself.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhzPio5dgI/AAAAAAAABik/CiUUF2hJ_DM/s1600/P1070133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhzPio5dgI/AAAAAAAABik/CiUUF2hJ_DM/s400/P1070133.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and I going in for the kill.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We had a great time, and everyone's costumes turned out perfectly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-908858991263721004?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/908858991263721004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=908858991263721004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/908858991263721004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/908858991263721004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhxViBSwuI/AAAAAAAABiQ/MtPb5mnKuRI/s72-c/P1070091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2231945571471314200</id><published>2010-11-20T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T18:08:34.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Mom's 50th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhs3CeUtYI/AAAAAAAABh8/5R5Gy9gwsVE/s1600/P1070064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhs3CeUtYI/AAAAAAAABh8/5R5Gy9gwsVE/s400/P1070064.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I planned mom's 50th, back before her birthday in September. I invited 50 of her close friends and family, and mostly everyone made an appearance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was partially shocked, as Dad kind of had to inform her of something going on before he brought her as she's not one for big surprises...but I had to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhtP1FAnwI/AAAAAAAABiA/MzcjHLrYXHI/s1600/P1070066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhtP1FAnwI/AAAAAAAABiA/MzcjHLrYXHI/s400/P1070066.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got everyone to wear name-tags since people didn't know everybody attending. The tags said, "Old Fart's Friend". Alex and Matt sportin their tags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOht6TW4pLI/AAAAAAAABiE/xhSKesl5eBY/s1600/P1070078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOht6TW4pLI/AAAAAAAABiE/xhSKesl5eBY/s400/P1070078.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom has always received Betty Boop gifts, as her name is Betty. She received a great apron and a bunch of other silly gags.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhwN32eVXI/AAAAAAAABiM/IGaid8bJynM/s1600/P1070087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhwN32eVXI/AAAAAAAABiM/IGaid8bJynM/s400/P1070087.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the night, when people were leaving, they stuck their tags on the back of mom's sweater. Here is her and dad dancin at the end of the night. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhuGssJK5I/AAAAAAAABiI/v7giPkGExIs/s1600/P1070085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhuGssJK5I/AAAAAAAABiI/v7giPkGExIs/s400/P1070085.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think it was a great success! Everyone had a good time, and I believe mom was happy turning 50! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2231945571471314200?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2231945571471314200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2231945571471314200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2231945571471314200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2231945571471314200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/pictures-from-moms-50th.html' title='Pictures from Mom&apos;s 50th'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TOhs3CeUtYI/AAAAAAAABh8/5R5Gy9gwsVE/s72-c/P1070064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5324113135445122486</id><published>2010-11-19T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:51:44.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Couch Ate It</title><content type='html'>So....fellow followers and blog lovers...I have been very slack in my posting lately, due to the fact that I am working like a crazy person (staying late everyday at work for the past month and coming in an hour early for meetings will do that do a person) and I have been craving to post for sooooooo long. &lt;br /&gt;One of the other reasons of my lack of posting is because I lost my camera after Halloween and love to have pictures with my posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight, I fell asleep on the couch at 9PM, and Chris played his videogame. Since I am HORRIBLE for trying to wake up when I am exhausted, Chris went to bed. I woke up at 2AM and crawled into bed and passed out again. This morning I was looking for my keys, and pulled up the couch cushion. The couch ATE MY CAMERA. My long lost camera, was under my ASS for two whole weeks! Argh!! Now I know where to look when I lose something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definately plan to have some great photos up this weekend. Mom's birthday from September, Halloween, and then probably tonight's pics. Planning to go to Average Joe's to see an ACDC cover band that are apparently really good. Chris got tickets through his work, and we are bringing along our friends Candace and James. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter has hit, and we've gotten a TON of snow. I plan to get some photo's of that too! Brrrrrr.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5324113135445122486?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5324113135445122486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5324113135445122486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5324113135445122486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5324113135445122486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-couch-ate-it.html' title='My Couch Ate It'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4457173871350101167</id><published>2010-11-04T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:51:44.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Preview</title><content type='html'>For the life of me I can't find my camera. AND IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS. I have some great photo's of my mom's 50th bday, and now Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole a few pictures from a friend to give you a sneak peak of Chris and I's outfit...along with a few others....&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TNMSfO0_caI/AAAAAAAABhs/erJdCmSZ5VE/s1600/halloween4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TNMSfO0_caI/AAAAAAAABhs/erJdCmSZ5VE/s400/halloween4.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We both had fangs...fun stuff! I guess you could call us Masquerade Vampires? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TNMTCrJYlVI/AAAAAAAABhw/Lck-op4QrOs/s1600/halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TNMTCrJYlVI/AAAAAAAABhw/Lck-op4QrOs/s400/halloween.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Twilah - Lady Gaga, Scuba Scott (my little bro) Alex as Princess Peach from Mario Brothers (my other bro's gf) and Dirk as a creepy poker player! &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've got a million better pics...but you must wait...till I locate my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SIGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4457173871350101167?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4457173871350101167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4457173871350101167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4457173871350101167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4457173871350101167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-preview.html' title='Halloween Preview'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TNMSfO0_caI/AAAAAAAABhs/erJdCmSZ5VE/s72-c/halloween4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6572573087758638844</id><published>2010-10-29T00:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T00:34:09.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. It's once again been way too long since I've last blogged. Last weekend Chris and I went to Calgary for a concert for my birthday. We went and saw Coheed and Cambria - my new music love. It was amazing, and then we took the friday off so that we could stay up in Calgary. We had a birthday party for Nikki, (Chris' brothers girlfriend) and then came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we decided to carve pumpkins and made a date with my brother Matt and his girlfriend Alex. We carved away and this is what we came up with...&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TMpquBRXlqI/AAAAAAAABho/fBoT9_Dz1nw/s1600/halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TMpquBRXlqI/AAAAAAAABho/fBoT9_Dz1nw/s400/halloween.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How about we make this a fun vote... which one is your favorite?! Then I will tell you who made who. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6572573087758638844?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6572573087758638844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6572573087758638844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6572573087758638844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6572573087758638844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TMpquBRXlqI/AAAAAAAABho/fBoT9_Dz1nw/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7261140269997721791</id><published>2010-10-18T00:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:12:59.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BINOO</title><content type='html'>My friend Rhianna just added a small addition to her family. A wee little puppy named Binoo. He's a cross between a terrier? and a maltese? I could be wrong, but all I know is that he is ABSOLUTELY adorable and I want one!! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TLYVTDboGQI/AAAAAAAABhM/jq6xPTrimw8/s1600/beeno1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TLYVTDboGQI/AAAAAAAABhM/jq6xPTrimw8/s1600/beeno1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He will only grow to be about 7 pounds and one of the reasons she choose this breed is because he won't shed and he is hypo-allergenic. Her son Brodyn has asthma so this is the perfect dog for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been online in awhile and I hope to post some more here in the next few days. I am heading up to Edmonton tomorrow morning (flight at 6am!) (and its now 12:12am!) and staying there until Wednesday in a hotel, so I'm sure I will have time to write more then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of got handed a promotion....but I will fill you all in the details later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should get some sleep, considering I have to get up in less than 5 hours...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7261140269997721791?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7261140269997721791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7261140269997721791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7261140269997721791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7261140269997721791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/10/binoo.html' title='BINOO'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TLYVTDboGQI/AAAAAAAABhM/jq6xPTrimw8/s72-c/beeno1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8486175556375582124</id><published>2010-10-04T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T16:20:36.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up Weekend</title><content type='html'>Things I love that I got to do this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hang out with my close friends.&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKpTInCVbAI/AAAAAAAABgg/wUuYt0RIGUQ/s1600/shelly+rae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKpTInCVbAI/AAAAAAAABgg/wUuYt0RIGUQ/s400/shelly+rae.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. Drink free beer (soccer party with free beer!) &lt;br /&gt;3. Spend time with Chris&lt;br /&gt;4. Shopping - bought a pair of pointed toe black heels from ZELLERS of all places for 20 bucks! &lt;br /&gt;5. Lunch with mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;6. Movie night/ junkfood night&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;8. Organize new place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get fairly caught up on sleep and relaxation this weekend, thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;I still don't feel 100%, but I'll get there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did YOU do this weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8486175556375582124?