tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75972614791439115252024-03-14T06:30:29.624-05:00The Maisy Reportthe in's and out's of a simple girl's lifeMaisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.comBlogger191125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-39058651419248106972010-04-07T08:19:00.005-05:002010-04-07T08:36:56.001-05:00I've Been A Busy Girl<div style="text-align: center;"><br />We just recently got back from Cozumel, Mexico.<br /><br />This is one of the things you probably know about me...<br />I love tropical vacations.<br />I love laying on the beach and reading a book.<br />I love drinking froofy drinks.<br />I love an ice cold cerveca in the hot sun.<br />I loooove to sun bathe.<br />(i know it's not good for me but really do feel skinnier when i am tan)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpNdIqidiDLA5iebM2Ug76YOgW5xr0YLI9tsvk_kNSP0B2bjjmjpraCEPT5foh4RKszvdO9tRzMFN4wf_wFzyXlTDkcp_IHct74-i0hxq86Zz_unJKaBhpG-lEACwP1MU_MgJMKAWKc1OG/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpNdIqidiDLA5iebM2Ug76YOgW5xr0YLI9tsvk_kNSP0B2bjjmjpraCEPT5foh4RKszvdO9tRzMFN4wf_wFzyXlTDkcp_IHct74-i0hxq86Zz_unJKaBhpG-lEACwP1MU_MgJMKAWKc1OG/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385555939123890" border="0" /></a>On the way to the airport via Park & Fly.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfQYfskFBxJCXR1BNV271Kh3paorX7ESAItnY4Duf6NYlyv5vzahk9fIVneHV19L34WvKSoOZj1X0D_TV-NiStBHipuT1wktZdbMKEBNiM-qn37tpMQDt9A3CdHZZrnNxKte6u3B-y2fE/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfQYfskFBxJCXR1BNV271Kh3paorX7ESAItnY4Duf6NYlyv5vzahk9fIVneHV19L34WvKSoOZj1X0D_TV-NiStBHipuT1wktZdbMKEBNiM-qn37tpMQDt9A3CdHZZrnNxKte6u3B-y2fE/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385549134184050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Xw-MrkT9ON6nnwO9OnvGRY78nbaRv5lW1pJfPtF1oE4z_czLFDoTWw2P9AdwfTMasqvtsiocfMzCZbdnHdM6TE6iXK5xxKTgODi6KgRCK-ZXTQB828xEyhSYfEySnGvk7kv-fjv2AlP7/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Xw-MrkT9ON6nnwO9OnvGRY78nbaRv5lW1pJfPtF1oE4z_czLFDoTWw2P9AdwfTMasqvtsiocfMzCZbdnHdM6TE6iXK5xxKTgODi6KgRCK-ZXTQB828xEyhSYfEySnGvk7kv-fjv2AlP7/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385546677691410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVbM1g39WU79GZpP5G_1UbSdFYW8Xp-eHhQyNBvhPh05mNYpf0XiqzzMecNWCHzqdlqB3BpAIBvKAy_BEdSpDyJfR5wlYD5zSaio8qGjHVGgYoS37WJnTqm-ObYDX47chD44nlfPWQpSzF/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVbM1g39WU79GZpP5G_1UbSdFYW8Xp-eHhQyNBvhPh05mNYpf0XiqzzMecNWCHzqdlqB3BpAIBvKAy_BEdSpDyJfR5wlYD5zSaio8qGjHVGgYoS37WJnTqm-ObYDX47chD44nlfPWQpSzF/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385364249561506" border="0" /></a><br />Bradley loved being buried in the sand.<br />We just dug a deep, deep hole and dropped him in.<br />He's such a good sport.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_9shQ3NrRocRfUuBTO9pXN4LKgoMT0rUSO3J5vbJ54HNXVCqQNRTu0oJcoDhmcBtweNdYikVYQr_ZKZB_qh1CU87URzphCn_gEpNXEvbhGwLGiZwQjehSK_GcW4_Ev00l99lf1H025cdS/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_9shQ3NrRocRfUuBTO9pXN4LKgoMT0rUSO3J5vbJ54HNXVCqQNRTu0oJcoDhmcBtweNdYikVYQr_ZKZB_qh1CU87URzphCn_gEpNXEvbhGwLGiZwQjehSK_GcW4_Ev00l99lf1H025cdS/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385361880087106" border="0" /></a><br />Asher being proud of his master piece.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhftopjPRFT6cBxqv0db_DKyZwGZsFheblwmjFvUTGFL4d7bnUVfaLy18VW8iRj1lzeWwVyyLsjYRUVIeFZipkmrNxFSgTHq5yljjYzZEWDkbP7n-_eVO9QQSZ2iVNGyx0oAyW8twIi6oK8/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhftopjPRFT6cBxqv0db_DKyZwGZsFheblwmjFvUTGFL4d7bnUVfaLy18VW8iRj1lzeWwVyyLsjYRUVIeFZipkmrNxFSgTHq5yljjYzZEWDkbP7n-_eVO9QQSZ2iVNGyx0oAyW8twIi6oK8/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385353150760866" border="0" /></a><br />There is something about a little boy playing in the ocean.<br />This photo makes my heart melt.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98Sb1qQ6viSAkMQAwgJur0BcsZlS0cQ9cOgunP-yjHedw3MtnAs75Y4bHAPJ1et1e7jUOejRJCDcY4vm7HGUzHx4rJQaL0cT6EW3p5Sfdv8vMx6XfsDpZ92bcKyLSl0DZd2FHvNONntEK/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98Sb1qQ6viSAkMQAwgJur0BcsZlS0cQ9cOgunP-yjHedw3MtnAs75Y4bHAPJ1et1e7jUOejRJCDcY4vm7HGUzHx4rJQaL0cT6EW3p5Sfdv8vMx6XfsDpZ92bcKyLSl0DZd2FHvNONntEK/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385345158488098" border="0" /></a><br />Taking pictures of Asher taking pictures.<br />He used my good camera all week and I used the point and shoot.<br />I can't wait to get my hands on his photos!!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI2TPZBbMKWkoDG1kcpcWDzIip-9psmYmHKSMJzekSbVjMMoQtpQjK-ytpntlIDGc86T4EyszucUnnPjmkB7CkCsVDgSNKcxj-qr8ot5M08oZGaglPyKooaz7_Exd4UhhQZ5_CBxUHan6p/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI2TPZBbMKWkoDG1kcpcWDzIip-9psmYmHKSMJzekSbVjMMoQtpQjK-ytpntlIDGc86T4EyszucUnnPjmkB7CkCsVDgSNKcxj-qr8ot5M08oZGaglPyKooaz7_Exd4UhhQZ5_CBxUHan6p/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385338641572850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDGp2ABp5fTboXg8623YmFNDVRaZYuXxDaEah9h4hRJgXcwo84WuvIAV_wxzhyphenhyphenB_m2KDtXcq6gQK-lCcd7oaPDLfghqZlu_-crG1_qJwHJVp0m1m17ekibXrlenOwLG7qVmw3ezDozeOdM/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+072.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDGp2ABp5fTboXg8623YmFNDVRaZYuXxDaEah9h4hRJgXcwo84WuvIAV_wxzhyphenhyphenB_m2KDtXcq6gQK-lCcd7oaPDLfghqZlu_-crG1_qJwHJVp0m1m17ekibXrlenOwLG7qVmw3ezDozeOdM/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457384984467214386" border="0" /></a><br />As you can tell there is a mutual love these two boys share.<br />They are the only ones who get it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixyrW-Akxsphzzjsx32Mc8eBVx0aIMoSJL-HdAOqRoQgW0AGbPCdn9t4J8y0Vd5QgxHJK9hfuXMeA_4AIQoyqJJ6wa-Sh0gqr1o9bpQs6JKArcURze0yC1ZG0lzltxOCzFbtp-e6F7nzu7/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+079.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixyrW-Akxsphzzjsx32Mc8eBVx0aIMoSJL-HdAOqRoQgW0AGbPCdn9t4J8y0Vd5QgxHJK9hfuXMeA_4AIQoyqJJ6wa-Sh0gqr1o9bpQs6JKArcURze0yC1ZG0lzltxOCzFbtp-e6F7nzu7/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457384981497856626" border="0" /></a><br />Silly, silly boy.<br />Sometimes he acts just like his mama.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWshNcLToerdK6DnS_jFQSms4kTqjyEt_gD5hXKVmR4YH1S9xV3anxH9NoCX_RZheVFSy4VhYUvoUCOCqfIe32bPlZHxIqiFF7LIv44FxhFQn6eZ5qLtsEMZovjW-Qkl4_gX3YNMraz4aY/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+086.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWshNcLToerdK6DnS_jFQSms4kTqjyEt_gD5hXKVmR4YH1S9xV3anxH9NoCX_RZheVFSy4VhYUvoUCOCqfIe32bPlZHxIqiFF7LIv44FxhFQn6eZ5qLtsEMZovjW-Qkl4_gX3YNMraz4aY/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457384970783362658" border="0" /></a><br />There were these peacocks all over our resort.<br />LOVE THEM!!!