tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65409806918440999742024-03-14T01:43:25.704-04:00Perfect ImperfectionBeing happy doesn't mean everything's perfect: It means you've decided to see beyond the imperfectionsNuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.comBlogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-60109416337512612512011-06-14T16:24:00.003-04:002011-06-14T17:02:56.295-04:00Happy Birthday Mommy<div style="text-align: center;">You are as wise as you are annoying</div><div style="text-align: center;">You don't hesitate to say I told you so but then again most times you <i>are </i>right</div><div style="text-align: center;">You obviously love to hear yourself talk but when you're defending me I don't mind hearing it either</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The good definitely out weighs the bad and I'll take it all because no one has ever had my back like you. Love you forever </div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/Scan1-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 541px; height: 683px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/Scan1-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday Mommy!</div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-56391304514486295702011-06-09T21:12:00.005-04:002011-06-12T22:08:27.089-04:00After work Wednesday's<div style="text-align: justify;">My girls and I hit up After Work Wednesday's at the Katra Lounge in the city this week. Naomi couldn't make it because of a job interview but Taj actually showed up. This was the first time she's been out with us in over a year I think...</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/girls1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 685px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/girls1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/10364ADL_3729-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 478px; height: 725px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/10364ADL_3729-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">and boy did she have a good time...lol</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The vibe was cool, all drinks were 2 for 1 until 8 or 9pm and the food was pretty good</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/hookah-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 462px; height: 699px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/hookah-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">There is even hookah available</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><br /></u></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/me1-1-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 700px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/me1-1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/girls2-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 438px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/girls2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We had a blast until...lol. Anyway I think we've found our weekly hangout spot</div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-82976667120887720922011-06-08T12:54:00.003-04:002011-06-11T10:24:48.348-04:00Happy Anniversary<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >"Love begins in a moment, grows over time and lasts for eternity"</span></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/Scan2-1-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 857px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/Scan2-1-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy 31st Anniversary Mom & Dad</div><div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-34840487993410983342011-06-07T18:09:00.010-04:002011-06-11T11:46:35.904-04:00Congrats Grad<div style="text-align: left;">My cousin Derek graduated with his AA degree this past week and his parents threw a little get together to celebrate his accomplishment. I'm so proud of him because honestly Derek didn't think school was for him. He also had a couple of very difficult classes this last semester and was beginning to doubt himself. I gave him a few pep talks, encouraging him not to give up. Aristotle said, "The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet" and Derek is living proof of that.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0098-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 680px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0098-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I pray this is just the beginning of his academic career</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0101-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 1019px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0101-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes I think we forget how important an education is. I would never forget the words Dr. Ben Carson spoke at my commencement ceremony from Southern. He said if everything he had today was taken from him it would be okay because he knew he could get it all back because the one thing they couldn't take was the knowledge and skill he possessed.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0122-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 681px; height: 1021px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0122-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Congrats again Derek and good luck as you start basic training in a few weeks and your BS program in January</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0110-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /></a><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0110-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 680px; height: 229px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0110-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Aren't the little ones in my family growing up so fast and just as beautiful?!</div><div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-64148202086506296682011-06-07T18:09:00.007-04:002011-06-10T01:57:28.933-04:00Peace up, A town down<div style="text-align: justify;">This weekend Nelson and I headed to Atlanta, a city dear to my heart. I spent many weekends there during my 4 years at Southern. This was my first time back since Alinka's wedding in 2008! Sheree decided to bless Kennedy there since that's where most of her close friends and family are and I was so happy with her decision.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0063-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0063-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0002-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 569px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0002-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I finally got to meet Alinka's 1 year son Davis. How can you not fall in love with this face?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0067-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 541px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0067-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I also met Jennipher's adorable daughter Kendall and all I can say is like mother like daughter...lol</div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0073-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 680px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0073-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I was able to spend time with 2 friends from college, Gaelle & Maggie</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0071-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 493px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0071-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0070-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0070-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">What made the trip even sweeter was my friend Kevina gave birth to a beautiful baby boy Clayton 1 day prior. I was so happy I was able to visit and spend time with her during her hospital stay</div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0075-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0075-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 453px; " src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0075-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0084-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0084-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I would be lying if I said I don't have a tad bit of baby fever...lol</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0077-1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0077-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0081-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 453px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/DSC_0081-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><b><br /></b></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Ki'Jah and her new baby brother</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >On Saturday night, we all got together and had a late dinner at Gladys Knight's Chicken and Waffles. The boyfriend didn't come along because he made plans with his friends so I was without a photographer for the night. I stole these from <a href="http://linkalinks.blogspot.com/2011/06/girls-are-were-back-in-town.html">Alinka</a>... hope she doesn't mind =-)</span></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/atl2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 680px; height: 454px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/atl2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Reunited and it feels so good</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/atl1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 680px; height: 