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8486175556375582124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8486175556375582124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8486175556375582124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8486175556375582124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/10/catch-up-weekend.html' title='Catch Up Weekend'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKpTInCVbAI/AAAAAAAABgg/wUuYt0RIGUQ/s72-c/shelly+rae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7964316891927775545</id><published>2010-09-29T09:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T09:32:06.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I received a card in the mail a few days ago from Velda and Anika, and she sent me a Forever 21 gift card.&amp;nbsp;(Thanks again Velda and Anika!)&amp;nbsp;I went online and grabbed a few accessories and pieces I loved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNaLfvn-9I/AAAAAAAABgE/aNjrs9Fw_QI/s1600/necklacebird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNaLfvn-9I/AAAAAAAABgE/aNjrs9Fw_QI/s400/necklacebird.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found this necklace and thought it was so sweet with the bird. I have been looking for a scoop necklace like this for some time. Then I found the belt below, and love how trendy it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNaPh4UVPI/AAAAAAAABgI/QQKPCO44ccg/s1600/v-neck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNaPh4UVPI/AAAAAAAABgI/QQKPCO44ccg/s320/v-neck.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNbyZn21_I/AAAAAAAABgM/IhIRK8gr3zc/s1600/cool+belt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNbyZn21_I/AAAAAAAABgM/IhIRK8gr3zc/s320/cool+belt.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I bought the above v-neck sweater in a bit of a darker grey color than this. It's just a classic piece that I find will be dressy enough to go with skirts, or with a pair of jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNZ_IscA4I/AAAAAAAABf4/dftz9DvY1zg/s1600/KNIT+DRESS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNZ_IscA4I/AAAAAAAABf4/dftz9DvY1zg/s320/KNIT+DRESS.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I bought this sweater dress and can't wait to try it on! I can pair it with leggings and boots for the winter too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNaIZYCgyI/AAAAAAAABgA/7hi395VICeQ/s1600/glasses+necklace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNaIZYCgyI/AAAAAAAABgA/7hi395VICeQ/s320/glasses+necklace.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This necklace is definately a conversation piece. I love F21's selection on jewelry, they have so much stuff to choose from! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7964316891927775545?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7964316891927775545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7964316891927775545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7964316891927775545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7964316891927775545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/birthday-fun.html' title='Birthday Fun!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKNaLfvn-9I/AAAAAAAABgE/aNjrs9Fw_QI/s72-c/necklacebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2811977668971223121</id><published>2010-09-28T15:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T15:04:41.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we are finally moved in! I still have&amp;nbsp;alot of boxes unpacked, but for the most part we have the kitchen and living room unpacked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJSPU752GI/AAAAAAAABfY/-DF0AQMVkyw/s1600/living+room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJSPU752GI/AAAAAAAABfY/-DF0AQMVkyw/s400/living+room.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The living room, with new flatscreen and&amp;nbsp;kitty house.&amp;nbsp;Sorry my camera phone is horrendous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJS40_IYeI/AAAAAAAABfk/KZv75hpvUzg/s1600/BATHROOM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJS40_IYeI/AAAAAAAABfk/KZv75hpvUzg/s400/BATHROOM.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bathroom. Completely not done. Picture on wall matches one on the other side which we will decorate the bathroom using those colors. (mostly just the bath curtain and the towels and such).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJU1_ifmgI/AAAAAAAABfo/A7T5d_DQX0c/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJU1_ifmgI/AAAAAAAABfo/A7T5d_DQX0c/s400/kitchen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kitchen/dining area. The cute little wooden table I love (it used to be my Oma's) and the kitchen island will be awesome for socializing or breakfast once we get some stools!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJWILQfziI/AAAAAAAABfs/9Da4dYSvT_0/s1600/dining+living.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJWILQfziI/AAAAAAAABfs/9Da4dYSvT_0/s400/dining+living.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where dining ends, and living starts. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJW76CrNkI/AAAAAAAABfw/c9J9p-vCUAc/s1600/office.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJW76CrNkI/AAAAAAAABfw/c9J9p-vCUAc/s400/office.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The office. (well, it will be)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJYL6iDEXI/AAAAAAAABf0/w9G_4iziWek/s1600/bed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJYL6iDEXI/AAAAAAAABf0/w9G_4iziWek/s400/bed.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bedroom...with absolutely no decor. It'll come. Oh - and look who's on our bed! It's BROWNIE! hahahaha This is the bear that Chris won me at the fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is still another large bedroom downstairs with a laundry room, and the garage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We can't be more proud of our little home! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now come over for dinner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2811977668971223121?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2811977668971223121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2811977668971223121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2811977668971223121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2811977668971223121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-we-are-finally-moved-in-i-still-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKJSPU752GI/AAAAAAAABfY/-DF0AQMVkyw/s72-c/living+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6896453940850621523</id><published>2010-09-27T13:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:07:52.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for things to start lookin up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKD5f_JaDUI/AAAAAAAABfQ/HGGXEh-AEmw/s1600/bridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKD5f_JaDUI/AAAAAAAABfQ/HGGXEh-AEmw/s400/bridge.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The past two weeks have been horrible. I may have thrown up some happy posts, but I've been feeling like crap for awhile. Between moving, working long days, going to Calgary for a course, moving, lack of sleep,&amp;nbsp;events on the weekends, and did I mention MOVING... it has been a bit of a gong show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life catches up with you and it all comes crashing down. I probably cried 87 times in the last 10 days which is ridiculous! Now that we are finally settled into the new (much bigger! much prettier! much better!) place, I think I can finally relax a little. We still have a pile of boxes unpacked in the garage, but the furniture and decor is coming together nicely. (Once I find my camera I can actually take some pictures and put up some updates). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar is loving the space and running around like a maniac - including up on the top shelves in the kitchen above the cupboards, much to our dismay. I need to figure out how to teach him not to go on or do things he's not supposed to. He really doesn't listen and it seems like nothing works. I'm trying to just lock him up in his kennel when he does something bad (which he HATES) so hopefully he will learn eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday a bunch of my friends got together to celebrate my big 25th bday. We went to Moxies and enjoyed dinner, desert and drinks. I had alot of fun besides being exhausted. When I was 18 I remember going out till all hours of the night. At 11:30 on saturday I was debating whether or not to stay for another, or go home to bed. Bed eventually won, and we were home no later than 12:30. I guess that's what happens when you get older.... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a MUCH better month...come on October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6896453940850621523?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6896453940850621523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6896453940850621523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6896453940850621523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6896453940850621523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-for-things-to-start-lookin-up.html' title='Time for things to start lookin up...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TKD5f_JaDUI/AAAAAAAABfQ/HGGXEh-AEmw/s72-c/bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6370678464900913681</id><published>2010-09-24T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:25:38.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am so sorry for the lack of posts! I have been moving, taking a course at SAIT, trying to organize my life, and now today is my bday! Here's a pic of the flowers I got from my parents...and my love! Pretty huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJ0XCcLCDmI/AAAAAAAABfI/PW0fKWZfhN8/s1600/flowers3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJ0XCcLCDmI/AAAAAAAABfI/PW0fKWZfhN8/s320/flowers3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; 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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJ0XHUkbfbI/AAAAAAAABfM/eiW79rasZIY/s1600/flowers2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJ0XHUkbfbI/AAAAAAAABfM/eiW79rasZIY/s320/flowers2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't turn this pic around for some reason, but you get the idea! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6370678464900913681?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6370678464900913681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6370678464900913681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6370678464900913681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6370678464900913681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJ0XCcLCDmI/AAAAAAAABfI/PW0fKWZfhN8/s72-c/flowers3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3612134262980999214</id><published>2010-09-16T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T14:23:09.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Makes Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my best friends (Pam)&amp;nbsp;just had her third baby 11 days ago. Here is little Ava Nicole with me, not even 1 day old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJJ577zdu5I/AAAAAAAABe4/v3wLnK-zHDY/s1600/pam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJJ577zdu5I/AAAAAAAABe4/v3wLnK-zHDY/s320/pam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's a little peanut, just like her brother and sister were when they were born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJJ52PwIU2I/AAAAAAAABew/hb9C_hPFOHI/s1600/pams+kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJJ52PwIU2I/AAAAAAAABew/hb9C_hPFOHI/s320/pams+kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the siblings together, and I DO believe the older ones are QUITE excited about the newest addition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE THEM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3612134262980999214?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3612134262980999214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3612134262980999214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3612134262980999214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3612134262980999214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-makes-three.html' title='Baby Makes Three'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJJ577zdu5I/AAAAAAAABe4/v3wLnK-zHDY/s72-c/pam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6670273919566299752</id><published>2010-09-15T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:51:43.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of you may be thinking, "Is there something you are hinting at here?" But I assure you, there is nothing I am hinting at, except possibly for Chris. Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have always loved jewelry, (even though I don't wear a ton of it.) and&amp;nbsp;have been looking at engagement rings recently, (a few times with Chris - don't worry Maaaaaw and mom, nothing's happening that I know of, no need to panic) and I didn't realize how many different types of engagement rings there are out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDzOvcBYqI/AAAAAAAABeI/kkm7CDdkaB8/s1600/me+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDzOvcBYqI/AAAAAAAABeI/kkm7CDdkaB8/s200/me+love.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First, I will show you the "type" of ring I am drawn to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(I don't of course know the terminology, so just roll with it...mmmmkay?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the vintage look. The one above I like, but don't like the spaces in between the center diamonds and the outer diamonds.&amp;nbsp;I love the thin band, it makes it look so delicate, especially on my long skinny fingers. :)&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDzTntfOiI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ezoy7IZN-7U/s1600/ring.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDzTntfOiI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ezoy7IZN-7U/s200/ring.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This style is Chris' favourite. It looks VERY bling bling, and I quite like it too. Even though I like the delicate look, the thick chunky look I like as well. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJD0INBFtCI/AAAAAAAABeY/gS2Tzd6Kpms/s1600/diamond2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJD0INBFtCI/AAAAAAAABeY/gS2Tzd6Kpms/s200/diamond2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's the in between rings I'm personally not a fan of. I have seen FAR too many of this style, and the three diamond trend is just not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJD0OUvWuwI/AAAAAAAABeg/66Tq0QKxeew/s1600/diamond.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJD0OUvWuwI/AAAAAAAABeg/66Tq0QKxeew/s200/diamond.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is another vintage type ring. Chris thinks that these are more of a ring you would just purchase to wear as a fashion ring, not an engagement ring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJD0SpAIGoI/AAAAAAAABeo/8HjA_2TOt_g/s1600/diamond3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJD0SpAIGoI/AAAAAAAABeo/8HjA_2TOt_g/s200/diamond3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just found this one today, and I quite like the simplicity of it. Its got a single diamond, which unlike others with a large single rock, doesn't look to gaudy. &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;Which one is your favourite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6670273919566299752?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6670273919566299752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6670273919566299752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6670273919566299752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6670273919566299752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/pretty.html' title='Pretty....'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDzOvcBYqI/AAAAAAAABeI/kkm7CDdkaB8/s72-c/me+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5890365595153321263</id><published>2010-09-15T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:07:24.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise Saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDu6wbWaHI/AAAAAAAABeA/KgEJvbz6MfY/s1600/haha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDu6wbWaHI/AAAAAAAABeA/KgEJvbz6MfY/s400/haha.jpg" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A wise person once told me, "When you got em by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you laugh at least once today. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5890365595153321263?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5890365595153321263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5890365595153321263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5890365595153321263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5890365595153321263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/wise-saying.html' title='Wise Saying'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TJDu6wbWaHI/AAAAAAAABeA/KgEJvbz6MfY/s72-c/haha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2874427407348908946</id><published>2010-09-09T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:05:33.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom turns 50 today.&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk6RPKbYrI/AAAAAAAABc4/5S1Ctzr-JlI/s1600/mom3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk6RPKbYrI/AAAAAAAABc4/5S1Ctzr-JlI/s320/mom3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can’t believe she has already reached this wonderful milestone. It feels like not that long ago I was a wee one still in school. I have vague memories of living in a house with her and Matt after Murray passed away from an illness (Mom’s first husband…and I was only between the ages of 1 and 3) and even though they may just be blended visions of stories I’ve only heard, I like to think I remember them clearly. I have a photo of Christmas 1985, when I was only 3 months old, sitting in front of the Christmas tree with Murray and Mom. I cherish that photo since it’s one of the only family photo’s I remember from that time, when it was only me and them, their adopted baby girl finally at home. Shortly after, Murray passed away. The strength mom must have had during this time, raising me, and pregnant with Matt is amazing. She's a strong woman! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk60CGH7xI/AAAAAAAABdA/8zuAWJE17lU/s1600/dad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk60CGH7xI/AAAAAAAABdA/8zuAWJE17lU/s320/dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mom met Dad (Al, the man I have called and loved as my father ever since I can remember) through church (I believe) and they planned to get married. They got married in April 1989, when I was only four. Matt and I had the privilege of being mom and dad’s ring-bearer and flower girl. I remember dancing and running around during the reception. I went to the washroom and remember seeing my mom cry. Feeling sad that she was crying, I started to cry too. Mom exclaimed, “These are happy tears! Don’t cry!” I think I had a hard time understanding that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then, in 1990, mom and dad had our brother Scott. I don’t remember too much about his birth, but remember that I was suddenly outnumbered by boys. A year later, my sister Alyssa was born and then numbers evened out. Unfortunately, the girls STILL are the brunt of most jokes in our household. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk9LC-wKiI/AAAAAAAABdY/jlrc8nm-Qzs/s1600/mattandme.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk9LC-wKiI/AAAAAAAABdY/jlrc8nm-Qzs/s320/mattandme.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matt and I, circa 1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom was a full time house-wife, making lunches for school daily, keeping care of the household and attempting to manage our incredibly messy rooms. (One technique awhile later, ended up just having to shut the doors). Ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She decided to work part-time during my junior high and partial high school years. I remember loving the fact that we got to drive in with her every morning and night, and not have to take the dreaded bus to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After some time, she decided to no longer work at the school and stayed at home. She now works part-time for a construction company (which her good friend owns) doing office work. I know full well they give her a hard time there too…all in fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk7ToJIjMI/AAAAAAAABdQ/lnsmT8fxCCg/s1600/family.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk7ToJIjMI/AAAAAAAABdQ/lnsmT8fxCCg/s320/family.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Matt, Scott and Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;From family Christmas Eve nights (which I look forward to EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR.) to our camping trips, our family birthday dinners, our gallivanting around the farm, our coffee times in the shop, the tears, the giggles and everything in between, I cherish every single year my momma has celebrated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mom – you may not be too thrilled about turning the big 5-0, but I have loved every single minute of all the 25 years you have been a part of my life. Without your and Murray’s determination for adopting that baby girl 25 years ago, and your hope and faith and the thrill of being pregnant with Matt, meeting and loving Dad and having Scott and Ali which made our family complete, we wouldn’t be where we are today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You are such an inspiration. You have taught me so many things on how to be a better woman. You’ve cried along with me when I’ve been sad, even if it was just a stupid boy that hurt my heart. You have laughed with me till we have tears of joy streaming down our cheeks – just like the night of your wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I love you so incredibly much and wish you the best of all birthdays!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(Dangit…now I’m tearin up like a ball of mush…THAT, mother, I believe is from you. Who’s the ones always crying at movies and T.V shows and get made fun of by the rest of the family? Yup, you and me). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Happy 50TH Mom!!! &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/2938368793624260925-2874427407348908946?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2874427407348908946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2874427407348908946&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2874427407348908946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2874427407348908946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-mom-turns-50-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIk6RPKbYrI/AAAAAAAABc4/5S1Ctzr-JlI/s72-c/mom3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2780034579496985158</id><published>2010-09-09T13:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T13:06:40.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Possession</title><content type='html'>We get to move as of September 18th! AND DON'T HAVE TO PAY EXTRA! I am so excited! Nice little 25th birthday present for me I think. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2780034579496985158?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2780034579496985158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2780034579496985158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2780034579496985158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2780034579496985158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/possession.html' title='Possession'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8061652858124252314</id><published>2010-09-07T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:43:33.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo's of New Place</title><content type='html'>So we haven't moved yet, but these are the pictures that were sent to us before we had a chance to look at the place...What do ya think? I'm pretty excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajenAsYxI/AAAAAAAABcQ/hnYPHM67IwA/s1600/house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajenAsYxI/AAAAAAAABcQ/hnYPHM67IwA/s400/house.jpg" 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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajid5DydI/AAAAAAAABcY/g-17suqSg1U/s1600/back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajid5DydI/AAAAAAAABcY/g-17suqSg1U/s400/back.jpg" 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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajl8EvB-I/AAAAAAAABcg/dZJbfkI6q00/s1600/entrance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajl8EvB-I/AAAAAAAABcg/dZJbfkI6q00/s400/entrance.jpg" 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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajpbVHKJI/AAAAAAAABco/7P5clLtFLFE/s1600/living+room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajpbVHKJI/AAAAAAAABco/7P5clLtFLFE/s400/living+room.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to have YOU over for dinner. Ya, you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8061652858124252314?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8061652858124252314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8061652858124252314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8061652858124252314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8061652858124252314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/photos-of-new-place.html' title='Photo&apos;s of New Place'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIajenAsYxI/AAAAAAAABcQ/hnYPHM67IwA/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6050852761112519929</id><published>2010-09-07T11:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:47:15.