<br />You should have seen me chasing these things all over....<br />PRICELESS~<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qbEOLrHrRu3SQ9FrKiCjAFSF3x6egk4FTFkCfZSMzoKjAqycbTh3m6FYMGVet7x21xapMOVQNNJgtOYvIWCEcfTIEg6-IDq7D_H8aWpin6MpuzJrD1mh8rSVo_fkYBeVMBrt8MDfvLHu/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qbEOLrHrRu3SQ9FrKiCjAFSF3x6egk4FTFkCfZSMzoKjAqycbTh3m6FYMGVet7x21xapMOVQNNJgtOYvIWCEcfTIEg6-IDq7D_H8aWpin6MpuzJrD1mh8rSVo_fkYBeVMBrt8MDfvLHu/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457384958838938178" border="0" /></a><br />Even iguanas need to get a room.<br />Just kidding... they were trying to get past each other and apparently the only way to do that was to climb over each other.<br />At least that's what they told us.<br />Frisky little iguanas.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHM2kWKl8T-tsk4DdnNdER3T0mrA9vJDcN0IpHb0fLPzW3rmGI_pf6eK80li-jF4Ppo5JD6wsxfUQp8GPaSYjwjwCwMt0pIrAIVlfcCKCVfi0Mb40RlmXNp78DVGS6vLuXnLFApwhGVQaI/s1600/cozumel+mx+3.10+094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHM2kWKl8T-tsk4DdnNdER3T0mrA9vJDcN0IpHb0fLPzW3rmGI_pf6eK80li-jF4Ppo5JD6wsxfUQp8GPaSYjwjwCwMt0pIrAIVlfcCKCVfi0Mb40RlmXNp78DVGS6vLuXnLFApwhGVQaI/s400/cozumel+mx+3.10+094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457384948460416402" border="0" /></a><br />This is what we all felt like at the end of our trip.<br />Totally relaxed.<br /><br />I begged Bill to call the airlines to extend our stay.<br />He tried but their were no seats available.<br />What a guy!!<br />That's what happens when you travel over spring break.<br /><br />I can't wait to go back.<br /><br />Did any of you go away for spring break or did you have a staycation??<br /><br /><br />PS....i have made some big life changes....can't wait to share them with you!<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-74416168094671135952010-03-15T12:13:00.003-05:002010-03-15T12:28:51.018-05:00Sisters<div style="text-align: center;"><br />Sisterly love runs so deep.<br /><br />They are the people who drive you crazy but yet you love endlessly.<br /><br />They are the ones who just "get" you.<br /><br />They are the ones who don't let ya get away with anything.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCH6Jc5KMX8SYod5Dr7Wm562Fr9Zh23Azzh8a_xY0J4b2Piz14bnWiOOHtqDwJnCMmEsdFAaUe2qLL1NedgszKLeJ64J-uvuSvwA0pFwQdum-sanVB4zneuXwWWfElbhU9a97C6UqTxsH1/s1600-h/st+pattys+day+2010+017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCH6Jc5KMX8SYod5Dr7Wm562Fr9Zh23Azzh8a_xY0J4b2Piz14bnWiOOHtqDwJnCMmEsdFAaUe2qLL1NedgszKLeJ64J-uvuSvwA0pFwQdum-sanVB4zneuXwWWfElbhU9a97C6UqTxsH1/s400/st+pattys+day+2010+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448910112185862914" border="0" /></a>This is the sister that drives me crazy(because she knows me so well) and yet makes me laugh harder than anyone else in the whole world.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPWpuFwQKLPEICpeEE_fxDTwjetsVqh1sU5EiIggtByvcdHgPLfVkbfIqpuaYfo3uPoaZd7720e1drDLuu8eZtwfI0dVoTs2vDOim2iSEAbsRewhROltZ7wZMpI6NUpblu8rrQf87SOJYg/s1600-h/st+pattys+day+2010+018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPWpuFwQKLPEICpeEE_fxDTwjetsVqh1sU5EiIggtByvcdHgPLfVkbfIqpuaYfo3uPoaZd7720e1drDLuu8eZtwfI0dVoTs2vDOim2iSEAbsRewhROltZ7wZMpI6NUpblu8rrQf87SOJYg/s400/st+pattys+day+2010+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448910102384501090" border="0" /></a><br />This is my sister, Kelly.<br /><br />She is the sister who:<br /> used to pay me to do her laundry<br />took me to the beach<br />took me bowling<br />took me to the movies<br />I shared a queen size bed with while growing up<br />used to let me use her ID so I could get into bars before I was 21<br />(SSSSHHHH don't tell anyone)<br />when we get new wallets we do the "toll booth"<br />(that's when we act like we are paying a toll so we can show off our new wallet)<br />shared her son's halloweeen candy with me<br />(we actually ate it ALL while playing Mario Brother on Nintendo in one night)<br />eats whatever she wants and NEVER gains weight<br />(I know, I hate her too for that)<br /><br />The list could go on and on..<br />I'm just lucky to have someone in my life that was there all those years growing up....<br />through the good the bad and the ugly.<br /><br />I hope she reads this. She would kill me if she knew she was on my BLOG.<br />See, only sisters can do that.<br /><br />Happy Monday!!!<br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-53783495712135527102010-03-09T11:08:00.002-06:002010-03-09T11:32:19.508-06:00Looky, Looky<div style="text-align: center;">So imagine this....<br /><br />I'm in my yard...<br /><br />minding my own business....<br /><br />and this little thing pops into my view.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO7L_uYSmoo5EvOHcLES3wwVsS243j7NPrLWkYEfejz7k5jHwTiiqlocA4AbuRikvQA1KvkDtGfoAed6L-Kj_WEGWCg03DYpTrsm2eJW1FC4-8nQ03WTBD3Sh8BCbHQFRTT1AYrWJMFU56/s1600-h/flowers+022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO7L_uYSmoo5EvOHcLES3wwVsS243j7NPrLWkYEfejz7k5jHwTiiqlocA4AbuRikvQA1KvkDtGfoAed6L-Kj_WEGWCg03DYpTrsm2eJW1FC4-8nQ03WTBD3Sh8BCbHQFRTT1AYrWJMFU56/s400/flowers+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446682515520200098" border="0" /></a>Yep, that right...<br />it's a Crocus.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrLxWj8Zc5Ul6-JTI3s93n2rwPrkeY8wG5I91dHe5Hm5lg5FgVjVA7vhFZPGav_9VjPVNveLh0w_55R09iBvCrbeHXrC1Bi205nMGOt8-p7pm5v_RgjcK818i5wueloaE7KtjLekfV0_T5/s1600-h/flowers+023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrLxWj8Zc5Ul6-JTI3s93n2rwPrkeY8wG5I91dHe5Hm5lg5FgVjVA7vhFZPGav_9VjPVNveLh0w_55R09iBvCrbeHXrC1Bi205nMGOt8-p7pm5v_RgjcK818i5wueloaE7KtjLekfV0_T5/s400/flowers+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446682501272738674" border="0" /></a><br />It has been a long, white, cold winter her in Chicago.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJIkWKC9SSUzipACin0tvzcogJxYt7qlq4SV9oIiZnGdkdYqFfUr3Ntv8_SiDOVh-1mLZpN5EgOReCwoWhuM4KkRhTec8F9dzEmyxwFqbuhiuijUJby3oGv9Mw_FFW0hYgq1pxEbqZQMs/s1600-h/flowers+026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJIkWKC9SSUzipACin0tvzcogJxYt7qlq4SV9oIiZnGdkdYqFfUr3Ntv8_SiDOVh-1mLZpN5EgOReCwoWhuM4KkRhTec8F9dzEmyxwFqbuhiuijUJby3oGv9Mw_FFW0hYgq1pxEbqZQMs/s400/flowers+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446682498870684258" border="0" /></a><br />This is just what I needed to get me through until my upcoming beach vacation.<br /><br />Happy Tuesday!!!!<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-82105998599403453562010-03-05T11:59:00.003-06:002010-03-05T12:07:07.473-06:00Out With The Old....In With The New<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />Have I mentioned lately that I LOOOVE me some daisy's?<br /><br />Wait...I'm pretty sure I have.<br /><br />Well look what I found at the Crate and Barrel Outlet store.