454px;" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h390/nicolepoyser/atl1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Can't wait to see them all again XOXO</div><div></div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-11521637623642914922011-06-04T21:43:00.007-04:002011-06-09T22:41:30.029-04:00Kennedy's Blessing<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQCIoKxRANA/TfGCAr7PkCI/AAAAAAAABbw/gzqKZG8NnZo/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQCIoKxRANA/TfGCAr7PkCI/AAAAAAAABbw/gzqKZG8NnZo/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616413158610538530" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyn9PgtYwes/TfGCAJSb4zI/AAAAAAAABbo/mu3LGhh95kY/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyn9PgtYwes/TfGCAJSb4zI/AAAAAAAABbo/mu3LGhh95kY/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616413149312574258" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acXzwHOXzJU/TfGBEio2D0I/AAAAAAAABbg/9BrqO9II79g/s1600/terrybb1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acXzwHOXzJU/TfGBEio2D0I/AAAAAAAABbg/9BrqO9II79g/s400/terrybb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616412125325299522" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dKEc11OE0E4/TfGBEIbMbdI/AAAAAAAABbY/nW2PdA56Ruo/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dKEc11OE0E4/TfGBEIbMbdI/AAAAAAAABbY/nW2PdA56Ruo/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616412118288723410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My God Daughter</div><div style="text-align: center;">By: Rebecca L. Martell</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The day I was asked if I would feel blessed to accept responsibility of a lifetime request</div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart was overwhelmed with a loving sensation, and I accepted this query without hesitation</div><div style="text-align: center;">Of loving you unconditionally and help guide you through life, to show you the direction of spiritual life</div><div style="text-align: center;">To be your strength in hard times and stand proud when you subdue the obstacles that life decides to throw you</div><div style="text-align: center;">And to you my angel I promise this</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because without you, as your godmother, I couldn't exist</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3MY3pZLDT8/TfF_v6jUDZI/AAAAAAAABbQ/0zUdqdVZ1fE/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3MY3pZLDT8/TfF_v6jUDZI/AAAAAAAABbQ/0zUdqdVZ1fE/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616410671455669650" /></a><br /><div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-23339673953609879262011-06-04T21:41:00.004-04:002011-06-09T21:05:13.464-04:00Happy Birthday Daddy<div style="text-align: center;">As I get older, I realize more and more how lucky I am to have a dad like you </div><div style="text-align: center;">I wouldn't trade your understanding and support for anything</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks for giving me the kind of love that made the difference all through my life </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrQMYwTrBZU/TfFsFVd-lBI/AAAAAAAABbI/D2qVgAcrQkU/s1600/dadbday11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrQMYwTrBZU/TfFsFVd-lBI/AAAAAAAABbI/D2qVgAcrQkU/s400/dadbday11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616389049225745426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday Daddy</div><div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-58717308387755714982011-05-17T00:32:00.007-04:002011-06-09T20:41:47.034-04:00X-rails in Cozumel<div style="text-align: justify;">For our excursion in Cozumel we decided we wanted to try something different mixed with a little excitement so we signed up for a X-rail Off Road adventure. We took a buggy through the island 's inland jungle. Let me warn you, if you have a bad neck, back or heart this excursion is not for you.</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UL8KGqUQp_I/TfFgk0_6YhI/AAAAAAAABbA/mJH2d_VoZjg/s1600/clean1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UL8KGqUQp_I/TfFgk0_6YhI/AAAAAAAABbA/mJH2d_VoZjg/s400/clean1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616376396125987346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Excited, clean, and relaxed</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >This was one heart pumping, thrilling ride up hills, through mud, dirt, and sand. We took a 45 minute ride through the seldom explored jungle to Jade Gardens Cavern. We had the chance to cool of in the emerald waters of the cave system. I decided to just take in the unique formations and exotic surroundings. Well let me keep it real: I was upset because Nelson drove through a big mud pit and my camera got wet and stopped working. I was worried I lost all of our memories from our vacation so I sat on the sidelines sulking plus I was a little leery of the sulfur scent and bat droppings. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >We got so banged up during this ride. You're bound to crash your buggy at least once because of the lack of power steering and Nelson had the battle wounds to prove it. </span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4coUt-UxNc8/TfFgS9srzCI/AAAAAAAABa4/sYTypeAfNWo/s1600/100_0106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4coUt-UxNc8/TfFgS9srzCI/AAAAAAAABa4/sYTypeAfNWo/s400/100_0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616376089223613474" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">I like to try new, thrill seeking things and I'm glad I did it, but once was definitely enough for me. Let's face it: I'm too girly to get this dirty. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgWbfJwclU/TfFf-wUj6kI/AAAAAAAABaw/eWKDTX8Zw00/s1600/dirty1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgWbfJwclU/TfFf-wUj6kI/AAAAAAAABaw/eWKDTX8Zw00/s400/dirty1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616375742035388994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Dirty, hot, sun burned, and tired</span></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyHErSnBpZdIHE8sGMw2hyIiP4mtQna4-zAx1aPc6GPJ7BQoBOILceW83zKtRz7LN56asC8_psyEllGTGF11Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-39336953583079349662011-05-16T21:50:00.012-04:002011-05-17T17:21:46.508-04:00You better Belize it!<div style="text-align: justify;">My Belize caving tubing and zip line experience was by far the best excursion experienced on this trip. We met in the Belize Tourism Village where we were introduced to the most energetic, funny and knowledge guide team possible. We had to take a 1.5 hr bus ride into the rain forest. On our way there, the tour guides showed us places of importance to their country, gave us history lessons, the break down of the many cultures and people of the island and much more. Their jokes and antics made the pothole filled, hour long drive bearable. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Our zip line adventure consisted of 8 zip line platforms located within the rain forest canopy. Some platforms are as high as 85ft into the canopy and as far apart as 250 ft. It was quite an exhilarating experience by itself but taking in all the wildlife and nature you're surrounded by makes it 10 times better. We even got to see their national bird, the Toucan. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZjI8koTKlI/TdHgOGNXOgI/AAAAAAAABaM/pMVFMjePt9o/s1600/100_0040.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZjI8koTKlI/TdHgOGNXOgI/AAAAAAAABaM/pMVFMjePt9o/s400/100_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607509543842429442" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qPyhrVfPBTk/TdHf8vzY9GI/AAAAAAAABaE/Q5mL9sG6BjA/s1600/100_0041.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qPyhrVfPBTk/TdHf8vzY9GI/AAAAAAAABaE/Q5mL9sG6BjA/s400/100_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607509245770134626" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHbtDtFvvuk/TdHf8Ed871I/AAAAAAAABZ8/ggiBBsvk_fw/s1600/100_0044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHbtDtFvvuk/TdHf8Ed871I/AAAAAAAABZ8/ggiBBsvk_fw/s400/100_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607509234137493330" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mNUR-e6s5rc/TdHf8DmeVzI/AAAAAAAABZ0/VQPhUOrQlG0/s1600/100_0051.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mNUR-e6s5rc/TdHf8DmeVzI/AAAAAAAABZ0/VQPhUOrQlG0/s400/100_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607509233904801586" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7DgoKrQFePA/TdHf75q9BZI/AAAAAAAABZs/K4XiEjRs9Zg/s1600/100_0049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7DgoKrQFePA/TdHf75q9BZI/AAAAAAAABZs/K4XiEjRs9Zg/s400/100_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607509231239234962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150191432966441"><embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150191432966441" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we were off to do some cave tubing</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKvnfaa247A/TdHYsuSMq_I/AAAAAAAABZc/9kUxc_pse8g/s1600/100_0065.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKvnfaa247A/TdHYsuSMq_I/AAAAAAAABZc/9kUxc_pse8g/s400/100_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607501273903180786" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TPA9izhb-I/TdHYsSanJSI/AAAAAAAABZU/A8scmTVFO6k/s1600/100_0066.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TPA9izhb-I/TdHYsSanJSI/AAAAAAAABZU/A8scmTVFO6k/s400/100_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607501266422277410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">In order to get to the cave entrance you have to walk about 40 mins through the rain forest with your tube. Thank God for Nelson who carried mine the entire way</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qPcPzb1Q65E/TdHYsUw_MgI/AAAAAAAABZM/uJ2yrWb63Rc/s1600/100_0069.