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Got A New Place!</title><content type='html'>As of October 1st, Chris and I will be moving to the WEST side! We had never thought we would move out to the west side, but figure it's pro's outweigh it's cons. It is a 3 bedroom house, about 10 years old. It has a large master bedroom (with 2 huge closets) and a smaller office size room. The kitchen has a LOT more space than our apartment, and even an island! Oooooooh...haha. It has a fair size deck off the kitchen, and a cute little landscaped yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom has much more counter space than we are used to, and alot more storage. The basement has a large 3rd bedroom that we can use for guests, along with a washer and dryer. The other part of the basement is rented by an older lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plus, is it has a single car garage for Chris' car! (Come on, I knew I was going to be deligated to the street for parking) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our rent at our current apartment increased, and since heat is included and we had NO HEAT WHATSOEVER&amp;nbsp;this past winter, we figured it's time to move on. Our rent will only increase by about $50 each! We scored a pretty good deal I think! Pictures to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6050852761112519929?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6050852761112519929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6050852761112519929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6050852761112519929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6050852761112519929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-got-new-place.html' title='We Got A New Place!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2870297828664778404</id><published>2010-09-06T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:25:05.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Candace and James Tie the Knot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW6V6EiLTI/AAAAAAAABbo/drDd8EBioD4/s1600/P1060984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW6V6EiLTI/AAAAAAAABbo/drDd8EBioD4/s400/P1060984.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW6lnyoslI/AAAAAAAABbw/Jatg7hGgoxY/s1600/P1060991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW6lnyoslI/AAAAAAAABbw/Jatg7hGgoxY/s400/P1060991.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Phil, Tim, Chris and Andrew&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW6uuINH6I/AAAAAAAABb4/IwRlrjR_oxA/s1600/P1070017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW6uuINH6I/AAAAAAAABb4/IwRlrjR_oxA/s400/P1070017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and Craig Jr, and Craig&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW7EUiPJtI/AAAAAAAABcA/5kjhGczFETk/s1600/P1070021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW7EUiPJtI/AAAAAAAABcA/5kjhGczFETk/s400/P1070021.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I caught the bouquet...this is Chris' impressed face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW7bGEORdI/AAAAAAAABcI/jyfhSN7eQDQ/s1600/P1070048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW7bGEORdI/AAAAAAAABcI/jyfhSN7eQDQ/s400/P1070048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and the English mates... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2870297828664778404?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2870297828664778404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2870297828664778404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2870297828664778404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2870297828664778404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/09/candace-and-james-tie-knot.html' title='Candace and James Tie the Knot'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TIW5x5fTxmI/AAAAAAAABbY/sNBeUntQ60Y/s72-c/P1060966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2289385878920677450</id><published>2010-08-30T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:05:47.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times at the Fair!</title><content type='html'>Friday night, Chris and I decided we would check out good ol' Whoop Up Days and go to the fair. We arrived around 8PM and after paying $12 each to get in, then $5 for a bag of mini-donuts (come on, you know you ALWAYS have to get mini donuts when you go the fair) plus $25 in tickets to go on a few rides, we already blew $55 bucks in a matter of minutes. But, it was SO worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris loves the Zipper, and I had been on it&amp;nbsp;- but quite long ago. I agreed that it&amp;nbsp;was one ride we should get on. We stood in line, and waited while the crazy carnival worker yelled at a bunch of teens being rowdy in line. I watched as he mechanically slammed the pin into the gated door of each two person seat after they sat down and hollered, "Hold on to the black bars in front of you!" And if you didn't? He would repeat, "HOLD. ON. TO. THE. BLACK. BARS!!!!!!!!!!" I was seriously debating going on this ride after hearing him yell like that at some kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the front of the line and I made sure I grabbed those black bars the second I was seated. I wasn't getting yelled at by some guy who controlled the outcome of my life with a single metal pin holding a rickity door while it flipped around crazily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he shut the door I realized how long my legs were, they were jammed so tightly I had to sit up so my ankles wouldn't break! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The ride is slow at first as we only move a few feet as each person after us gets on. As it started I nervously looked over at Chris and at that moment we flipped upside-down and side to side. I was laughing and screaming so much,&amp;nbsp;I could barely keep it together. I forgot how much my stomach turned as the ride went along and Chris was laughing histerically at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THwMK5R469I/AAAAAAAABbI/mQDAK-1iz0Q/s1600/zipper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THwMK5R469I/AAAAAAAABbI/mQDAK-1iz0Q/s400/zipper.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you who don't know, this is the zipper. Just picture this and add a bunch of rust and paint discoloration and lose bolts and rickity-ness. That's what we were on. Scaaaaaaary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, Chris and I wandered over to one of the carnival games where you have to shoot a water-gun to a target and make your teddy bear rise up to the top and beat out any other players. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THwNu4kHXZI/AAAAAAAABbQ/po8_1-I0-vg/s1600/carnival.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THwNu4kHXZI/AAAAAAAABbQ/po8_1-I0-vg/s400/carnival.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Something kind of like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris lost at first to an 8 year old girl...lol. But it was basically all about hitting the target exactly as the buzzer goes off and not moving it an inch. He and I both tried it again and this time he won and told me to pick a teddy bear. Score! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, we went on the zipper again, but it wasn't the same. Maybe crazy carnival worker went faster than the other guy who controlled it the second time we were on. I had to laugh because as we got on he said, "Make sure you hold onto the black bars, because if you don't, you will die." At least he had a sense of humor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2289385878920677450?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2289385878920677450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2289385878920677450&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2289385878920677450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2289385878920677450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-times-at-fair.html' title='Fun Times at the Fair!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THwMK5R469I/AAAAAAAABbI/mQDAK-1iz0Q/s72-c/zipper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6752684812414877655</id><published>2010-08-26T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:56:01.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to shop</title><content type='html'>Yup. I like to shop. Surprise eh! I recently started checking out Forever 21's &lt;a href="http://canada.forever21.com/?gclid=CIm47pj116MCFUf75wodBn5YuA"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have a store in Calgary at the Cross Iron Mills mall. I heard it can be hard to find things in the actual store, since they have a ton of stuff. I have never been, I've only ordered online. They usually have awesome sales (shoe for 10 bucks! and they are hot strappy heels!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now they have a promotion going on for all orders over $40 will get free shipping. I've ordered 2 jackets and a headband and got it all for $42! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth a look. So I thought I'd share. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6752684812414877655?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6752684812414877655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6752684812414877655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6752684812414877655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6752684812414877655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-like-to-shop.html' title='I like to shop'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8083282873627968083</id><published>2010-08-25T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:33:33.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I always have REALLY strange dreams. Lastnight for example, I dream't that my hand got nearly lopped off by a machete. I was holding my hand to make sure it didn't fall off, and hoping I could hold it long enough that the skin would grow back and it would re-attach. (WHAT!?!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and realized my wrist was hurting so bad! I must have slept on it weird, hence the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have recurring dreams when I was younger too. I always dream't that a witch was chasing me. I would run and run and run and finally find a spot to hide (usually under a totally non-conspicuous table...figure that one&amp;nbsp;out) and then in my dream I would squeeze my eyes shut really tight while "hiding" under the table, and when I opened them, I'd be awake in my bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do YOU dream about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8083282873627968083?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8083282873627968083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8083282873627968083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8083282873627968083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8083282873627968083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6352182821715600936</id><published>2010-08-24T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:19:28.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad and Nicole's Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZXrT9LZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/5oo47DLgXRo/s1600/wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZXrT9LZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/5oo47DLgXRo/s400/wedding.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What an AWESOME day their wedding was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Brad and Nicole - signing the marriage certificate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZbSxB_EI/AAAAAAAABaA/gzqvQorbbgU/s1600/wedding2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZbSxB_EI/AAAAAAAABaA/gzqvQorbbgU/s400/wedding2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My bro Matt and his girlfriend Alex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZvaGLhII/AAAAAAAABbA/ij0fjsHNO4M/s1600/wedding15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZvaGLhII/AAAAAAAABbA/ij0fjsHNO4M/s400/wedding15.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nicole and her Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had their wedding outdoors at Leitch Colliaries in the Crowsnest Pass. It was beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZjKxAWvI/AAAAAAAABaI/IfG8noBxsrU/s1600/wedding4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZjKxAWvI/AAAAAAAABaI/IfG8noBxsrU/s400/wedding4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Genieva, Stefan, my sister Ali and her boyfriend Travis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZkGNUHnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/0hm6qUxmr-0/s1600/wedding5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZkGNUHnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/0hm6qUxmr-0/s400/wedding5.