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22PWP4RWObYYDp_TyAejyD_FSPFrDqCVsHcd7oc37iZKj2xKRNR5kETWnHEDv6vPVzu0s0zlmgHrwSKAbZGpdUED8Q-K-koALjRBz3zpgOBPypj5bi6UhxM0iO8JIF418C5Rf99OX2SsE/s1600-h/daisycups"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 335px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22PWP4RWObYYDp_TyAejyD_FSPFrDqCVsHcd7oc37iZKj2xKRNR5kETWnHEDv6vPVzu0s0zlmgHrwSKAbZGpdUED8Q-K-koALjRBz3zpgOBPypj5bi6UhxM0iO8JIF418C5Rf99OX2SsE/s400/daisycups" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445211122112505106" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I filled my kitchen cupboards with these.<br />(I thought cupboards would sound better than cabinets...don't ya think it does??)<br /><br />These glasses actually make me a bit giddy.<br />I have been drinking lots of water so I can use them.<br /><br />Yep, that's how I roll.<br />Whenever I clean out and organize my pantry I always find myself more hungry.<br />That way I can go in and see how good it looks.<br /><br />When I organize my basement I find myself going down there more.<br /><br />When I clean out my closet in my bedroom I find I don't wear sweat pants as much.<br /><br />Any-hoo...where was I??<br />Oh yeah...the new glasses.<br /><br />I 'm so happy about them...<br />I better wrap this post up.<br />I'm feeling thirsty again.<br /><br />Happy Weekend!!!<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-80899315073129099082010-03-04T08:09:00.003-06:002010-03-04T08:23:39.479-06:00FREAKY<div style="text-align: center;"><br />I have this new little freaky obsession.<br /><br />Hubby thinks I'm a bit cooky.<br /><br />He just doesn't get it.<br /><br />While I was on my "computer break" I discovered some new TV shows.<br /><br />I call them my "Ghost Shows."<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWX-zJIwe3-EBLvZQ6-2K9fcaX6UaanhmIq58hxzw3Y47278eVW2SLWpQN_oPI4ygNnvbOixiHVX5Pt4fhBQxFkQpFa9aNoOGTJ38ZBGz8eFBZjaTlpucU16P1s4qtTzARzB-pWBCqaqOW/s1600-h/gh1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWX-zJIwe3-EBLvZQ6-2K9fcaX6UaanhmIq58hxzw3Y47278eVW2SLWpQN_oPI4ygNnvbOixiHVX5Pt4fhBQxFkQpFa9aNoOGTJ38ZBGz8eFBZjaTlpucU16P1s4qtTzARzB-pWBCqaqOW/s400/gh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444780997379179746" border="0" /></a>I like that these 2 guys and their team are out to give a logical explanation for what people are experiencing. They are not there to prove that there are ghosts. They are out to prove that what people are experiencing are NOT ghosts.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzwPR2JaavjTpu3X9U8MFOhMhx9UFkD2tSnTq58gWR_YpYm46-LE0i4yEbSBzhZFJ7Si8KQPDH-jazwFntBXxV1gdLOJOmY1LykA8tXzWsbcUFrAh6NMHrnfwCcmchybzPXFcQux_B8rd/s1600-h/ghi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzwPR2JaavjTpu3X9U8MFOhMhx9UFkD2tSnTq58gWR_YpYm46-LE0i4yEbSBzhZFJ7Si8KQPDH-jazwFntBXxV1gdLOJOmY1LykA8tXzWsbcUFrAh6NMHrnfwCcmchybzPXFcQux_B8rd/s400/ghi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444780990597047714" border="0" /></a><br />The reason why I love this show is that it allows me to see some really old castles.<br />I am an anthropologist at heart.<br />I love to see how people used to live.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SmfKeKCnbA9xpnkQnAjP0EAtS2BbEO5gVduFwbEgK-ZaMp32fVVwh5CM78D9BMQgvlAuLbMcqeyyL-7hV4G8BL6FF-04dV__DVy-kS3UkVFirlCPN-TLwNfrWHhyphenhyphenCJfO3jcU03ID16-L/s1600-h/gh2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SmfKeKCnbA9xpnkQnAjP0EAtS2BbEO5gVduFwbEgK-ZaMp32fVVwh5CM78D9BMQgvlAuLbMcqeyyL-7hV4G8BL6FF-04dV__DVy-kS3UkVFirlCPN-TLwNfrWHhyphenhyphenCJfO3jcU03ID16-L/s400/gh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444780983610084994" border="0" /></a><br />I just like this show.<br /><br /><br /><br />Hubby really does think I'm crazy. My kids think I'm funny.....I'm not sure in a good way though :)<br /><br />Hubby gave me a gift certificate for a Chicago Ghost Tour.<br />He even told me he would go with me.<br />Can you believe it? Sheesh, he's a good guy~<br />Now....that is love.....true love!!!<br />He would ONLY do that for me.<br /><br />That means I'm gonna have to do something for him now.<br />Huh....what should I do?<br />That is NOT a rhetorical question. Really....what should I do??<br /><br />I want him to know how much it means to me that he would actually go on a ghost tour with me. I know in my heart it's the last thing he would want to do.<br /><br />Do you have any interests that other people don't "get?"<br />I want to know I'm not alone in this.<br />Come on girlies...help me out here.<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-23241667536701486482010-02-27T17:26:00.002-06:002010-02-27T17:37:19.462-06:00Maisy...Daisy<div style="text-align: center;"><br />Maisy love her some Daisy's<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJ1eR-VsUlhRfqRbHerhx2KfFS5_lQYiXOop6J3dgGuHwGDo4jdQtC4I3jJTWH7crtgD-Ukz4M-HRo_uxs1Jv3OTpzcd8ktiQcVENCR7Za8co68vKCF3HJ3f_sHBRv2Uu8YLeSnq_2-nO/s1600-h/daisy2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJ1eR-VsUlhRfqRbHerhx2KfFS5_lQYiXOop6J3dgGuHwGDo4jdQtC4I3jJTWH7crtgD-Ukz4M-HRo_uxs1Jv3OTpzcd8ktiQcVENCR7Za8co68vKCF3HJ3f_sHBRv2Uu8YLeSnq_2-nO/s400/daisy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443068892649653874" border="0" /></a>I really am a pretty simple girl.<br /><br />I don't need much.<br /><br />I know lots of girls love roses.<br /><br />I am not a rose girl.<br />(don't tell my hubby...he just came home with a dozen for me the other night. i don't have the heart to tell him i'm not a big fan of roses.<br />hey, it's the thought that counts.....right??)<br /><br />Any-hoo....<br />It was my mom that brought daisy's to my attention.<br />She always said that they last long...<br />They never look bad.<br />And they are just simple and pretty.<br />Have I mentioned lately how smart my mom was??<br /><br />So, about 2 weeks after she died my sister and I went off to the tattoo parlor.<br /><br />Yep, that's right....<br />MAISY HAS A TATTOO<br />(actually i have 2....thinking about another one)<br />I have a daisy tattoo.<br />(the 2nd one i have is a celtic shamrock...i'm an irish girl)<br /><br />I have never had a regret since I got it 13 years ago.<br />It makes me feel so good knowing that I permanently have a piece of what my mom loved with me...well on me....at all times.<br /><br />Do you have a tattoo?<br />If so I would love to hear what it is.<br /><br />I think I know what my 3rd one will be.<br /><br />Well...happy rest of the weekend.<br /><br />PS... I got the second one in Mexico over spring break 3 years ago with all my children watching.<br />I know....I know....I never said I was mother of the year.<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-70008066482850683332010-02-16T13:57:00.003-06:002010-02-16T14:50:20.349-06:00February 13, 2010<div style="text-align: center;">PART I<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On Saturday Jen and I held a bloggy get together.