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qPcPzb1Q65E/TdHYsUw_MgI/AAAAAAAABZM/uJ2yrWb63Rc/s400/100_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607501267052999170" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DPIR4CalRio/TdHYr2JYVdI/AAAAAAAABZE/5fXy9ZA8gxk/s1600/100_0070.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DPIR4CalRio/TdHYr2JYVdI/AAAAAAAABZE/5fXy9ZA8gxk/s400/100_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607501258833810898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Let me tell you, it's kind of hard to maintain your sexy wearing a bulky life vest and a flashlight on your head...lol </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh8Oa3RvrdU/TdHYSIjKL_I/AAAAAAAABY8/28UbpTtTu8E/s1600/100_0071.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh8Oa3RvrdU/TdHYSIjKL_I/AAAAAAAABY8/28UbpTtTu8E/s400/100_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607500817097175026" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Finally we arrived and boy was the water cold but refreshing. The entrance of the cave was so beautiful. We were all attached to each other, with our guide leading the way. Unfortunately the caves were too dark for me to capture the true essence of their beauty. We explored the cave system and formations (that's where the headlights come in). </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8cnuTu_PNs/TdHYR37BvNI/AAAAAAAABY0/Vuh39EIOKO4/s1600/100_0073.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8cnuTu_PNs/TdHYR37BvNI/AAAAAAAABY0/Vuh39EIOKO4/s400/100_0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607500812633881810" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyrVsxKhbfo/TdHYRrX9aRI/AAAAAAAABYs/G7J9BdR78sw/s1600/100_0091.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyrVsxKhbfo/TdHYRrX9aRI/AAAAAAAABYs/G7J9BdR78sw/s400/100_0091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607500809265572114" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18eg9shDXa8/TdHYRZ8y-GI/AAAAAAAABYk/BnVBxHwhQPA/s1600/100_0096.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18eg9shDXa8/TdHYRZ8y-GI/AAAAAAAABYk/BnVBxHwhQPA/s400/100_0096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607500804588238946" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAkKDHcz6Mo/TdHYReYpDZI/AAAAAAAABYc/XbukwdhLP0w/s1600/100_0097.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAkKDHcz6Mo/TdHYReYpDZI/AAAAAAAABYc/XbukwdhLP0w/s400/100_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607500805778771346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">At the end our tubing experience, we were separated and able to pick up a little speed and floated along to the end</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a6_F3J6TcdA/TdHVMtecaGI/AAAAAAAABYU/fC3VIVwteRg/s1600/100_0098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a6_F3J6TcdA/TdHVMtecaGI/AAAAAAAABYU/fC3VIVwteRg/s400/100_0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607497425395411042" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw1x7ma3pVIJm4NiZ1f_1FW4RXNaP7IDGPzOIBo2QIsgTrqa8AGdbaYmPN5rq7AWo4uQ7xT8A5SWw6E1TWHwA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20eHBB7mNfU/TdHUypZrlQI/AAAAAAAABYM/oV1laaQtCGw/s1600/100_0103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20eHBB7mNfU/TdHUypZrlQI/AAAAAAAABYM/oV1laaQtCGw/s400/100_0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607496977625093378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">After all the activity, we had a the most FANTASTIC Belizen lunch buffet ever... YUM!! </div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-17570934981109003382011-05-13T12:32:00.018-04:002011-05-16T20:50:36.963-04:00Roatan<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jedbm6ylYo/TdG-Eg_6V2I/AAAAAAAABYE/64mfaDpn9Cc/s1600/edit1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jedbm6ylYo/TdG-Eg_6V2I/AAAAAAAABYE/64mfaDpn9Cc/s400/edit1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607471995839731554" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HL1YtaZY0oY/TdG-EWG7HgI/AAAAAAAABX8/1S6gsaVwisk/s1600/roatan3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HL1YtaZY0oY/TdG-EWG7HgI/AAAAAAAABX8/1S6gsaVwisk/s400/roatan3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607471992916352514" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">For our shore excursion of Roatan, an island off the coast of Honduras, we decided to take a tour off the beaten tourist path. I thought this would be a great plan especially since Nelson is really into different cultures and spending time with the locals </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J05_mjVS2q4/TdG-EDk8f9I/AAAAAAAABX0/WfQd45SEHzE/s1600/DSC00948.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J05_mjVS2q4/TdG-EDk8f9I/AAAAAAAABX0/WfQd45SEHzE/s400/DSC00948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607471987941998546" /></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">We were able to see authentic fish towns and villages on stilts</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcAD0mNGwnc/TdG8lIwtNxI/AAAAAAAABW4/TeIlqL7SPE4/s1600/DSC00954.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcAD0mNGwnc/TdG8lIwtNxI/AAAAAAAABW4/TeIlqL7SPE4/s400/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607470357245933330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Fishing is one of the major industry's and the fishing season here begins in July and ends in February</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1H1wBENaPs/TdG8RJ4L5kI/AAAAAAAABWw/w0laCpMD-Bo/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1H1wBENaPs/TdG8RJ4L5kI/AAAAAAAABWw/w0laCpMD-Bo/s400/DSC_0123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607470013948356162" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We took a motorized canoe called a Cayuco into the mangrove tunnels</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeyyqnutnN8/TdG8Q2JH5rI/AAAAAAAABWo/ecZJGSs79pA/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeyyqnutnN8/TdG8Q2JH5rI/AAAAAAAABWo/ecZJGSs79pA/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607470008650688178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">On our way there and back we saw children being transported by boat on their way home from school. What a cool way to travel!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhH0E41Y5AE/TdG8QaV4CkI/AAAAAAAABWg/oiopNOHhaoI/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhH0E41Y5AE/TdG8QaV4CkI/AAAAAAAABWg/oiopNOHhaoI/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607470001187981890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Mangroves are a natural defense against coastal erosion, found at the ocean's edge. They are a nursery for marine organisms and provide a feeding ground for many endangered birds. Mangroves are threatened and it's illegal to cut them down. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuou6B6T4kY/TdG8QJph7II/AAAAAAAABWY/kgmSTlR5-4A/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuou6B6T4kY/TdG8QJph7II/AAAAAAAABWY/kgmSTlR5-4A/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607469996707015810" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAJfyZqFX1s/TdG8PzxcKcI/AAAAAAAABWQ/dCcRYE4CQKM/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAJfyZqFX1s/TdG8PzxcKcI/AAAAAAAABWQ/dCcRYE4CQKM/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607469990834612674" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KSn4W1aEKA/TdG7B4tyvJI/AAAAAAAABWI/q-QvLus0KdI/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KSn4W1aEKA/TdG7B4tyvJI/AAAAAAAABWI/q-QvLus0KdI/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607468652131695762" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3x_BIEksY8/TdG7BqOVAuI/AAAAAAAABWA/eiwaXFJdQ8Q/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3x_BIEksY8/TdG7BqOVAuI/AAAAAAAABWA/eiwaXFJdQ8Q/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607468648241627874" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDep1aHiN2s/TdG7BZQ0B5I/AAAAAAAABV4/byRdVhp2jPQ/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDep1aHiN2s/TdG7BZQ0B5I/AAAAAAAABV4/byRdVhp2jPQ/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607468643688646546" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8n6VQP_AWw/TdG7BE5LR9I/AAAAAAAABVw/IuKGA0i8ZEs/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8n6VQP_AWw/TdG7BE5LR9I/AAAAAAAABVw/IuKGA0i8ZEs/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607468638220797906" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PanMSrNvRdc/TdG7A8yY_-I/AAAAAAAABVo/T2dft59TmCY/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PanMSrNvRdc/TdG7A8yY_-I/AAAAAAAABVo/T2dft59TmCY/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607468636044853218" /></a><br /><div></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyGa1ULFi2-i6Xj6Yqu-DhtVvecK5mXyFpKYX9OqvHDpg2rfToHFr8OoNj2Eve0_7il3QKXcOIIJnWjPQyU' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OeCjXSfN-gs/TdG2P7NbiqI/AAAAAAAABVg/_firwQixdRU/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OeCjXSfN-gs/TdG2P7NbiqI/AAAAAAAABVg/_firwQixdRU/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607463395761293986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>The view from on top of a hill </i></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFmjBnM-NRU/TdG2PomYR3I/AAAAAAAABVY/NEfw4t5KlwM/s1600/DSC_0141.