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friends Candace and Michelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZmelT2aI/AAAAAAAABaY/oTCyX7fDk-k/s1600/wedding6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZmelT2aI/AAAAAAAABaY/oTCyX7fDk-k/s400/wedding6.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Myself and Travis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZnkx5SKI/AAAAAAAABag/LedS3ND6LFc/s1600/wedding7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZnkx5SKI/AAAAAAAABag/LedS3ND6LFc/s400/wedding7.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ali and Travis - been dating for like 3.5 years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZooeYx8I/AAAAAAAABao/oQ8tXjIiM34/s1600/wedding9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZooeYx8I/AAAAAAAABao/oQ8tXjIiM34/s400/wedding9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;Poppa and my man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZqT_vTQI/AAAAAAAABaw/9dpt9R1O6eg/s1600/wedding10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZqT_vTQI/AAAAAAAABaw/9dpt9R1O6eg/s320/wedding10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the boys in my family - Travis, brother Scott, Dad Al, Chris and bro Matty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a good lookin bunch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZsdL5d-I/AAAAAAAABa4/BZgDeV7Juic/s1600/wedding13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZsdL5d-I/AAAAAAAABa4/BZgDeV7Juic/s320/wedding13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my love! &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 think everyone had a bit TOO much fun. But it was so worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6352182821715600936?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6352182821715600936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6352182821715600936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6352182821715600936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6352182821715600936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/brad-and-nicoles-wedding.html' title='Brad and Nicole&apos;s Wedding!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/THQZXrT9LZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/5oo47DLgXRo/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2746883764131350115</id><published>2010-08-20T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:54:08.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family and Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TG65rmjU-_I/AAAAAAAABZg/oGwRFdFXCYo/s1600/girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TG65rmjU-_I/AAAAAAAABZg/oGwRFdFXCYo/s400/girls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know what I would do without my friends. Or my family for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I drove out to the farm to spend time with my family that are all here for my cousin's wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never have more fun then when I am with them. We laughed, we drank some wine, we sang, we hollered, we attempted to attack Uncle Mike, we ate, we watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owGykVbfgUE"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; since my american family hadn't seen it yet and laughed some more. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TG67mcH_KVI/AAAAAAAABZo/cU5R4dGZ8KY/s1600/brad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TG67mcH_KVI/AAAAAAAABZo/cU5R4dGZ8KY/s400/brad.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My cousin Brad is getting married tomorrow and I think it will be one of the best weddings this year. Brad and I grew up together on the farm that our Grandpa started and were in the same grade and have many of the same friends. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TG7A_NO8aSI/AAAAAAAABZw/89gayVYYrUA/s1600/girls.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TG7A_NO8aSI/AAAAAAAABZw/89gayVYYrUA/s400/girls.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am sure I will have a TON of great photos from the wedding. Cheers to family and friends! What would I do without you!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2746883764131350115?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2746883764131350115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2746883764131350115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2746883764131350115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2746883764131350115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-and-friends.html' title='Family and Friends'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TG65rmjU-_I/AAAAAAAABZg/oGwRFdFXCYo/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7373148547415769925</id><published>2010-08-16T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:15:27.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend my girlfriends and I did alot of hanging out! I ended up going to Calgary and stayed at the Hyatt for some girl/pamper time. I'll have more pics once my friends send them to me. Fun times! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGmnNLaqMhI/AAAAAAAABZA/aRv498T8Htw/s1600/girls3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGmnNLaqMhI/AAAAAAAABZA/aRv498T8Htw/s400/girls3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Moi, Rhianna and Tracy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGmnQmBVsoI/AAAAAAAABZI/UOaAjY8ZaUI/s1600/girls2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGmnQmBVsoI/AAAAAAAABZI/UOaAjY8ZaUI/s320/girls2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGmnRkQzFNI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Gs-nqyR66Qo/s1600/moi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGmnRkQzFNI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Gs-nqyR66Qo/s640/moi.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took this photo of myself since I tried out some fake eyelashes...ha! Can you tell?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next three weekends I will be occupying myself with weddings! This weekend is my cousin Brad's wedding and I can't wait...I haven't seen some of this family for awhile so it will be great to see everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this week flies by........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7373148547415769925?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7373148547415769925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7373148547415769925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7373148547415769925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7373148547415769925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/ladies-weekend.html' title='Ladies Weekend'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGmnNLaqMhI/AAAAAAAABZA/aRv498T8Htw/s72-c/girls3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4772254615074920766</id><published>2010-08-13T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:46:54.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waitress</title><content type='html'>I used to be waitress. So I have a very strong opinion when it comes to all things waitress/waiter related. When I first started, I was quite shy, and learned to overcome my fear of being put into an unfamiliar situation with unfamiliar faces. The regulars gave me a hard time from the start, and that's basically how I finally got comfortable, after getting teased for awhile to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things that I can't stand... (which I am sure some with disagree with me for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Tipping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it when people don't tip.&amp;nbsp;Keep in mind, I am no longer a server, and am not stating this for my benefit. As a server, they bust their asses running around the restaurant/lounge making sure every single person is happy as pie. If you decide to go and pay to have your meal served, make sure you have enough money to leave at least a 10% tip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNLESS.... your server is a complete moron. I had never NOT left a tip while dining out, and went to a certain establishment with a friend. We sat down, and waited for about 10 minutes while the waitress flirted with her supervisor. She FINALLY came over and asked us if we were eating and needed menu's. Since we knew what we were having, we ordered our food. As I was about to order a beverage (as most people do when in a restaurant) the waitress turned and walked away while giggling at this moronic supervisor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...what? I waited till she headed back our way and stated, "Is it possible to order a drink?" She laughed and said oh ya, what do ya want? (Nice tone, woman) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered our drink, ate our food when it came, (which wasn't that good, and she never asked how our food was or if we wanted more to drink)&amp;nbsp;and then went to the front to pay. I didn't feel a teeny tiny bit of guilt as the machine asked, "Tip?" and I firmly pushed NO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Over flirtatious patrons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize if you are hired to work in an establishment where they primarily serve alcohol, you are going to hear some pretty awful things. I didn't mind if someone said, "Hey pretty girl, can I order another drink?" or&amp;nbsp;places their hand on your arm or shoulder while they order a drink. BUT don't even think about places your hands ANYWHERE else. &lt;br /&gt;Don't whistle, snap or yell HEY! You probably won't get the greatest service, and I really wouldn't care if I didn't get a tip from you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Relating to number 1 - Leaving it up to your drunk friends to give the tip&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working a long 10 hour shift once, and after serving food and drinks to a group of 20 guys for 7! hours, about 80% of them decided it was time to go. The tab had reached almost $800 and they cleared the bill, without leaving a tip. The one guy says to me, "Billy will take care of you...he's going to stick around with the other guys and make sure you get a good tip." Of course I assumed this may not happen but once again they are not entitled to tip. I heard him holler at "Billy" to take care of me at the end of the night with a nice tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time last call rolls around, Billy and his few friends have already racked up another $300 or so. He hands me $320 and says, "There you go sweetie. Buy yourself somethin nice." (Please realize I had cut him off from anymore alcohol but I believe it may have been too late).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was MORTIFIED. $1100 tab for the night, and I got $20?! Remember the 10% rule? 10% of $1100 is $110.00... and once again I know I am not entitled to a tip, but expected a little something more than $20 bucks. I ended up splitting with the cook, and took home $10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was actually wanting to tell you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I went for sushi lastnight and ordered our food. Our server brought us our sushi, and exclaimed, "Oh! I forgot your chopsticks! I will bring them right over." She then proceeded to grab another tables set of drinks, have another patron pay for their meal with debit and THEN&amp;nbsp;come over and give us our chopsticks. We waited probably 8 minutes to eat our food. While we stared at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4772254615074920766?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4772254615074920766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4772254615074920766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4772254615074920766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4772254615074920766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/waitress.html' title='Waitress'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-6059452264141444944</id><published>2010-08-11T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:21:28.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Need to Watch This</title><content type='html'>Chris and I watched America's Got Talent last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGMiVwo6BdI/AAAAAAAABY4/hScEwJS-v_s/s1600/jackie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGMiVwo6BdI/AAAAAAAABY4/hScEwJS-v_s/s320/jackie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;this 10 year old little girl &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnR0fzhDD3I"&gt;BLEW US AWAY. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click above to be amazed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-6059452264141444944?