<br /><br />Oh what fun it was...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvdabiEtSSOLduTqH22KfSQLKgRp8CwwWGuAVzjPTkTlq-P4WWYukFJXiEwQqzI7NBwzqeAPt7HVzpa3Q3eBaeNGA8plyF2qJj8MMks93Zbe4G9Lye7sqRYD8iUxdfDE-2m7wF2d3BNZO/s1600-h/BOGGY+GET+TOGETHER+061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvdabiEtSSOLduTqH22KfSQLKgRp8CwwWGuAVzjPTkTlq-P4WWYukFJXiEwQqzI7NBwzqeAPt7HVzpa3Q3eBaeNGA8plyF2qJj8MMks93Zbe4G9Lye7sqRYD8iUxdfDE-2m7wF2d3BNZO/s400/BOGGY+GET+TOGETHER+061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438933108453471010" border="0" /></a>There we are.<br />Two happy friends...<br />Happy to be meeting more friends.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhulgPRTPTI9QojEKQV3GMp7__ekoynuYufSMM8MJnu4t5kpOvRdIMRqyx_QKGoXLOuNyBj3j8WXCUZyNHdSABMoi2TQmHg4fGAF3wvTCuuutUJTD0C6ULsbDKEIg3oHALZkUHb4dYgdhO2/s1600-h/BOGGY+GET+TOGETHER+031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhulgPRTPTI9QojEKQV3GMp7__ekoynuYufSMM8MJnu4t5kpOvRdIMRqyx_QKGoXLOuNyBj3j8WXCUZyNHdSABMoi2TQmHg4fGAF3wvTCuuutUJTD0C6ULsbDKEIg3oHALZkUHb4dYgdhO2/s400/BOGGY+GET+TOGETHER+031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438933106346834034" border="0" /></a><br />Here is our welcome sign.<br /><br />Well...that's it for now...<br />you will just have to wait to get the rest of the story and photos.<br /><br />Sorry....<br />A girl only has so much time.<br />I have to still go through all 100 photos.<br /><br />Until...next time...part II<br /><br />xoxo<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-19925259670933348002010-02-09T11:44:00.003-06:002010-02-09T12:10:24.269-06:00i'm back<span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >ok...so it's been awhile.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >please excuse my absence.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >it has been much needed.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >i thought i would let you know what i have been up to.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >are ya ready for this???</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >A BIG FAT NOTHING!!!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >that's right....a whole lot of nothin'.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >well...aside from laundry, cooking, cleaning, volunteering, get a daughter ready to study abroad, packing lunches, helping my boy with his homework, basketball, soccer, tutoring, traveling, spending some amazing time with the hubby, talking on the phone....etc.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >that's right...i have gotten back into talking on the phone. i was maintaining some of my relationships via e-mail. i am so happy to hear voices again.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >in my absence i have been doing some real, true soul-searching.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >i would like to let you in on what i have learned about myself:</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >1) i need maisy time. not just a minute here and there but time to just veg out by myself. no phone, computer or any other electronic for that matter.</span><span style="font-size:130%;">....</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >ok...maybe the TV</span><span style="font-size:130%;">~<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >2) i really only need a few friends. </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >3) i need to read every day.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >4) i do not have to cook, clean and keep my house kept up to be happy. it's actually just the opposite. the less i do out of obligation the happier i am.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >5) it's important to me to say what i mean and mean what i say. i also need that in return.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >6) the problems that my husband and i have had in the past have only made out marriage richer, deeper and stronger.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >7) i really do believe that i need my family more than they need me. i have always prided myself on not needing anyone. boy, was i way off base.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >8) i need to not allow fear to rule my life. this is my 2010 resolution. wish me luck.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >9) i am a homebody. there is no where else i want to be other than in my home.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >10) this is the big one....things that have happened in my life no longer need to drive me. i have spent 40 years revisiting things that were not happy times in my life. i WILL not allow those experience to take any more time. i will not look into the future. i WILL only do what needs to be done NOW to make this very moment special.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >thanks once again for allowing me to share.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >i have missed all of you. it was time i truly needed to spend alone.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >xoxo</span>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-22350985693094844872010-01-03T17:23:00.003-06:002010-01-03T17:42:46.878-06:00New Year Sale<div style="text-align: center;"><br />I wanted to wish everyone a BIG FAT Happy New Year.<br /><br />This has been a year of lots of joy. This has also been a year of tremendous sadness.<br /><br />I have decided that I would like to stay focused on the joy.<br /><br />I wanted to be sure to pass my joy onto you.<br /><br />So.....I have decided to have a sale at my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/maisysmarket">store</a>.<br /><br />For the next week for every $25.00 you spend I will give you a $5.00 credit back through PayPal once I receive payment. *Sorry, this does not include shipping*<br /><br />Now I'm going to be honest here.....I have loads of stuff to get onto <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/maisysmarket">Maisy's Market</a> and I'm just buying myself some more time.<br /><br />The day this sale ends I will be landing at an airport in Mexico.<br />(it was a surprise from the hubby)<br />With that in mind....I am going to take a little vacation from the <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/maisysmarket">Market</a>.<br />On Saturday, January 16th the store will be loaded up with all sorts of new items.<br /> Below you will find a sample of some of the items that are in stock now!