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFmjBnM-NRU/TdG2PomYR3I/AAAAAAAABVY/NEfw4t5KlwM/s400/DSC_0141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607463390765664114" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ49Ogshv6w/TdG1lrV35VI/AAAAAAAABVQ/hp8EBt6nRIQ/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ49Ogshv6w/TdG1lrV35VI/AAAAAAAABVQ/hp8EBt6nRIQ/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607462669947233618" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Afterward we went to Sherman Arch's Iguana Farm. He started this hideaway 18 years ago to protect the species. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDqKQi4BSdU/TdG1HAtN0eI/AAAAAAAABVI/NTUewHPfNIU/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDqKQi4BSdU/TdG1HAtN0eI/AAAAAAAABVI/NTUewHPfNIU/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607462143106339298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Imagine almost 3000 iguanas, cocks, roosters, and lizards just roaming around freely. Who knew bananas would be the snack of choice for iguanas. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5z_cCDqdmg/TdG1GsLBlsI/AAAAAAAABVA/KSluu8YCVLo/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5z_cCDqdmg/TdG1GsLBlsI/AAAAAAAABVA/KSluu8YCVLo/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607462137594222274" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ucNmfdVGNw/TdG1GtTDQ5I/AAAAAAAABU4/bKez0ojZ9FY/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ucNmfdVGNw/TdG1GtTDQ5I/AAAAAAAABU4/bKez0ojZ9FY/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607462137896321938" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQqkUxwud6Y/TdG1GdJCLKI/AAAAAAAABUw/rb0zBwr9taM/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQqkUxwud6Y/TdG1GdJCLKI/AAAAAAAABUw/rb0zBwr9taM/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607462133559340194" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v17-o0FS_f4/TdG1GAyIr8I/AAAAAAAABUo/cZC_lBY5E4k/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v17-o0FS_f4/TdG1GAyIr8I/AAAAAAAABUo/cZC_lBY5E4k/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607462125947105218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Seeing all those reptiles just trotting by was a little creepy but interesting nonetheless</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuAwpCQcZ1Q/TdG0GogrKiI/AAAAAAAABUg/uALQeRWS7Ao/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuAwpCQcZ1Q/TdG0GogrKiI/AAAAAAAABUg/uALQeRWS7Ao/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607461037099657762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">He also had a pond with turtles, talking parrots, and monkeys in cages</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fgf1qwVNk0c/TdGz7ffmQQI/AAAAAAAABUY/fIqhwGGpX6E/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fgf1qwVNk0c/TdGz7ffmQQI/AAAAAAAABUY/fIqhwGGpX6E/s400/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607460845700661506" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBCppF6ufv0/TdGzkl3BEsI/AAAAAAAABUQ/g0f5i4WIxBk/s1600/DSC_0175.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBCppF6ufv0/TdGzkl3BEsI/AAAAAAAABUQ/g0f5i4WIxBk/s400/DSC_0175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607460452272509634" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2SDOcBfqQpM/TdGzGQh5qmI/AAAAAAAABUI/0DTgjbjHBOU/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2SDOcBfqQpM/TdGzGQh5qmI/AAAAAAAABUI/0DTgjbjHBOU/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607459931150723682" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUoTHPyQlxE/TdGypDvP0eI/AAAAAAAABUA/fOlhtOZjvao/s1600/DSC_0199.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUoTHPyQlxE/TdGypDvP0eI/AAAAAAAABUA/fOlhtOZjvao/s400/DSC_0199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607459429500834274" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">Unfortunately a lot more was suppose to be included in this tour, including a beach break at Turquoise Bay and the authentic Garifuna villages: the native people of Roatan but we had a lazy, swindling tour guide but don't worry I complained to the company we hired and we're actually getting a full refund. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Because we were a little disappointed, we headed over to Fat Tuesday's for a little pick me up and silly fun</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N2IT7Her29I/TdGxkB2CsyI/AAAAAAAABT4/mw8E5kmaKe0/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N2IT7Her29I/TdGxkB2CsyI/AAAAAAAABT4/mw8E5kmaKe0/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607458243581489954" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-m6I4G_eAw/TdGxj-sGuqI/AAAAAAAABTw/lZ7KfT0fnmM/s1600/DSC_0209.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-m6I4G_eAw/TdGxj-sGuqI/AAAAAAAABTw/lZ7KfT0fnmM/s400/DSC_0209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607458242734504610" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nSnYK1S1ids/TdGxju_C4FI/AAAAAAAABTo/BWCeH8mi8B8/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nSnYK1S1ids/TdGxju_C4FI/AAAAAAAABTo/BWCeH8mi8B8/s400/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607458238518976594" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aLoZNEne1A/TdGxjTz2zFI/AAAAAAAABTg/yZwWYQOko2E/s1600/DSC_0226.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aLoZNEne1A/TdGxjTz2zFI/AAAAAAAABTg/yZwWYQOko2E/s400/DSC_0226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607458231224290386" /></a><br /></div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-74244979831107562362011-05-11T19:47:00.001-04:002011-05-16T20:52:31.270-04:00Swimming with Stingrays...<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span">First stop: the beautiful island of Grand Cayman where we had an amazing day planned. The sun was shining, the sky was clear and not a cloud in the sky. The first thing I noticed about Grand Cayman is it’s not like most Caribbean islands I’ve been where most of the citizens are poverty stricken. I saw people riding around in Range Rovers, Porsches, BMWs, etc, not to mention $1 Cayman is worth $1.25 US. I guess it’s all that off shore banking..lol jk. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Itc2pvFJoO4/TcsmEc_jfHI/AAAAAAAABTA/aLcqyCWshHM/s1600/gc1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Itc2pvFJoO4/TcsmEc_jfHI/AAAAAAAABTA/aLcqyCWshHM/s400/gc1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605616019136806002" /></a><br /></span><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span">We met our tour guide at the terminal and hopped on a van to Georgetown where we boarded a </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; color: black; ">beautiful, ultra comfortable, spacious 50ft Catamaran</span>. We relaxed and lounged on the deck as we took in our gorgeous surroundings. Here let me show you:</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzjnmn9ueOa9QT32chjz4xLA5Scol71CJTOXqPA1mJB4sJqQKHwitjdU0fL2j28AXF9_IuKqBhY_0P7T3ZdEw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span">After a 30 minute ride we arrived at Stingray City Sandbar. It’s an amazing site. Imagine being in the middle of an ocean and suddenly you’re in shallow waters. Well that’s exactly what we experienced. The boat was anchored out in the Caribbean Sea and as we climbed down the ladder and off the boat, we had to swim because the water was obviously deep. 6 feet out and 10 seconds later, we were standing up in the middle of the ocean while friendly sting rays encircled us. </span></span></span></div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qka60EKnw0U/TcsjZGriGQI/AAAAAAAABSw/L1XOFh0Nxdc/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qka60EKnw0U/TcsjZGriGQI/AAAAAAAABSw/L1XOFh0Nxdc/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605613075389618434" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CrF8MV4ObRk/Tcsitd26clI/AAAAAAAABSo/yrke9DWXSqI/s1600/100_0020.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CrF8MV4ObRk/Tcsitd26clI/AAAAAAAABSo/yrke9DWXSqI/s400/100_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605612325697122898" /></a><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Loving my new underwater camera</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wkMDuNKRY9w/Tcsis3ofXuI/AAAAAAAABSg/sKGS65qLT_M/s1600/100_0022.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wkMDuNKRY9w/Tcsis3ofXuI/AAAAAAAABSg/sKGS65qLT_M/s400/100_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605612315436080866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Kiss a stingray for 7 years good luck</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "><br /></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-ojLMzy7I4/Tcshfy7NTXI/AAAAAAAABSY/Zvm-GBm9-8g/s1600/100_0024.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-ojLMzy7I4/Tcshfy7NTXI/AAAAAAAABSY/Zvm-GBm9-8g/s400/100_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605610991322484082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I kissed a girl and liked it ;-)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbZi1Y71tIQ/TcshfpDG2VI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oC6uLjco-ls/s1600/100_0025.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbZi1Y71tIQ/TcshfpDG2VI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oC6uLjco-ls/s400/100_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605610988671261010" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxZEljjZKuk/TcshfQkSEmI/AAAAAAAABSI/m5nT3SPFPpg/s1600/100_0031.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxZEljjZKuk/TcshfQkSEmI/AAAAAAAABSI/m5nT3SPFPpg/s400/100_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605610982099522146" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHQfgc6qKeI/TcshfGt1a8I/AAAAAAAABSA/obEJDfumUlA/s1600/100_0033.