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/6059452264141444944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=6059452264141444944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6059452264141444944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/6059452264141444944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-need-to-watch-this.html' title='You Need to Watch This'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGMiVwo6BdI/AAAAAAAABY4/hScEwJS-v_s/s72-c/jackie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-8650370278581346054</id><published>2010-08-10T15:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:04:05.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Outfits and Better Pics...thanks to people who remember their camera at wedding receptions....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8dvhYbWI/AAAAAAAABYI/WOloTumLl74/s1600/michelle3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8dvhYbWI/AAAAAAAABYI/WOloTumLl74/s640/michelle3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Myself and Nikki rockin the fishnets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8izcOB0I/AAAAAAAABYQ/YLcM_c47CQo/s1600/wedding4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8izcOB0I/AAAAAAAABYQ/YLcM_c47CQo/s400/wedding4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Clay and Nikki all matchy-poo and lookin fab! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8n9Q4vdI/AAAAAAAABYY/oUVO-lZBCvI/s1600/wedding2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8n9Q4vdI/AAAAAAAABYY/oUVO-lZBCvI/s400/wedding2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful bride Steph and Nikki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8ro58-yI/AAAAAAAABYg/dOyhiOpGg50/s1600/weddign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8ro58-yI/AAAAAAAABYg/dOyhiOpGg50/s400/weddign.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris' cheese smile. We stole Clay's camera and took goofy pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8vfNV3XI/AAAAAAAABYo/qHHhcPiGk64/s1600/wedding3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8vfNV3XI/AAAAAAAABYo/qHHhcPiGk64/s400/wedding3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my friends pointed out the fact that I look intoxicated.&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;See this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG88UU6IMI/AAAAAAAABYw/8YLQLTFEyH8/s1600/wine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG88UU6IMI/AAAAAAAABYw/8YLQLTFEyH8/s320/wine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We may have grabbed extra wine off a table that had no one sitting at it, and I may have drank the whole thing all to myself. May have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-8650370278581346054?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/8650370278581346054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=8650370278581346054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8650370278581346054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/8650370278581346054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/full-outfits-and-better-picsthanks-to.html' title='Full Outfits and Better Pics...thanks to people who remember their camera at wedding receptions....'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGG8dvhYbWI/AAAAAAAABYI/WOloTumLl74/s72-c/michelle3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4523481878203056399</id><published>2010-08-09T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:31:40.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding 1 of 3 this month...</title><content type='html'>Two weekends ago, Chris and I went for supper to my friends Pam and Loren's house. We had a bbq and hung out with the kids, who are entertaining as always. Pam is expecting baby number&amp;nbsp;3, and so it was nice to hang out before the baby comes and life&amp;nbsp;gets more hectic&amp;nbsp;for them. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5dHBPaJI/AAAAAAAABXY/3IhBDhQt24s/s1600/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5dHBPaJI/AAAAAAAABXY/3IhBDhQt24s/s400/kids.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mason and Tae Tae (Taylor) :)&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;This past weekend we attending the 1920's theme wedding I told you all about. It was a blast! Unfortunately, I didn't take alot of photos, but I will be stealing some from a few friends to post later, to show my entire outfit with Chris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5jgow5JI/AAAAAAAABXg/clFY7aYDg9I/s1600/wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5jgow5JI/AAAAAAAABXg/clFY7aYDg9I/s400/wedding.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steph and Ryan (LOVE her headpiece)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5oRPdtII/AAAAAAAABXo/sYDy5D3CPAQ/s1600/wedding3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5oRPdtII/AAAAAAAABXo/sYDy5D3CPAQ/s400/wedding3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan had some GREAT shoes as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5sldTjHI/AAAAAAAABXw/aPh2LmRVVzs/s1600/wedding4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5sldTjHI/AAAAAAAABXw/aPh2LmRVVzs/s400/wedding4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The ring bearers...how cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5vk94sAI/AAAAAAAABX4/_uHVpmLGj-0/s1600/wedding5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5vk94sAI/AAAAAAAABX4/_uHVpmLGj-0/s400/wedding5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nikki and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(headband from Forever 21...got it for $2.99!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5zz_mSPI/AAAAAAAABYA/w6ehCK2q228/s1600/wedding6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5zz_mSPI/AAAAAAAABYA/w6ehCK2q228/s400/wedding6.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and I. &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;Overall it was an awesome day. The weather was HOT, and the reception was fantastic. Got to meet a few of Chris' friends from his highschool days which was neat too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Steph and Ryan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4523481878203056399?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4523481878203056399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4523481878203056399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4523481878203056399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4523481878203056399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/wedding-1-of-3-this-month.html' title='Wedding 1 of 3 this month...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TGA5dHBPaJI/AAAAAAAABXY/3IhBDhQt24s/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-1738289929800386556</id><published>2010-08-05T16:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T16:33:55.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20's themed Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Chris and I are attending a 1920's themed wedding this weekend. We totally have nothing planned really to wear, but I hope to throw together something. I have a one shoulder red dress, kind of like this one: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFs6TBfOMSI/AAAAAAAABXI/II5s1CoWyXI/s1600/red+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFs6TBfOMSI/AAAAAAAABXI/II5s1CoWyXI/s400/red+dress.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Minus the pouffy shoulder (its just flat on my shoulder) and the skirt is pleated with pockets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I plan to wear it with closed toed Mary Jane type shoes in black (which would be much more 20's style) or a pair of fancy heels like above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I then hope to find (keeping fingers crossed) a black boa and black gloves today or tomorrow. I also have a black headband with little feathers and jewels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My hair is pretty long, and the style back then was quite short. I hope to throw up a bun, with some twists on the side like so: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFs8JQXbmpI/AAAAAAAABXQ/F80DTiDnvXg/s1600/hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFs8JQXbmpI/AAAAAAAABXQ/F80DTiDnvXg/s320/hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully I can do this on my own! Should be fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-1738289929800386556?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/1738289929800386556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=1738289929800386556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1738289929800386556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1738289929800386556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/08/20s-themed-wedding.html' title='20&apos;s themed Wedding'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFs6TBfOMSI/AAAAAAAABXI/II5s1CoWyXI/s72-c/red+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2734596552264476716</id><published>2010-07-30T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:00:47.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo</title><content type='html'>When I was young(er), I decided it would be a good idea to get a tattoo on my shoulder. I decided on the color blue, and some flowers. (What on earth was I thinking!?) I don't HATE it, but I don't love it. Its on my left shoulder and I wish I really would have done some stronger thinking before I permanently engraved it onto my skin. Hopefully I can have something done with it, either altered or added to slightly to make it have more meaning. &lt;br /&gt;Now, onto a possible tattoo that will have meaning to me. I have always thought about getting another one, most likely on my foot or somewhere where I can hide it if need be. The phrase I love is written in French...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; 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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFL1prAP8rI/AAAAAAAABXA/ivBekIxuPCo/s1600/tattoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFL1prAP8rI/AAAAAAAABXA/ivBekIxuPCo/s320/tattoo.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am quite the fan of the pretty calligraphy writing, but&amp;nbsp;will play with it a little to get it&amp;nbsp;how I want. The phrase means, the joy of life,&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;live joyfully. I heard about how the phrase is commonly used in France and find that for me, living life full of joy is what I strive for.&amp;nbsp;I have never been&amp;nbsp;very confident in myself (though sometimes I may come across as though I am) and have had issues with self esteem ever since I&amp;nbsp;can remember. I've come a long way in the last year and love what this phrase means to me. Do you have any tattoos? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2734596552264476716?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2734596552264476716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2734596552264476716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2734596552264476716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2734596552264476716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/07/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFL1prAP8rI/AAAAAAAABXA/ivBekIxuPCo/s72-c/tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-1672424490756103494</id><published>2010-07-29T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:13:25.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen Photos</title><content type='html'>My mom doesn't have facebook, which I believe is a sad, sad thing. I mean, I realize I have a facebook addiction, and mom doesn't really care for such things, but I always say to her, "Did you see that picture of Uncle so-and-so?" or "Can you believe how grown up so-and-so looks?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she usually says no, since she doesn't have facebook. She's no technology slump though, as she loves to email and go online. She just doesn't have facebook. You need facebook mom...ok? I will be your friend, and so will SO MANY others. I betcha she is just ROLLING her eyes right now. (She's allowed to though, since I deserve eye rolls as I was the eye rolling queen at about age 16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I decided to pull off some photos of my cousins from my dad's side and send them to her. They all live about 5 hours away (which I realize is not that far after driving to Tofino this summer, but for some reason its years till we see eachother..and an aunt and uncle and 2 cousins in Virginia who we only see during weddings..thanks for coming out again Uncle Mike, Auntie Grace, Joel and Jordan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some that I love... &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG0nFu5zoI/AAAAAAAABWA/-Upedf3LV7M/s1600/fam2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG0nFu5zoI/AAAAAAAABWA/-Upedf3LV7M/s400/fam2.