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8y7kd3DoC3at_IM2uhtM8OzrgH0ODSCXdxOx6Vz5lrGaDH5NAg_ith2jD6SZmH9EomVYg_VwNWjwJoYmVL1vlr5pbvNgoR59UkUDYxb6rPSzABWyGYNFcGsH0UEKDsDSWxJmQpMYHoTUn/s1600-h/sale10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8y7kd3DoC3at_IM2uhtM8OzrgH0ODSCXdxOx6Vz5lrGaDH5NAg_ith2jD6SZmH9EomVYg_VwNWjwJoYmVL1vlr5pbvNgoR59UkUDYxb6rPSzABWyGYNFcGsH0UEKDsDSWxJmQpMYHoTUn/s400/sale10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658926272852978" border="0" /></a>French Gravy Boat<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8KVAIu3gQwws95ikAJt3Fqo3bj4QLTV_k7QIe2UqVTkg0AncD9rT7h6takTo7aKKvtGT8gEAXO_eJc9VIByT2wEt3WHKLnharKlXvF5SH5soKiDH53pEW1FRaEbsqEVRl9-taLjltlYi7/s1600-h/sale9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8KVAIu3gQwws95ikAJt3Fqo3bj4QLTV_k7QIe2UqVTkg0AncD9rT7h6takTo7aKKvtGT8gEAXO_eJc9VIByT2wEt3WHKLnharKlXvF5SH5soKiDH53pEW1FRaEbsqEVRl9-taLjltlYi7/s400/sale9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658922250653922" border="0" /></a><br />Vintage Flatware<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4wE0nA2_GbSaOxrP0lob4CvUEJ8w9H6c6b2WvOpHOdRwESq6rZfpzh5FpqOmH-CpvXCx27beaTZpyXChhVSRtaxdyu0_ylHggbZy3LteQ70rw24oliNrVQ9Vv7PFjtLYR5WFodAt2PTu/s1600-h/sale8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4wE0nA2_GbSaOxrP0lob4CvUEJ8w9H6c6b2WvOpHOdRwESq6rZfpzh5FpqOmH-CpvXCx27beaTZpyXChhVSRtaxdyu0_ylHggbZy3LteQ70rw24oliNrVQ9Vv7PFjtLYR5WFodAt2PTu/s400/sale8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658919100515698" border="0" /></a><br />Milk Glass Bowl<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJoGY3rb_tTyVrVLZKlMcOUsft3F3ecA3AfPbhhqNAsQzx9y3Nh2ipJ0SM5b5yDbPcyrAfHsYhKy78GTsH5PFAOiRCgXL_JRm-Rr6yP5BNDbRsPdEfmkL7NpEE5JBUOwgcOARj0ecCoQ3j/s1600-h/sale7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJoGY3rb_tTyVrVLZKlMcOUsft3F3ecA3AfPbhhqNAsQzx9y3Nh2ipJ0SM5b5yDbPcyrAfHsYhKy78GTsH5PFAOiRCgXL_JRm-Rr6yP5BNDbRsPdEfmkL7NpEE5JBUOwgcOARj0ecCoQ3j/s400/sale7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658913762222338" border="0" /></a><br />Vintage Aluminum Canister Set<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lnGN_j7-w8o5e7OlakbEQ7wrEW_R8iby__tInIgJq2KGGmsjPw1tlbEFUwdPjz_VUUioqx2S46nV85tKE5kn_zCUfEjYy0n0uvrDbnqHtMK9E2ZOk901X1KJOqJUTnNR8_2LjKFucVG-/s1600-h/sale6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lnGN_j7-w8o5e7OlakbEQ7wrEW_R8iby__tInIgJq2KGGmsjPw1tlbEFUwdPjz_VUUioqx2S46nV85tKE5kn_zCUfEjYy0n0uvrDbnqHtMK9E2ZOk901X1KJOqJUTnNR8_2LjKFucVG-/s400/sale6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658909826460642" border="0" /></a><br />Vintage Flash Cards from 1959<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcl9pppM1h_NLOaQe1_SQ1GY8AjXVYKqnFzYTpSiahxNfa1i2DfPnFkzPq5uf37upzg2nJ3nAlVldlGmaQxPsv48fnYd0upHP3EJcErcLWJDXRunDscwWQ3G98h3fQ7-HRf0e5U6V8YuxD/s1600-h/sale5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcl9pppM1h_NLOaQe1_SQ1GY8AjXVYKqnFzYTpSiahxNfa1i2DfPnFkzPq5uf37upzg2nJ3nAlVldlGmaQxPsv48fnYd0upHP3EJcErcLWJDXRunDscwWQ3G98h3fQ7-HRf0e5U6V8YuxD/s400/sale5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658688734146946" border="0" /></a><br />Vintage Green Metal Flower Frog<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS5TVG1HOd7odXKDYaKpCYJguXcgsYb8gY59vA_YJTq8h6mexjRjNCgBv6Px1y_kcOaoIhqwVbxRFdMUwUegSiEnmwgGmLCAC1CA9b7FRFqvxxGKD-2ZtYLvsorh-JBxV7VFSAWuq7YBoL/s1600-h/sale4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS5TVG1HOd7odXKDYaKpCYJguXcgsYb8gY59vA_YJTq8h6mexjRjNCgBv6Px1y_kcOaoIhqwVbxRFdMUwUegSiEnmwgGmLCAC1CA9b7FRFqvxxGKD-2ZtYLvsorh-JBxV7VFSAWuq7YBoL/s400/sale4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658682251463890" border="0" /></a><br />Vintage Post Cards.<br />They all date back from 1891-1915.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8CjwWuijU8N2fTSTLOH1yLn7yE87NU8PGSkJjc9TYx4Yz9s8zzoyCtsS_NgZnTstEml7S1jrTdANtp9hUfcZEdeIMK9Hqf7mzEv1Ax_Eg-8xtfdbQj5UcJzF1v8JulONT4lDmO2f9-Tpl/s1600-h/sale3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8CjwWuijU8N2fTSTLOH1yLn7yE87NU8PGSkJjc9TYx4Yz9s8zzoyCtsS_NgZnTstEml7S1jrTdANtp9hUfcZEdeIMK9Hqf7mzEv1Ax_Eg-8xtfdbQj5UcJzF1v8JulONT4lDmO2f9-Tpl/s400/sale3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658673087346018" border="0" /></a><br />Vintage Gray Buttons in a Sweet Jar<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwB_2Cf-Dkwy2dbeSalrs9wvvzRE2S9Ap1DbpHBtrnKcBvONVqZOdD7ecC064z-BczdwdJSOQXCtfHkZ7jn87mI9aNOjH-I3GyNpc98OFuLXoyIGKUoa3NTmVDp0eZLFLNozL3UOjbt5KZ/s1600-h/sale2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwB_2Cf-Dkwy2dbeSalrs9wvvzRE2S9Ap1DbpHBtrnKcBvONVqZOdD7ecC064z-BczdwdJSOQXCtfHkZ7jn87mI9aNOjH-I3GyNpc98OFuLXoyIGKUoa3NTmVDp0eZLFLNozL3UOjbt5KZ/s400/sale2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658670993568562" border="0" /></a><br />Vintage Bowl with Lid<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ddRXoYZtr4pMJJhHtVidwtNLKvU4Bh-iSrrfr0bvdcmcnkko8sPufaIrkbK7gTDOsp0icf4uDmSXRpIBkTHwGJ-TQTjAKJTqfD7vqZAZ0k_F3GP6cLwlRYab3zN7W8iiTYGn-5X5cuX8/s1600-h/sale1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ddRXoYZtr4pMJJhHtVidwtNLKvU4Bh-iSrrfr0bvdcmcnkko8sPufaIrkbK7gTDOsp0icf4uDmSXRpIBkTHwGJ-TQTjAKJTqfD7vqZAZ0k_F3GP6cLwlRYab3zN7W8iiTYGn-5X5cuX8/s400/sale1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422658668039145266" border="0" /></a><br />Set of Vintage Milk Glass Vases<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I just want to end by saying THANK YOU to each and every one of you for being such amazing bloggy friends.<br />It has been a tough year and I can't imagine walking this path without all of you.<br /><br />Happy, Happy, Happy New Year!<br /><br />P.S. if you stop by my shop be sure to send me an e-mail to say hello! Would love to know that you are all thought about~<br /><br />xoxoxoxoxo<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-39028764375121017242009-12-16T16:35:00.003-06:002009-12-16T16:47:24.313-06:00UGH!!!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >So....here I sit...<br />in front of my computer....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo4L8n6NmKlOI38G22lh2JICMR2wFQoJNn51-Jq5lGZzMjPU1QhFPQqjuqFUFNB8MefPno27UwAKihWw3Hz7zq8JoQ-cY2MXXn4S33UcrmGqRs1dE4LHsyPHHSbwfaXJjR-2YCzGhZE7pl/s1600-h/banner.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo4L8n6NmKlOI38G22lh2JICMR2wFQoJNn51-Jq5lGZzMjPU1QhFPQqjuqFUFNB8MefPno27UwAKihWw3Hz7zq8JoQ-cY2MXXn4S33UcrmGqRs1dE4LHsyPHHSbwfaXJjR-2YCzGhZE7pl/s400/banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415966489615350578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >and I can't come up with a darn thing to write about.<br /><br />That has been my problem for a while.<br /><br />So...I thought I would write a letter to my writer's block....<br />Here I go....Wish me luck~</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhingvDRqIpBT7j3vD5uzEhJiSTDflgunX8VIBeKuzaFsbbFsPFa0ActKr7m1stIU9b6-Rx3BhKVgVgDCL7AFkZNnLL10saxqXBLe5iZYca35G2zBK2Bobmk0bZ5sFhEx-AOUiZfXaSnI38/s1600-h/banner.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhingvDRqIpBT7j3vD5uzEhJiSTDflgunX8VIBeKuzaFsbbFsPFa0ActKr7m1stIU9b6-Rx3BhKVgVgDCL7AFkZNnLL10saxqXBLe5iZYca35G2zBK2Bobmk0bZ5sFhEx-AOUiZfXaSnI38/s400/banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415966480626503922" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Dear Writer's Block,<br />I'm not sure where you came from. <br />I'm not sure why you think you were invited.