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHQfgc6qKeI/TcshfGt1a8I/AAAAAAAABSA/obEJDfumUlA/s400/100_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605610979455232962" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3yptnlSm-I/TcshexPBF4I/AAAAAAAABR4/UWR9F1gaIPE/s1600/100_0036.JPG" style="font-size: medium; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3yptnlSm-I/TcshexPBF4I/AAAAAAAABR4/UWR9F1gaIPE/s400/100_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605610973688829826" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; ">Afterwards we got back on the boat and headed to Coral Gardens, a coral reef formation with vibrant coral and sponges, tropical fish, eels and even sea turtles, to do a little snorkeling.</span> I tried it for the first time but I wasn’t that good at it. I just couldn’t get my breathing right! I was really disappointed because the little time I spent under, I saw some beautiful colorful fish. While back onboard I did see a sea turtle which was pretty cool. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXGBcEINhwA/TcsgZ2BJmII/AAAAAAAABRw/ClwZqi76loQ/s1600/gc%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXGBcEINhwA/TcsgZ2BJmII/AAAAAAAABRw/ClwZqi76loQ/s400/gc%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605609789561870466" /></span></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span">If you ever visit Grand Cayman, Stingray City is an excursion you can’t afford to miss!</span></span></span></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvdU3oaHBDQ/TcsgRvEs28I/AAAAAAAABRo/_nI8tqAPkT4/s1600/DSC00939.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvdU3oaHBDQ/TcsgRvEs28I/AAAAAAAABRo/_nI8tqAPkT4/s400/DSC00939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605609650258762690" /></a><br /><div><br /></div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-23491795291595682422011-05-10T21:32:00.017-04:002011-05-11T11:40:41.532-04:00A funny thing happened on the way to the port…<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"">I went to Florida a day before I was scheduled to leave for my cruise. I wanted to spend time with one of my favorite cousins Lisa plus, I didn’t want the hustle and bustle of rushing to the port (remember this statement) right after flying in. <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBA7TMDPWM8/TcqqC4JG6hI/AAAAAAAABRA/1-k50MQUW-w/s1600/DSC00905.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBA7TMDPWM8/TcqqC4JG6hI/AAAAAAAABRA/1-k50MQUW-w/s400/DSC00905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605479652623051282" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Our first plane ride together</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"">On Saturday night we had an awesome dinner at Grand Luxe Café by the Saw Grass Mall and of course I ordered my favorite, the Cedar Planked BBQ Salmon and I even got Lisa’s husband Anthony to try it and he definitely liked it. </span></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ixHYTO-3q3w/TcqnYLfTGyI/AAAAAAAABP4/i9b9wIvfvu4/s1600/DSC00908.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ixHYTO-3q3w/TcqnYLfTGyI/AAAAAAAABP4/i9b9wIvfvu4/s400/DSC00908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605476720058768162" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RlUWzQTJJyg/TcqnX5QTfeI/AAAAAAAABPw/BkIbGjoBNKY/s1600/DSC00909.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RlUWzQTJJyg/TcqnX5QTfeI/AAAAAAAABPw/BkIbGjoBNKY/s400/DSC00909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605476715164040674" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Lisa & Anthony</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; ">To make our dinner even better my bestie Sheree and god daughter Kennedy were able to join us since they were on vacation in Fort Lauderdale too. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></span></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-ChtNsHEbc/TcqnJYQHseI/AAAAAAAABPo/b81uYd3iGv4/s1600/DSC00906.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-ChtNsHEbc/TcqnJYQHseI/AAAAAAAABPo/b81uYd3iGv4/s400/DSC00906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605476465786728930" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >She sucks her thumb!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87XrpyqCwhA/TcqnJDkM7ZI/AAAAAAAABPg/Q2XQNbQtR1k/s1600/DSC00910.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87XrpyqCwhA/TcqnJDkM7ZI/AAAAAAAABPg/Q2XQNbQtR1k/s400/DSC00910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605476460233813394" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yqmUHd7UK8/TcqnI4tEHZI/AAAAAAAABPY/ARrkWSMf-dA/s1600/DSC00912.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yqmUHd7UK8/TcqnI4tEHZI/AAAAAAAABPY/ARrkWSMf-dA/s400/DSC00912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605476457318194578" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WJVKw-mn1U/TcqnItnXr6I/AAAAAAAABPQ/sh_bsIjpco8/s1600/DSC00911.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WJVKw-mn1U/TcqnItnXr6I/AAAAAAAABPQ/sh_bsIjpco8/s400/DSC00911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605476454341521314" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"">Finally it’s the morning of our cruise!! I did what I normally do first thing in the morning and checked my phone.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I opened an email from Carnival that said if you have flexible travel plans arrive at the port between 2 and 3:30pm. That was perfect since Lisa and Anthony had to go to church that morning anyway. Once they got home, Nelson and Anthony went back on the street to run a few errands then we were off to Ft. Lauderdale port.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"">As we were driving to the port, Lisa kept pointing out that she has never left for a cruise from the Ft. Lauderdale port. She even ran down a list of people she has taken to meet the ship and not one of them left from there either. I heard her talking the whole time but I wasn’t really paying attention to what she was saying. I was too excited, flirting, and playing googly eyes with Nelson after not seeing him for a while.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Not once did I think to check the paperwork in my purse. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"">We pulled up to port security and the officer asked what ship we were here for. I piped up from the back seat, “Carnival Valor”. He replied, “Carnival Freedom”.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Without batting an eye, I repeated,”No Carnival Valor”.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I was getting annoyed at this point and basically gave the officer the check your paperwork look when I should have been checking mine. After the officer reviewed his clipboard he confirmed that the Carnival Valor was <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">NOT </b>leaving from Ft. Lauderdale.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">finally</i> checked my green folder and I was suppose to be at the Port of Miami!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;tab-stops:195.75pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"">At this point it’s after 3:10 and I’m in a total panic. I call the emergency Carnival<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>hotline and they said the latest I could get to port and still make it on is 3:45 but here’s the kicker… the port of Miami is 40-45 mins away. I’m freaking out and almost burst in to tears at the thought of ruining Nelson’s vacation not to mention how embarrassed I am. Thank God Lisa married Anthony who must have been a Nascar driver in his former life because he got us there safely and with time to spare.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Nelson thought getting there late was the best thing ever since there were no lines and getting through was a cinch. I beg to differ… I never want that type of stress and worry again.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"">After getting over the shock and fear of almost messing up my vacation I was able to take it all in and look forward to my 7 days of R and R! </span></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qcp7OS7CUx8/Tcqk_02qiGI/AAAAAAAABPI/L1qNzABNtC8/s1600/DSC00918.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qcp7OS7CUx8/Tcqk_02qiGI/AAAAAAAABPI/L1qNzABNtC8/s400/DSC00918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605474102642640994" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">The first full day of our ocean voyage was spent on the sea. We spent the day on the adults only Serenity deck soaking up the sun while reading and napping.</span></span></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LWfh9WsUUU/Tcqk2mmyAkI/AAAAAAAABPA/TX4lVY8vsBQ/s1600/DSC00929.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LWfh9WsUUU/Tcqk2mmyAkI/AAAAAAAABPA/TX4lVY8vsBQ/s400/DSC00929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605473944199103042" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56tOo4qa_Hg/TcqkZny9KSI/AAAAAAAABO4/NAd9USuvyfE/s1600/DSC00921.