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caitlin &amp;amp; Geneiva - beauties! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG0sOsyrPI/AAAAAAAABWI/noSWrgP4qzY/s1600/fam5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG0sOsyrPI/AAAAAAAABWI/noSWrgP4qzY/s400/fam5.jpg" 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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG0wqXlM_I/AAAAAAAABWQ/tvzm-LI8V_M/s1600/fam6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG0wqXlM_I/AAAAAAAABWQ/tvzm-LI8V_M/s400/fam6.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyria and Geneiva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG00yr6LiI/AAAAAAAABWY/8eyVaENH-Eg/s1600/fam7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG00yr6LiI/AAAAAAAABWY/8eyVaENH-Eg/s320/fam7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cool Cam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG08aGpPeI/AAAAAAAABWg/eIy4tEte2b8/s1600/fam11.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG08aGpPeI/AAAAAAAABWg/eIy4tEte2b8/s400/fam11.bmp" width="351" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan and Uncle Mike...yes, we are a strange bunch. &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG1GkkqQLI/AAAAAAAABWo/sd3_8kS5o80/s1600/fam9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG1GkkqQLI/AAAAAAAABWo/sd3_8kS5o80/s400/fam9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Auntie Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG1OMFLNHI/AAAAAAAABWw/ccXxOdRrI4w/s1600/fam12.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG1OMFLNHI/AAAAAAAABWw/ccXxOdRrI4w/s400/fam12.bmp" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kim &amp;amp; Stefan, future husband and wife and soon to be doctor of the family (Stefan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG1Y8_0ARI/AAAAAAAABW4/uLGfaYvzgsM/s1600/fam10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG1Y8_0ARI/AAAAAAAABW4/uLGfaYvzgsM/s400/fam10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grace, Mike, Joel and Jordan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love random odd photo's such as these...popular in this family! &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;Well, my cousin Brad is getting married in August here in Alberta. I can't wait to see everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-1672424490756103494?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/1672424490756103494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=1672424490756103494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1672424490756103494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1672424490756103494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/07/stolen-photos.html' title='Stolen Photos'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFG0nFu5zoI/AAAAAAAABWA/-Upedf3LV7M/s72-c/fam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7127470421830093957</id><published>2010-07-28T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:09:23.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Storms</title><content type='html'>Monday night, there was a huge rainstorm that came through our area. Well, lightning storm I guess. Chris and I stood on our balcony for about a half hour around 11:30PM and took some pictures and video. I have a few pics, but really want to upload the video. It's phenomenal! I sound like an excited 4 year old, which is also entertaining. Hopefully I can upload it soon! &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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFB_V7IYJWI/AAAAAAAABVo/NPZfUTSV2Go/s1600/lightning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFB_V7IYJWI/AAAAAAAABVo/NPZfUTSV2Go/s400/lightning.jpg" 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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFCADEAf5NI/AAAAAAAABVw/3-aRBLVJvvY/s1600/lightning3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFCADEAf5NI/AAAAAAAABVw/3-aRBLVJvvY/s400/lightning3.jpg" 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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFCAGwt5PeI/AAAAAAAABV4/_D_N87ZN78k/s1600/lightning4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFCAGwt5PeI/AAAAAAAABV4/_D_N87ZN78k/s400/lightning4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This last shot captured the intensity of the lightning's brightness. It was nearly daylight for a split second!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7127470421830093957?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7127470421830093957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7127470421830093957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7127470421830093957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7127470421830093957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-storms.html' title='Summer Storms'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TFB_V7IYJWI/AAAAAAAABVo/NPZfUTSV2Go/s72-c/lightning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-4779617086962853721</id><published>2010-07-22T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:32:42.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger Love</title><content type='html'>So the other day, after ball, Chris and I went to the movie gallery on the west side that was closing. They had great deals on movies so we thought we would take a look. I wander towards the wall where the TV series were stored and browsed through what they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy walks up, points to the first disc of season 1 of Heroes and states, "It's so annoying how people randomly purchase different parts of seasons, and then leave random selections. Who's going to buy season 1, episodes 4-8 and then episodes 12-16 without getting the others?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I agreed whole-heartedly, I nodded and said, "Ya, that is kind of annoying. Who know's!" Figuring that was going to be the last of his vocal opinion, I continued to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like seriously, this is so annoying!" He pipes up again. Once again, being polite, I nod. Glancing over at Chris I shrug my shoulders and give him a look that says, "My this guy is chatty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continues to ramble on and then turns his head and look at me. "Oh, my...uh...crap, I totally thought you were...uh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quickly walks off muttering, "I am so embarrased. As if I just did that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks over to his girlfriend and says to her, "I thought that girl was you! I just had a huge conversation with her on how its stupid that there aren't full series of TV shows available to buy. We need to leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to laugh as she laughs at him and look over at Chris laughing. She says to her boyfriend, "It's okay to meet new friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-4779617086962853721?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/4779617086962853721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=4779617086962853721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4779617086962853721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/4779617086962853721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/07/stranger-love.html' title='Stranger Love'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5290575386528076317</id><published>2010-07-16T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:59:06.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And.....a couple more....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDEx5GCacI/AAAAAAAABUc/QYf1CXFNVHI/s1600/P1060316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDEx5GCacI/AAAAAAAABUc/QYf1CXFNVHI/s320/P1060316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We drove through Osoyoos on our way to Victoria and decided we would stay there on our way back. We stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.spiritridge.ca/"&gt;http://www.spiritridge.ca/&lt;/a&gt; which was FABULOUS as I am sure you can tell by these photo's. It was pricey, but worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDE_wy6DrI/AAAAAAAABUk/wTRPaRUIh1E/s1600/P1060317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDE_wy6DrI/AAAAAAAABUk/wTRPaRUIh1E/s320/P1060317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The pool we managed to not live without!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFC7fuDRI/AAAAAAAABUs/0dt-2JbUplk/s1600/P1060278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFC7fuDRI/AAAAAAAABUs/0dt-2JbUplk/s320/P1060278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFTQcqYbI/AAAAAAAABU0/e0t7vriaKgo/s1600/P1060118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFTQcqYbI/AAAAAAAABU0/e0t7vriaKgo/s320/P1060118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFbpfuDdI/AAAAAAAABU8/N4xNxJr0zRo/s1600/P1050928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFbpfuDdI/AAAAAAAABU8/N4xNxJr0zRo/s320/P1050928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFkyNGEtI/AAAAAAAABVE/6nSQt7bxbEQ/s1600/P1050787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFkyNGEtI/AAAAAAAABVE/6nSQt7bxbEQ/s320/P1050787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ate at Barb's Fish and Chips at Fisherman's Warf in Victoria. Amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFrm8taJI/AAAAAAAABVM/hONwievbhu8/s1600/P1050715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFrm8taJI/AAAAAAAABVM/hONwievbhu8/s320/P1050715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Canada Day fireworks. Best I've seen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFz64TVPI/AAAAAAAABVU/es52Wo0lboo/s1600/P1050671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDFz64TVPI/AAAAAAAABVU/es52Wo0lboo/s320/P1050671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This stage was set up with thousands of people dancing and roaming around downtown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDF75CWjdI/AAAAAAAABVc/Qrp-nW8xwOA/s1600/P1050888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDF75CWjdI/AAAAAAAABVc/Qrp-nW8xwOA/s400/P1050888.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Date night. We went to the Cactus Club for drinks and a great meal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5290575386528076317?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5290575386528076317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5290575386528076317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5290575386528076317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5290575386528076317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/07/anda-couple-more.html' title='And.....a couple more....'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TEDEx5GCacI/AAAAAAAABUc/QYf1CXFNVHI/s72-c/P1060316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5828293848063359966</id><published>2010-07-14T14:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:56:01.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4gjEdrPqI/AAAAAAAABTs/Ux9n9hDpSmE/s1600/P1050863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4gjEdrPqI/AAAAAAAABTs/Ux9n9hDpSmE/s320/P1050863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4g7j4UwqI/AAAAAAAABT8/Exvy5170AvE/s1600/P1060173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4g7j4UwqI/AAAAAAAABT8/Exvy5170AvE/s320/P1060173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went on this rainforest walk in Tofino. The trees were MASSIVE! I felt like I was in the movie Jurassic Park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4gw7wfMWI/AAAAAAAABT0/FDjKlUKzPfE/s1600/P1060168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4gw7wfMWI/AAAAAAAABT0/FDjKlUKzPfE/s320/P1060168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4fSROgWgI/AAAAAAAABTc/iCqKdugjJqQ/s320/P1050696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The parliament building lit up in Victoria. We hung out with hundreds of Canadians at an outdoor concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4ckYSfvII/AAAAAAAABTM/Smc0bijxsAk/s1600/P1060274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4ckYSfvII/AAAAAAAABTM/Smc0bijxsAk/s320/P1060274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4cp4bPeFI/AAAAAAAABTU/6qHSzpyu3FY/s1600/P1050641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4cp4bPeFI/AAAAAAAABTU/6qHSzpyu3FY/s320/P1050641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This eagle was wanting his photo taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4fdWDuPYI/AAAAAAAABTk/pOrWO2iZq8k/s1600/P1050804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4fdWDuPYI/AAAAAAAABTk/pOrWO2iZq8k/s400/P1050804.