<br />I'm not sure why you have decided to target me.<br />Seriously, WB...I want you to go away.<br />I want to come up with cute, funny, inspiring, meaningful, heartfelt things to write about.<br />So...you need to go back to where you came from.<br />Goodbye....please don't come back...<br />You are no longer welcome!!!!<br />Have a great day....Happy Holidays....Happy New year, WB...!!!<br />Sincerely,<br />Maisy</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gIRYyAVgP4Rsih6DVz_SFG9K6O-6mmAchfv3ec7xnCUSMcdZwd79891ABsXBM_qcbVqO8cPnh6zhEdYfv0p7DuaHWG-kIyFf_6wKe9VEURYdXh0CHjtv_39qUm6fwmGS6ziyG9Ybek0U/s1600-h/banner.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gIRYyAVgP4Rsih6DVz_SFG9K6O-6mmAchfv3ec7xnCUSMcdZwd79891ABsXBM_qcbVqO8cPnh6zhEdYfv0p7DuaHWG-kIyFf_6wKe9VEURYdXh0CHjtv_39qUm6fwmGS6ziyG9Ybek0U/s400/banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415966475888273330" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Do tell....do you think it will listen?<br />Do you think it will go away?<br />Maybe the new year will turn my creative juices back on.<br /><br />In the meantime....<br /><br />I must really start Christmas shopping.<br />Maybe that will give me some funny stories to write about.<br />Like the lady who cut in front of everyone(like 15 people) because she refused to wait.<br />WAIT...WAIT...WAIT....I think I just came up with something to write about.<br /><br />Wow...thanks everyone for giving me that idea.<br />That was really sweet of all of you :)<br /><br />It really is a funny, in a not so funny way, story.<br /><br />Well...now you know what my next post will be about.<br /></span></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-86507158404487400782009-12-11T08:25:00.002-06:002009-12-11T08:47:29.358-06:00Gift Giving<div style="text-align: center;">I am a person that loves to find that special gift for people.<br />Something special...something I have put thought into.<br /><br />Below you will find some items from my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/maisysmarket">Etsy</a> store that I would love to recieve.<br />I know...I know...You are all thinking...<br />"Maisy, then why are you selling those items?"<br /><br />I can't keep everything, ya know!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg79zwkxltpC1-c9XCKvVj3XoAiFTrzuK1uYOoTlnSMaIrDSJst-uH1tZOmo2qxZp4T8BvQcv0458VhGk9MXSFyCIkW9Zn5FzqCvxXLvRIrVkmUh3X3RZnFRF9OwG4gQxbkLToSgAynpokc/s1600-h/etsy+dec+3+3009+029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg79zwkxltpC1-c9XCKvVj3XoAiFTrzuK1uYOoTlnSMaIrDSJst-uH1tZOmo2qxZp4T8BvQcv0458VhGk9MXSFyCIkW9Zn5FzqCvxXLvRIrVkmUh3X3RZnFRF9OwG4gQxbkLToSgAynpokc/s400/etsy+dec+3+3009+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413985746265511666" border="0" /></a>This could be used for cheese or better yet....to display your favorite things.<br />The teak base could be painted any color.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh88I8fVHbsmaGUX0VES0BbmL85EQLbu0OBxGeydofSAvzZ90ccckmvqVRUxqbivd2NwOUHiGiNSnw1ehbtkVqs3dpmyXV5V_ChDH7WvkrPhARflTo3QGJlA0mAZvai8svQZnUHBJ7QtFxE/s1600-h/etsy+dec+3+3009+016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh88I8fVHbsmaGUX0VES0BbmL85EQLbu0OBxGeydofSAvzZ90ccckmvqVRUxqbivd2NwOUHiGiNSnw1ehbtkVqs3dpmyXV5V_ChDH7WvkrPhARflTo3QGJlA0mAZvai8svQZnUHBJ7QtFxE/s400/etsy+dec+3+3009+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413985743268808194" border="0" /></a><br />Can a girl have too many cloches? I think not~<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8nitHLaCTgwENRD7-i3UALfcPm5CkLAgY6lrIaKaumkhOP3Et7iNFmM3FS8IvA3Wgz-YqX4wngF0b-lo3YjL_YPmgVxCzXjOT2qtJQ1NzxCoDGcgBAI85MTg548pSmBh6kcs2__sVRnC_/s1600-h/etsy+nov+11+2009+082.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8nitHLaCTgwENRD7-i3UALfcPm5CkLAgY6lrIaKaumkhOP3Et7iNFmM3FS8IvA3Wgz-YqX4wngF0b-lo3YjL_YPmgVxCzXjOT2qtJQ1NzxCoDGcgBAI85MTg548pSmBh6kcs2__sVRnC_/s400/etsy+nov+11+2009+082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413985739912914402" border="0" /></a><br />The perfect silver tray. It could be a jewelry tray or imagine chocolate covered strawberries on it. *sigh*<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-srKAgsanYqr0H3yyaJD0rMbd3f1rb1uRl4YtvQyWaSpuCoC52BH7achcMJ_V_q5Qpmu48LeIkBZA1f9iE_xurLoi696VDRuxyJQ5148yPbq4vyYI9vKoiV3SQowPJiFFnDWuWKb9Ka1/s1600-h/etsy+nov+11+2009+092.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-srKAgsanYqr0H3yyaJD0rMbd3f1rb1uRl4YtvQyWaSpuCoC52BH7achcMJ_V_q5Qpmu48LeIkBZA1f9iE_xurLoi696VDRuxyJQ5148yPbq4vyYI9vKoiV3SQowPJiFFnDWuWKb9Ka1/s400/etsy+nov+11+2009+092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413985737399229010" border="0" /></a><br />The most adorable little jar of buttons. Would look great on a shelf or table~<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5xBVEcaBxkqk0EydFVSdqKPrHslJwcYdEsZ-WFc5kOJHwNERssWYTDQzH-SaCQWT_TOAw72cDXLD-UR18x4XpiIiNkG_GsKPkY0m2471mwI9F5I1U2npdxEtEs01G330FHGt1LGyP4O6D/s1600-h/etsy+nov+11+2009+084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5xBVEcaBxkqk0EydFVSdqKPrHslJwcYdEsZ-WFc5kOJHwNERssWYTDQzH-SaCQWT_TOAw72cDXLD-UR18x4XpiIiNkG_GsKPkY0m2471mwI9F5I1U2npdxEtEs01G330FHGt1LGyP4O6D/s400/etsy+nov+11+2009+084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413985730270318930" border="0" /></a><br />This silver bowl is GORGEOUS! Would look perfect on your holiday table.<br /><br /><br />Feel free to stop by and check out my "<a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/maisysmarket">Market</a>".<br /><br />Happy Weekend to all and to all a good day~<br /><br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-36715470235364711322009-11-30T10:53:00.005-06:002009-11-30T11:13:08.546-06:00All I Want For Christmas Is My........<div style="text-align: center;">Over the last few months I have gotten myself back into reading.<br /><br />This always happens to me.<br /><br />I read allll the time.<br />I finish all my books and I'm just toooo lazy to go to a bookstore.<br /><br />Then, I start to really miss reading.<br /><br />It's the way I unwind before bed.<br />If the book is really good I always seem to find ways to read during the day.<br />Usually I tell myself that I'm really cold so I need to take a bath.<br /><br />Then I sit in the for an hour or two and read away.<br />I ALWAYS come out looking like a raisin.<br />That's the price I'm willing to pay for a great book.<br />Aren't I a trooper?<br />I'm always willing to take one for the team~<br /><br /><br />I usually have a laundry list of things I wish for every year.<br />Nope, not this year.<br /><br />All I want for Christmas is a Kindle.<br />The ONLY thing I want for Christmas this year is a Kindle.