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56tOo4qa_Hg/TcqkZny9KSI/AAAAAAAABO4/NAd9USuvyfE/s400/DSC00921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605473446302394658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"><div style="text-align: center;"> Later on that night we got all dolled up for elegant night where we enjoyed a fantastic meal</div></span><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hx2YXSzUElE/TcqkG_hsOcI/AAAAAAAABOw/hVXmrqpNS2g/s1600/elegant1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hx2YXSzUElE/TcqkG_hsOcI/AAAAAAAABOw/hVXmrqpNS2g/s400/elegant1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605473126254918082" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtAPL_NFuIU/TcqkGm2CWQI/AAAAAAAABOo/W6HhYLblk8g/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtAPL_NFuIU/TcqkGm2CWQI/AAAAAAAABOo/W6HhYLblk8g/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605473119629367554" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >There's always a lil towel creature waiting for us at the end of the night</span></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-65898358592314743052011-05-09T23:14:00.003-04:002011-05-10T19:07:21.317-04:00Post Vacation Blues<div style="text-align: justify;">Well I just returned from my highly anticipated va-cay and I had a blast! I’m so not looking forward to returning to work on Thursday but such is life. I’m a little bummed that my getaway has come and gone because now what will I have to look forward to and get me through my long nights at work? I know… maybe I’ll plan my next vacation…lol…ok that might be a little premature so for now I’ll share my pictures and stories of adventure with you throughout the week. In the meantime I’ll start my diet and workout routine after all the cruise food I devoured...lol<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGrO3kYQf5Y/TcnE-pxGCvI/AAAAAAAABOY/DA8VvEtE2MU/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGrO3kYQf5Y/TcnE-pxGCvI/AAAAAAAABOY/DA8VvEtE2MU/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605227791881997042" border="0" /></a>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-19301985836649785682011-04-27T14:36:00.007-04:002011-04-27T15:34:45.087-04:00The case of the missing passport<div><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; ">It was all good just a week ago… well more like 2. I went to my drawer where I’ve kept my passport since I’ve moved back to New York in 2008, to enter in my passport information online for my cruise (5 more days yay!!!) and I swore <i>I put it right back</i>. Fast forward a week later when the boyfriend was entering his info and asked where to find something. I knew exactly what he was talking about so I hopped off my bed to help him out and the little blue book wasn’t there. I instantly went into panic mode and tore my room apart (3 times) to no avail. I felt sick to my stomach not only because my cruise was fast approaching but because of the big fat fee I just knew I would have to pay if I couldn't find it.</p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; ">I made my appointment to the US Passport Agency in the city and thank God my brother was home visiting and I was able to talk him into going with me. Boy were we in for a rude awakening for the security check just to get into the building. My number was 5452! I swore that was the longest wait of my life and getting there 2 hours before my appointment time didn't help. I've never been so happy to see a number flash across a screen in my life.</p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center; ">Long story short I got my passport after paying $195 no less, but I have it.</p></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGSCJ6hB9yk/TbhudLppmnI/AAAAAAAABOQ/LTl_1--_Ijo/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGSCJ6hB9yk/TbhudLppmnI/AAAAAAAABOQ/LTl_1--_Ijo/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600347584257956466" /></a>I <b>must must must</b> get a lock box to put all my important papers in so this won't happen again.<div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRZZ8NDNC-A/TbhuWpGoxBI/AAAAAAAABOI/Qlz6Sc8Zlmk/s1600/hidden%2Bpassport%2B%2523.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRZZ8NDNC-A/TbhuWpGoxBI/AAAAAAAABOI/Qlz6Sc8Zlmk/s400/hidden%2Bpassport%2B%2523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600347471905080338" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">I do love my new picture and my passport was set to expire in January anyway so I told myself I just got a jump start on the renewal process</div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVrvUPqCJSs/TbhoLEsGcBI/AAAAAAAABNg/n5gJoAxiiko/s1600/100_0005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVrvUPqCJSs/TbhoLEsGcBI/AAAAAAAABNg/n5gJoAxiiko/s400/100_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600340676081774610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">But best of all I got to spent time with my brother <i>and</i> introduce him to Chiptole... yum!! Can you believe he's never tried it?</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But the question still remains... where the heck is the missing passport???</div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-9511130757820052172011-04-25T23:45:00.004-04:002011-04-25T23:54:24.172-04:00The skin you're in...<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">I thing I’ve been blessed with is good skin... I get it from my mama, no really I do. I’ve never had a real problem with acne or breakouts on my face, thank God, but I’ve had bouts with other dermatological issues. </p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">When I lived in Florida I went to a dermatologist who knew nothing about African American skin or hair. It was so frustrating and I felt like a guinea pig as the treatment he prescribed was basically trial and error. </p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">Most of them failed so I just gave up and decided to live with my issues until I discovered Dr. Dina Strachan of Aglow Dermatology. She’s been featured on CBS, The Dr. Oz show, AOL body etc. If you’ve given up on having beautiful skin I suggest you pay her office in Union Square a visit. I've gone for two separate issues and have been pleased with my results. Check her <a href="http://www.dinastrachanmd.com/">website</a> out and schedule your appointment ASAP, you won’t regret it. </p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-63743063093471613272011-04-25T19:43:00.009-04:002011-04-25T23:55:21.604-04:00Easter Weekend<div style="text-align: justify;">I was gone for a minute but I'm back... no long explanations but I'm sure you'll forgive me after looking at these adorable pics of my god daughter Kennedy and her mommy Sheree. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This weekend, Sheree and baby spent the weekend in the Bronx. It was an extra special Sabbath because it was Kennedy's first time at church <i>and</i> my daddy was there too! I wish I got a picture with my father but we didn't leave the house or church together and I sat on the balcony while my parents were in the sanctuary. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Kennedy was on her best behavior and I was so proud. She slept for most of the service but I couldn't help snapping a few pics of mother and daughter. Can you believe this is their first picture together since Sheree gave birth?!?! Crazy right... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26Kv7OLqV0k/TbYrk0DU6TI/AAAAAAAABNY/_asBRR19Kdo/s1600/baby1steaster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26Kv7OLqV0k/TbYrk0DU6TI/AAAAAAAABNY/_asBRR19Kdo/s400/baby1steaster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599711098129672498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Later that night it was time to reunite with my crew. We haven't all been together in a long time so we were all extra excited. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8QLMqwWSsc/TbYL72aW5xI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Fg9tnJkxI_c/s1600/euphoria1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8QLMqwWSsc/TbYL72aW5xI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Fg9tnJkxI_c/s400/euphoria1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599676309528045330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I love finding a good bargain and I hit it out the park with this find from Guess?. I actually saw this dress online a month ago but I refused to pay the asking price but I got it on sale for like $25! I really wanted it in white but the unfortunately the zipper didn't work... nevertheless I was pleased with my purchase =-)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fScUslZqRbE/TbYL2UAcMzI/AAAAAAAABNI/PzVSe839YSs/s1600/euphoria2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fScUslZqRbE/TbYL2UAcMzI/AAAAAAAABNI/PzVSe839YSs/s400/euphoria2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599676214393189170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Despite all the drama and the debacle that took place later on that night, not to mention Taj not showing up, I still enjoyed the time spent with my girls. I can't wait to do it again but maybe next time we'll 86 the party idea and have dinner or something ;-) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-3126253826486884162011-02-23T21:24:00.004-05:002011-02-24T20:16:25.470-05:00Hump Day...already<div style="text-align: justify;">Most people get happy when Hump Day approaches but it saddens me because I go back to work on Friday :-'( . </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I went to the dermatologist this morning and was diagnosed with eczema. I'm not to sure about this diagnosis but then again I'm not a doctor, I'm not the one who went to Harvard so I'm going to use the cream prescribed and go back in two weeks and see what happens. If she's right and her treatment works, I'm going to share her information with you all because I know how hard it is to find someone who can treat skin of color appropriately. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After my appointment I headed to Brooklyn to spend the day with Miss Kennedy </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2ciDQZQ1kM/TWb7aRtL5AI/AAAAAAAABM4/J1AerUKylOM/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2ciDQZQ1kM/TWb7aRtL5AI/AAAAAAAABM4/J1AerUKylOM/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577421617393034242" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">She was asleep in her swing when I got there. I quickly snatched her up and she continued her nap on my chest</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-QkJFOV9oM/TWb7aI7fTGI/AAAAAAAABMw/7PDjAfhBbcE/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-QkJFOV9oM/TWb7aI7fTGI/AAAAAAAABMw/7PDjAfhBbcE/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577421615037107298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDantMwRLkA/TWb7LOfyuyI/AAAAAAAABMo/ME6jWeCcan4/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDantMwRLkA/TWb7LOfyuyI/AAAAAAAABMo/ME6jWeCcan4/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577421358833515298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">She's beginning to really look like her mother Sheree</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r128jeHkHOc/TWb7K8mKFjI/AAAAAAAABMg/kyOI_SlZBfs/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r128jeHkHOc/TWb7K8mKFjI/AAAAAAAABMg/kyOI_SlZBfs/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577421354028373554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zarX28afNOc/TWb7KohR3aI/AAAAAAAABMY/RaxxHUmIjcU/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zarX28afNOc/TWb7KohR3aI/AAAAAAAABMY/RaxxHUmIjcU/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577421348639202722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">After her feeding, she did what she knows how to do best.... poop. I even caught her smiling probably because she knows I have to change her diaper...again!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-caMnlk9HR6I/TWb7KZ0s1FI/AAAAAAAABMQ/cgBH-OGczJ0/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-caMnlk9HR6I/TWb7KZ0s1FI/AAAAAAAABMQ/cgBH-OGczJ0/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577421344694129746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkw1_R7_Vpw/TWb7KOjKjpI/AAAAAAAABMI/f5hrhgQZDuk/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkw1_R7_Vpw/TWb7KOjKjpI/AAAAAAAABMI/f5hrhgQZDuk/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577421341667790482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It was nice spending the day with K. Elyse. I just hate that she lives so far away from me. We have to work on a plan to move her to the Bronx...lol</div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-20298441402721163532011-02-22T21:29:00.006-05:002011-02-22T23:07:55.155-05:00My big homie<div style="text-align: justify;">This week I'm off from Monday to Friday night (yay)! You know normally with 4 days off I would be on the next thing smoking to DC but I have so many things to take care of and friends I've been neglecting that I thought it would be best to stay in NY for these few days. </div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbsVLBgJ1dE/TWR0GjPx7vI/AAAAAAAABMA/QlduLpyscRU/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbsVLBgJ1dE/TWR0GjPx7vI/AAAAAAAABMA/QlduLpyscRU/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576709894480981746" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">One of these friends is my big homie Greg. We normally would have lunch together one Sabbath a month after church but now all my Sabbath's off are spent out of town so we rarely see each other anymore, so we got together at the Italian restaurant Gianna's in Yonkers. The service is really good and I love the ambiance. It's dimly lit with candles on each table. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hiNoo5xKfd0/TWRzfXLoeYI/AAAAAAAABL4/Fe6PKIgT-Cc/s1600/IMAG0005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hiNoo5xKfd0/TWRzfXLoeYI/AAAAAAAABL4/Fe6PKIgT-Cc/s400/IMAG0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576709221227460994" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">I had the chicken parmigiana with whole wheat pasta and Greg had the chicken marsala. The chicken parm was ok (<a href="http://nickinunu.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-dont-need-no-water.html">I think the one I make is better though</a>) but the serving was huge. I couldn't finish it all even though that was my only meal of the day.</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvIHOtnC1gs/TWRzQp4voyI/AAAAAAAABLw/8Lg58LGFx3s/s1600/IMAG0006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvIHOtnC1gs/TWRzQp4voyI/AAAAAAAABLw/8Lg58LGFx3s/s400/IMAG0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576708968550474530" /></a>We decided to share dessert and ordered the Oreo cookies and cream cake. Thankfully it wasn't good so after one bite we had enough and saved on a ton of calories. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It was so nice hanging out and catching up with my friend again. This is one friendship I could never be with out.</div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-68721065743993492122011-02-15T16:00:00.005-05:002011-02-15T16:51:17.412-05:00Our First Valentine's Day<div style="text-align: justify;">To be quite honest, every weekend I spend in DC is like Valentine's Day. We eat out quite regularly and Nelson tries to plan something special or unique when I'm in town; so he tried something different this time... he cooked for me!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUJX7CD5Vg0/TVrvb97hnNI/AAAAAAAABLo/Tp7D6Uj_cSU/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUJX7CD5Vg0/TVrvb97hnNI/AAAAAAAABLo/Tp7D6Uj_cSU/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030752584146130" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >He came home with pink roses and headed straight to the kitchen to get started. He didn't even change out of his work clothes which was pretty sexy but shhhh don't tell him I said that!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QttZ5N1ooK8/TVrvbiAg0HI/AAAAAAAABLg/vEaH394D5gg/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QttZ5N1ooK8/TVrvbiAg0HI/AAAAAAAABLg/vEaH394D5gg/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030745088872562" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4R-JwrvhipI/TVrvJQm6aiI/AAAAAAAABLY/0kisacup6sg/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4R-JwrvhipI/TVrvJQm6aiI/AAAAAAAABLY/0kisacup6sg/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030431180450338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The table was lovely and I must admit, the food was really really good. I have to get him to cook more often. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eb_RFVNshuA/TVrvJJ7x9WI/AAAAAAAABLQ/9-C_pFZPPps/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eb_RFVNshuA/TVrvJJ7x9WI/AAAAAAAABLQ/9-C_pFZPPps/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030429388928354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Even though the conversation over dinner was great I couldn't help but be distracted by the little blue box in the middle of the table. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv7x_wLNY7c/TVrvI9W6MJI/AAAAAAAABLI/ZfZjZPUWf6U/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv7x_wLNY7c/TVrvI9W6MJI/AAAAAAAABLI/ZfZjZPUWf6U/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030426013053074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCfYzZiMQvU/TVrvImRBJhI/AAAAAAAABLA/BRr6Szbh8ZA/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCfYzZiMQvU/TVrvImRBJhI/AAAAAAAABLA/BRr6Szbh8ZA/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030419814327826" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The sweetest message ever!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrJsk4ZSjCY/TVrvIeEnSoI/AAAAAAAABK4/V6AFB_BQh1E/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrJsk4ZSjCY/TVrvIeEnSoI/AAAAAAAABK4/V6AFB_BQh1E/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030417614817922" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">Loving my new necklace, thanks babe!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Don't worry, I got him something too...lol. I bought him the HTC Evo Android phone which he got a few days early ;)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I must say, Valentine's Day 2011 was a definite success! </div></span>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-18055490223686247072011-02-14T23:10:00.008-05:002011-02-15T15:50:00.114-05:00Happy Valentine's Day<div style="text-align: center;">Happy Valentine's Day everyone!! </div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;">Last week my friend Alinka asked me to be a guest blogger on her site <a href="http://linkalinks.blogspot.com/">Linka Living</a> for Love Note Thursdays so I decided to share with my readers on V-day what I said about the guy in my life...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgp8MdHOIxI/TVrkHVPuz6I/AAAAAAAABKw/M-wNoZXvoWU/s1600/DSC_0279.