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Old church in Victoria with a cool car outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4hhEqUbII/AAAAAAAABUE/wn6SJ2ryyxY/s1600/P1060070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4hhEqUbII/AAAAAAAABUE/wn6SJ2ryyxY/s400/P1060070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CRAB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4hu8Iv4RI/AAAAAAAABUM/TOqiRiAsGDk/s1600/P1060252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4hu8Iv4RI/AAAAAAAABUM/TOqiRiAsGDk/s320/P1060252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were driving through Vancouver at 6:15PM, which was still considered rush hour, in 35 degree heat. It was interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4iAjR0nwI/AAAAAAAABUU/yGMT-TD671o/s1600/P1060253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4iAjR0nwI/AAAAAAAABUU/yGMT-TD671o/s320/P1060253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;GO HOLLAND! I guess this is a little late, considering how the dutch lost to Spain. We followed this van from the ferry all the way through Vancouver. I cheered when they drove by. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-5828293848063359966?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/5828293848063359966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=5828293848063359966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5828293848063359966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/5828293848063359966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TD4gjEdrPqI/AAAAAAAABTs/Ux9n9hDpSmE/s72-c/P1050863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5793806326515441165</id><published>2010-07-12T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:38:10.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Vacation... just a few photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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We leave next tuesday after work, drive for about 6 hours, and then sleep and get driving again first thing wednesday morning. We booked a ferry for 7PM on wednesday and will get to Victoria around 9PM. Then we get to spend Canada Day in Victoria where we will get to participate in Canada Day celebrations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked two nights at &lt;a href="http://www.bellapacifica.com/"&gt;http://www.bellapacifica.com/&lt;/a&gt; in Tofino and hope to learn how to surf. If anyone has ANY ideas at all on what we shouldn't miss while we are out on the island...please let me know! Our schedule is fairly open, and we hope to just do whatever we feel like doing most days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7469839125112561358?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7469839125112561358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7469839125112561358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7469839125112561358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7469839125112561358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-9-more-sleeps.html' title='Only 9 more sleeps!!!'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-2242549763809952220</id><published>2010-06-07T11:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:12:54.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TA0i9fgtq6I/AAAAAAAABQ8/j_p7fGEQHKc/s1600/girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TA0i9fgtq6I/AAAAAAAABQ8/j_p7fGEQHKc/s400/girls.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday night I had a girls night and invited a bunch of friends to hang out. Me, Kelsey, Rhianna and Tarin. We are all standing in this photo. I think I need to find myself some taller friends!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-2242549763809952220?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/2242549763809952220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=2242549763809952220&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2242549763809952220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/2242549763809952220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/06/ladies-night.html' title='Ladies Night'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TA0i9fgtq6I/AAAAAAAABQ8/j_p7fGEQHKc/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-1303624449914046026</id><published>2010-06-01T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T09:12:39.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day</title><content type='html'>Words kindly stolen from Jennie at &lt;a href="http://www.shelikespurple.com/"&gt;http://www.shelikespurple.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;who sums up how I feel oh so well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think what's most important to remember if you too want to change your life (in any way) is this: it's painful and slow and full of that frustrating dance combining progression with regression with standing still. You'll know better than to do a million things you'll do anyway because you're human. It's never about those moments where you screw up or choose poorly, but about the moments you right the wrongs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed that today. I went a week without going to the gym and this morning I paid for it at the gym. Nooooodle arms!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-1303624449914046026?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/1303624449914046026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=1303624449914046026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1303624449914046026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/1303624449914046026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/06/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the Day'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-7090386287619043914</id><published>2010-05-30T18:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:12:06.208-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend was fairly quiet and I managed to catch up on ALOT of sleep I was missing out on. I seem to stay up until at least midnight every night during the week, and by the time friday night comes around I am falling asleep on the couch! Yesterday was a quiet one, and we ended up deciding to go to our friends' Candace and James to play some Cranium. I took a photo of myself done up a little nicer and then took one with Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TAL6mmLiJ-I/AAAAAAAABQk/sSfxTjijKFU/s1600/P1050306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TAL6mmLiJ-I/AAAAAAAABQk/sSfxTjijKFU/s400/P1050306.JPG" width="400" /&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/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TAL7CWLKaQI/AAAAAAAABQs/2DdFhi9mwiU/s1600/P1050308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TAL7CWLKaQI/AAAAAAAABQs/2DdFhi9mwiU/s400/P1050308.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TAL8EJo1oCI/AAAAAAAABQ0/G4F-GF2sVl0/s1600/P1050323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TAL8EJo1oCI/AAAAAAAABQ0/G4F-GF2sVl0/s400/P1050323.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This last photo is of Todd, James and Candace's cat. He is normally the fluffiest cat I have ever seen, but they recently had him shaved for the summer, along with a bushy mane and a lion's tail. I've never seen Todd look so small, and the spotted grey was super cute. Right now its 6PM and Chris is playing NHL 2010 while I catch up on blogs. We are so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-7090386287619043914?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/7090386287619043914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=7090386287619043914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7090386287619043914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/7090386287619043914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/05/lazy-weekend.html' title='Lazy Weekend'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/TAL6mmLiJ-I/AAAAAAAABQk/sSfxTjijKFU/s72-c/P1050306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-3717933064499069916</id><published>2010-05-27T15:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T15:40:39.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/S_7mu5-DkJI/AAAAAAAABQc/csiZv1O5FEU/s1600/glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/S_7mu5-DkJI/AAAAAAAABQc/csiZv1O5FEU/s400/glasses.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My new spectacles.... hehe aren't they fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2938368793624260925-3717933064499069916?l=notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/feeds/3717933064499069916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2938368793624260925&amp;postID=3717933064499069916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3717933064499069916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2938368793624260925/posts/default/3717933064499069916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notexpectedbutselected.blogspot.com/2010/05/four-eyes.html' title='Four Eyes'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717363903731316367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6HIWz4qfa8/Tgt3WUM25SI/AAAAAAAABqQ/39XBhSj8H3U/s220/girls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/S_7mu5-DkJI/AAAAAAAABQc/csiZv1O5FEU/s72-c/glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2938368793624260925.post-5355276350724033182</id><published>2010-05-26T14:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:39:25.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;1.What shoe size are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size 9 or 9.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Where do you work? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work for a bank as a loans administrator (that is my title) but I work with members dealing with RRSP'S, RESP's and&amp;nbsp;planning to pursue my Financial Planning designation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;3.Favorite piece of clothing you own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My black boots (wear them with everything) my new dresses I bought for under $30 that I can't wait to wear with my new body! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4.Your favorite blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love so many...but here are some of the top picks: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sundrymourning.com/"&gt;http://www.sundrymourning.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tallnlucky.com/"&gt;http://www.tallnlucky.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shelikespurple.com/"&gt;http://www.shelikespurple.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dutchblitz.net/"&gt;http://www.dutchblitz.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kickyboots.com/"&gt;http://www.kickyboots.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you have any pets? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little bud Oscar! Well, OUR little kitty. I think I talk about him WAY too much. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;6.How many siblings do you have? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One brother age 23, one brother who will be 20 in (oh my!) 5 days and a sister who will be 19 in a month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If you could live anywhere where would it be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa...no wait... IRELAND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What were you doing before this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Do you have a middle name? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lynn - My first name is Michelle but I go by Shelly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Favorite Website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook - Ha! You all know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.ca/"&gt;http://www.mtv.ca/&lt;/a&gt; To catch up on The Hills - horrible, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;12.Who do you tag? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to join in! &lt;br /&gt;(Here's a shout to my friend Candace who recently shared with me she had a blog, AND she read's mine...muahahaha now everyone knows!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and who's the cutest baby of the day? CHLOE! She's my friends daughter and watched her&amp;nbsp;mom and dad play soccer lastnight. She cheered all of us on...ha, what a peach! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/S_2ElhJkgkI/AAAAAAAABQM/vR7OYaxYuo8/s1600/chloe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/S_2ElhJkgkI/AAAAAAAABQM/vR7OYaxYuo8/s400/chloe.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/S_2Em1sNq-I/AAAAAAAABQU/S6RNnkPdIbE/s1600/camping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNnVf-IxeDA/S_2Em1sNq-I/AAAAAAAABQU/S6RNnkPdIbE/s400/camping.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was in Kookanusa this weekend with Chris' family. I didn't take alot of pictures, but this is the view we had right outside our campsite! It was gorgeous. This weekend I plan on relaxing (camping was relaxing, but MAN I was tired when I got home!) and being indoors. It may SNOW this weekend. 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