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW5jzNIvfFE2pQYkaLHjIpGxTDXDKiUwMbMsNXaKqIS_fX05T3INgRQjJKH9aSLq8g6i86V2irjLHx66rXOoPojOOIV3NKUAHE42hT7LPyUUVwHLbzye2GIv3EX6Bn4lXPMVpm-yVBt_nd/s1600/Kindle-front.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW5jzNIvfFE2pQYkaLHjIpGxTDXDKiUwMbMsNXaKqIS_fX05T3INgRQjJKH9aSLq8g6i86V2irjLHx66rXOoPojOOIV3NKUAHE42hT7LPyUUVwHLbzye2GIv3EX6Bn4lXPMVpm-yVBt_nd/s400/Kindle-front.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409942434671928850" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't tell Bill but I know he already ordered it for me.<br /><br />I asked for a screen protector and a cover for it from the kids.<br />Sure do hope they were listening.<br />I even told them what color I wanted.<br />Sure do hope they were listening.<br />I told them that I need a screen protector.<br />Sure do hope they were listening.<br /><br />KIDS....IF YOU ARE READING THIS PLEASE GET ME A SCREEN PROTECTOR AND A CASE. I picked the case out and showed Jakob which one I wanted. Ask him about it.<br /><br />What are you hoping for this Christmas??<br /><br />PS. Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving.<br /><br />We had to cancel the holiday at our house.<br />The little guy got the chicken pox.<br />Don't worry...I still cooked the 22 lb. bird and all the fixin's.<br />That's a lot of turkey for 3 people~<br /><br />Hubby went to the ER. He got poked in the eye by a branch.<br />It was gross....They had to scrape his eye on Friday...Something about cells...<br />He's feeling much better now. *PHEW* I was a bit worried.<br /><br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-7046804779000113222009-11-25T07:40:00.001-06:002009-11-25T07:56:34.696-06:00Silly Things I am Thankful For<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJjeG4ZFn6E&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJjeG4ZFn6E&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Tomorrow is finally here....MY FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR!<br /><br />I am most thankful for my family and friends.<br /><br />Aren't we all though??<br />Usually, it is the little things that I just love.<br /> I am thankful for things that help me get through the day.<br />Especially if it puts a smile on my face.<br /><br /><br />This video makes my day just a bit brighter.<br /><br />I am also an animal LOVER!!!<br /><br />If Bill would allow it I would have another dog,<br />some chickens...yes, I want me some chickens,<br />1 cow, 1 horse, 1 pig, a duck and let's not forget...<br />I would go over to my Dad's house and swipe one of his sweet alpacas.<br /><br />Enjoy this special Holiday and....<br /><br />HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU!!!<br /><br />Wow....was this a totally random post or what....<br /><br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-80161848733828152632009-11-18T14:33:00.006-06:002009-11-21T12:12:41.902-06:00Winterizing Miss Maisy<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >I love winter <span style="font-weight: bold;">p.e.r.i.o.d</span>!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;">The thing that I just love about living in Chicago is that we experience 4 season.<br /><br />I know lots of you live where you never get snow.<br />I can't imagine that.<br />I always pray for a white Christmas.<br />(OK, I mentioned Christmas. I know I just declared that I'm not skipping over Thanksgiving. However, this is a post about winter...cut a girl some slack.)</span><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE1QW8125uxtpWrU9vmvXa-VkcvfZZbqjgoQ_NhsQ1f0mJ6yDUX1lsfU5uQ-PsWHb-PQkwDgl3J8oEFQwDksZKU08jpJdC2PwRpavJ60ej_SU0Ft8jbOEiLDMUZyuQM0h8pdWwOtUQhlke/s1600/Snow_Scene_At_Shipka_Pass_White.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE1QW8125uxtpWrU9vmvXa-VkcvfZZbqjgoQ_NhsQ1f0mJ6yDUX1lsfU5uQ-PsWHb-PQkwDgl3J8oEFQwDksZKU08jpJdC2PwRpavJ60ej_SU0Ft8jbOEiLDMUZyuQM0h8pdWwOtUQhlke/s400/Snow_Scene_At_Shipka_Pass_White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405544960338083906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I love the silence that snow brings with it.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">When I walk the dog(which by the way....my dog loves snow)after a heavy snow everything is so quiet.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I can only hear my footsteps and the occasional car driving by.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Oh, yeah, I can also hear Bradley's laughter.<br />He loves a good snowfall.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />He smells sooo good after he's been outside in the snow for awhile.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />It is different from the summer smell.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Man, was that a ramble....<span style="font-weight: bold;">THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE</span>~</span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0eDdFsyEoi4oM2StyTt5ynbPqWod-Pav1cyg8vHKVlOya_xqayjkjErbMYvjlkD9MeHONs11-rV4YjfkumqWJONGV5sxsCh6-l7Bum84omHw8iTimq_zYX-7wfEJK-mDFFIPjT_4w8zs9/s1600/fireplace6-de.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0eDdFsyEoi4oM2StyTt5ynbPqWod-Pav1cyg8vHKVlOya_xqayjkjErbMYvjlkD9MeHONs11-rV4YjfkumqWJONGV5sxsCh6-l7Bum84omHw8iTimq_zYX-7wfEJK-mDFFIPjT_4w8zs9/s400/fireplace6-de.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405544955553064226" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >There is also something about a fire in the fireplace.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />I guess, opposed to a fire somewhere else.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />Not sure why I needed to clarify that.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />Man, am I struggling here to stay on topic :)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />I love the light a fireplace gives off when all the other lights are turned off.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />owever, that does not apply if it is during the day.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />Daylight kinda ruins the whole fireplace glow thing.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-m9D-szdCsAXEaT6TeL2D_om530njpKOXbAbr6IRtZ4E7HyTScdRBQr3OsB3ZxLhWKqa3qQ2PrnfxTlB3ffHZG0J_7LuSVZKfRqz1_Jx6-QfiQezLZo7YXQRLW6iHHKfvTPT-WZ_CvP-p/s1600/hotchocolate.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-m9D-szdCsAXEaT6TeL2D_om530njpKOXbAbr6IRtZ4E7HyTScdRBQr3OsB3ZxLhWKqa3qQ2PrnfxTlB3ffHZG0J_7LuSVZKfRqz1_Jx6-QfiQezLZo7YXQRLW6iHHKfvTPT-WZ_CvP-p/s400/hotchocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405544951803196242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >OHHHHHHHHHH, and homemade hot chocolate with homemade marshmallows.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">PERFECTLY DELICIOUS</span>!!!