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgp8MdHOIxI/TVrkHVPuz6I/AAAAAAAABKw/M-wNoZXvoWU/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574018303437754274" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(86, 86, 86); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "><div style="text-align: center; ">Because he’s so reasonable, it keeps me rational</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Because he’s so intelligent, it keeps me thinking</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Because he’s so sweet, it keeps me smiling</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Because he’s so honest, it makes me trust</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Because he’s so comical, it keeps me laughing</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Because he’s so loving, it makes my heart swell</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Because he expresses his thoughts and feelings, it makes me one day hope for more</div><div style="text-align: center; ">It’s because of these things that this guy has my heart ღ</div></span><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm excited about celebrating our first Valentine's Day together. I can't wait to see what he has planned. How do you plan to spend your day? </div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-23192123090811826352011-02-14T23:09:00.006-05:002011-02-15T15:33:49.995-05:00Sunday at Crossroads<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jXmcBjJANJs/TVrTlXccdQI/AAAAAAAABKo/hDGwTkuTXhA/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jXmcBjJANJs/TVrTlXccdQI/AAAAAAAABKo/hDGwTkuTXhA/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574000127726351618" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">The boyfriend has been bragging about the Sunday brunch at Crossroads Restaurant in MD for as long as I can remember so we finally hit one of his favorite spot's this weekend. As we pulled into the parking lot, I tried to hide my disappointment. In my head I said, "I hope this man isn't taking me to a hole in the wall that could easily fit in with the other Jamaican restaurants on White Plains Rd" (my neighborhood in the Bronx) ...awful I know...lol. But as I stepped inside I was dead wrong. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K34TSLhfq0s/TVrSiGbb6FI/AAAAAAAABKg/m3AEHjUytJs/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K34TSLhfq0s/TVrSiGbb6FI/AAAAAAAABKg/m3AEHjUytJs/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573998972107483218" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">The ambiance inside was pretty nice, a little too dark for me but nice nonetheless . The tables were lined with linens and the dark wicker chairs and matching celling fans gave it a cool Caribbean vibe. Sunday brunch is an all you can eat buffet and there was plenty to choose from. Escovitched fish, ackee & saltfish, stew chicken, rice & peas, curry chicken, fried dumpling, calaloo, fried plantain, green banana, porridge and much more. There was even an omelet and waffle station! Its like having breakfast or lunch in your grandmother's kitchen and for about $20/person, you can't go wrong. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9Y2EfPdWvs/TVrSh1W-KMI/AAAAAAAABKY/W98-evbwd5M/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9Y2EfPdWvs/TVrSh1W-KMI/AAAAAAAABKY/W98-evbwd5M/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573998967525353666" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYRfuBNCfjI/TVrShuhPOEI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DjSKZl6t5sA/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYRfuBNCfjI/TVrShuhPOEI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DjSKZl6t5sA/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573998965689366594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I love the mural painted on the wall adjacent to the parking lot. What a great reminder of our past! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSzr-Awc8Wc/TVrShb2K5jI/AAAAAAAABKI/PHfvqMH2KLs/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSzr-Awc8Wc/TVrShb2K5jI/AAAAAAAABKI/PHfvqMH2KLs/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573998960676890162" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I got your back Mr. President cuz I know you have mine!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_CJtAzXIb8/TVrShFH-4ZI/AAAAAAAABKA/3hZXkjerBq0/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_CJtAzXIb8/TVrShFH-4ZI/AAAAAAAABKA/3hZXkjerBq0/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573998954577584530" /></a>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-3913936381222618262011-02-11T19:12:00.008-05:002011-02-15T14:01:58.764-05:00You're a little early Kennedy Elyse<div style="text-align: justify;">I didn't go to bed until 4 o'clock this morning and to make it worse I have a 10am hair appointment in Brooklyn...ugh. Instead of waking up to my alarm clock going off at 8am, my phone rings with my bestie Sheree on the other end telling me her water broke. I was in shock because she wasn't due for another 3 weeks. After we hung up, I showered and called her again just to make sure her call wasn't a dream.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf7O2Zhq_Ds/TVncxi_TybI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hFWn6ywzA1w/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf7O2Zhq_Ds/TVncxi_TybI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hFWn6ywzA1w/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573728757611743666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">When I <i>finally </i>got to the hospital that evening, Sheree was in good spirits. She just received her epidural and had essentially no pain.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5kghi4r0bQ/TVncxZ1KG_I/AAAAAAAABJw/Ge20HZ4GjYc/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5kghi4r0bQ/TVncxZ1KG_I/AAAAAAAABJw/Ge20HZ4GjYc/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573728755153247218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88cQ44g08X4/TVncw1VI_nI/AAAAAAAABJo/wRN6pKHTH_c/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88cQ44g08X4/TVncw1VI_nI/AAAAAAAABJo/wRN6pKHTH_c/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573728745355279986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Around 2am Sheree at last began to feel pressure. The doctors told her to hold on for another 30 mins and then she was able to start pushing. In record time, I swear Sheree pushed 3 to 4 times in less than 10 mins, Kennedy Elyse Patricia Groves was born at 2:59am, weighing 5lbs 9oz, 19 inches long. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qt6PkO1kK90/TVncDF9RIZI/AAAAAAAABJg/epexlLAhV34/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qt6PkO1kK90/TVncDF9RIZI/AAAAAAAABJg/epexlLAhV34/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573727959544570258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >She's such an alert baby, keeping her eyes open all the time, observing her new surroundings</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wH6NLK8iZ2I/TVncDCsF1wI/AAAAAAAABJY/fVB3EOs_WdA/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wH6NLK8iZ2I/TVncDCsF1wI/AAAAAAAABJY/fVB3EOs_WdA/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573727958667220738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ouaucssoKB0/TVncCvJ0s0I/AAAAAAAABJQ/f7bwOiSGdms/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ouaucssoKB0/TVncCvJ0s0I/AAAAAAAABJQ/f7bwOiSGdms/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573727953423217474" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Proud Daddy</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbTDzPKtjYk/TVncCc5OKNI/AAAAAAAABJI/9xL9nMdTh2A/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbTDzPKtjYk/TVncCc5OKNI/AAAAAAAABJI/9xL9nMdTh2A/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573727948521744594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Kennedy with her Aunt Kelli</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4l_LZcLSh4/TVncCLTXBBI/AAAAAAAABJA/N5aZqzppcPE/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4l_LZcLSh4/TVncCLTXBBI/AAAAAAAABJA/N5aZqzppcPE/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573727943799538706" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Even though I was up for over 24 hours and have to drive to DC today, I wouldn't have missed the birth of my god daughter for anything. I just met her and I'm already in love. </div></div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-8609994500603442922011-02-07T20:31:00.003-05:002011-02-07T20:58:13.606-05:00Mrs. Clean<div style="text-align: justify;">I love love love infomercials! I get so captivated by the neat little things people create and the ways they try to market it. This morning while giving one of my patients her meds, an infomercial for the Shark Vac then Steam was playing. After watching, I MUST HAVE THIS PRODUCT!! Imagine one apparatus that you can use to sweep/vacuum then turn right around and use the same thing to mop/steam all your floors. I so wish this was around when I lived in our house in Florida. I'm trying to talk the boyfriend into getting it. It would be perfect for his hardwood floors and it would be easier on me when I try to help out a little around his place...lol. Take a look and tell me you don't want this.... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fJNn3YJD4BM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-80173540908591425162011-02-03T18:45:00.003-05:002011-02-07T19:21:05.019-05:00Lesson Learned<div style="text-align: justify;">I put myself in a horrible situation about 4 or 5 years ago and God kept me there until today. At first I didn't understand it. I asked "why me" continuously and even thought God had forsaken me. But now I get it. It was His plan to make me stronger, wiser, and to have endless faith no matter the circumstance. I'm so happy to be free from this burden and now it's time to rebuild. </div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540980691844099974.post-37328088106221199022011-02-03T18:18:00.002-05:002011-02-07T18:53:16.878-05:00Leave the past, in the past<div style="text-align: justify;">The hardest thing about being in a new relationship is being in a new relationship. It's so difficult to let your past insecurities go when you've been wronged so many times before, but I'm here to tell you if you want it to work you better get over it and quick. Don't let your past dictate your future, enter in with a clear mind and open heart. Learn from your past relationship mistakes and don't ignore blatant signs; after all: fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. Good luck to all those newly in love oh and newly in like too. </div>NuNuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09244092217736553457noreply@blogger.com0