</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmUX-6XAjTrL0quXDRxvDJolsM34eVMFm10PTvy_9tOvdq2S4buhCW7DXpPnLRIi2LQNoEg-Z6HoZ0-jdj7dOI4wYqPNeuwAh5WUBDRYPvYdVm7YWC8akTDmeZJFZ-jnCJnX4EvXxLVQ4/s1600/fingerless-gloves-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmUX-6XAjTrL0quXDRxvDJolsM34eVMFm10PTvy_9tOvdq2S4buhCW7DXpPnLRIi2LQNoEg-Z6HoZ0-jdj7dOI4wYqPNeuwAh5WUBDRYPvYdVm7YWC8akTDmeZJFZ-jnCJnX4EvXxLVQ4/s400/fingerless-gloves-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405544948595638178" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >I also adore accessories that keep me warm and toasty.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />This year I have already bought a pair of fingerless gloves.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />*warning....do not use these while playing in the snow....not very effective*</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Yvcn2-3fZWS_5WaP0T-_DCHBo0lgXCH2EO4vsf9jePPzaCMq7skB6bYUG7tnW4FCFRw_Hbj3g1WlCH2mvnUelpKDVwXhs9k5lEp0KloWrhQxyJv5ZxXRkaTfsZ2-IHV8y15J3gc5Cq0u/s1600/winter+hat+funny.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Yvcn2-3fZWS_5WaP0T-_DCHBo0lgXCH2EO4vsf9jePPzaCMq7skB6bYUG7tnW4FCFRw_Hbj3g1WlCH2mvnUelpKDVwXhs9k5lEp0KloWrhQxyJv5ZxXRkaTfsZ2-IHV8y15J3gc5Cq0u/s400/winter+hat+funny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405544944111596770" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >I just thought this photo was so damn funny that I had to put it up on the Maisy Report.</span> I was looking for a cute hat and came across this.<br />I just couldn't help myself.<br />Have I mentioned that I have self control issues?<br />If not...well, now ya know.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Seriously, who the hell would wear that?</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />*disclaimer....if you own this hat or a hat similar I'm sorry for offending you*</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Now, I must get going.....I need to get some shopping done to winterize Maisy.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-26878152573335426192009-11-15T17:24:00.004-06:002009-11-16T07:35:50.424-06:00~Skipped Over~<div style="text-align: center;">I get the feeling that Thanksgiving is getting skipped over this year.<br /><br />I'm not sure why.<br /><br />There is so much buzz about Christmas. Everyone is listening to Christmas music...people have already put up their Christmas lights. I know people who have already finished their Christmas shopping.<br />Not me....nope....haven't even given it an ounce of thought.<br /><br />For goodness sakes......Target was setting up Christmas before Halloween was even here and gone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year!<br /><br />I grew up in a home that Thanksgiving dinner was a sit down, family style dinner.<br />There was NEVER a buffet set-up.<br />(Mom, if you can read my heart from heaven know that I cherish those memories)<br />We sat really, and I mean realllly close to each other.<br />My mom always set a formal dinner table.<br />We talked, laughed, argued, spilled and always laughed some more at the Thanksgiving table.<br />It always seemed to be the one holiday when my mom stood up and said a toast.<br />(if my bros. & sis's are reading this and I am wrong please let me know)<br /><br />The other thing that I just love about Thanksgiving is that there is no giving....other than thanks.<br /><br />All you have to do is show up....or if you are the host, cook.<br /><br />There's no wrapping paper to throw out. There's no bows hiding under the couch.<br />There's no extra charges on the credit care. Your electric bill doesn't go up. There is no extra garbage for the garbage man.<br /><br />To me it's a holiday about just being. It's a holiday about reflection.<br />It's a holiday that makes you want to say THANK YOU.<br /><br />So...Christmas, you will just have to wait.<br /><br />I'm just getting ready to enjoy Thanksgiving.<br /><br /><br /><br />HaPpY MoNdAy!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-12294930181885098412009-11-06T10:42:00.004-06:002009-11-06T11:09:13.286-06:00Bedroom Dilema<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I grew up in a family of 7 kids.<br /><br />The house I grew up in was a 3.5 bedroom/1 bathroom.<br /><br />I loved it!!!!!!<br /><br />I never thought it was small or that we were cramped.<br /><br />That is what gives me comfort.<br /><br />Small and cozy spaces.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />How did this happen??<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRkJUm9AWkuKnCI4V_iaLzJopgyuMPFHevyfns6vH3DP1c3L2_lSZ1MlrqINbZ0k99XTAiIi728gPQd3CegVbQsrZJwrhCpauybz0PQ8rhnEvL5PqLw4QVwierwcuL4mBchlueoO2yx7R/s1600-h/bedroom+2+135.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRkJUm9AWkuKnCI4V_iaLzJopgyuMPFHevyfns6vH3DP1c3L2_lSZ1MlrqINbZ0k99XTAiIi728gPQd3CegVbQsrZJwrhCpauybz0PQ8rhnEvL5PqLw4QVwierwcuL4mBchlueoO2yx7R/s400/bedroom+2+135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401032163179060946" border="0" /></a>I have a big bedroom with 22' ceilings.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvTjypbAGIA9xHlEVmYz9JUNf_35VsO8Fx9W8HV1qgCL39AJFFsfrFqTiN1Bj70XU-iLzumkiGoiKgUjzVn6MaMwXwniK8dduUpS8qoM9hx8sUBnw6w6oqZmhq4WBLPvMIP3zKP2pirkn/s1600-h/bedroom+2+137.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvTjypbAGIA9xHlEVmYz9JUNf_35VsO8Fx9W8HV1qgCL39AJFFsfrFqTiN1Bj70XU-iLzumkiGoiKgUjzVn6MaMwXwniK8dduUpS8qoM9hx8sUBnw6w6oqZmhq4WBLPvMIP3zKP2pirkn/s400/bedroom+2+137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401032155123843554" border="0" /></a><br />It's so hard to get that small and cozy feeling.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheMd2mBAKxO_ZDaFusbJQdkXFBfJNGQYXSHsqxYjWm83ZjK89_ESYYkeaQ5QUHsldXrEDVOmdf09GrXje_PrC0DlcUaXS4eVBazgbzBAMKaF7Q9sa_R-DQ4EtRqBgl63lUmQit9GKfKyMD/s1600-h/bedroom+2+139.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheMd2mBAKxO_ZDaFusbJQdkXFBfJNGQYXSHsqxYjWm83ZjK89_ESYYkeaQ5QUHsldXrEDVOmdf09GrXje_PrC0DlcUaXS4eVBazgbzBAMKaF7Q9sa_R-DQ4EtRqBgl63lUmQit9GKfKyMD/s400/bedroom+2+139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401032152681406402" border="0" /></a>I really don't know how to bring the ceiling down.<br /><br />Do you have any suggestions???<br /><br /><br />This is the reason I haven't taken on the project of the bedroom.<br />I need serious help.....I need <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">YOUR</span> help.<br /><br />Do you have color suggestions, bedding suggestions, accessory suggestions or any other suggestion for that matter?<br /><br />THANK YOU.....I can't wait to hear all your ideas. You are all so inspiring~<br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-5274331925735088212009-11-03T12:14:00.003-06:002009-11-03T12:21:04.406-06:00A Few Things I Would Love To Own<div style="text-align: center;">I was going through the Potter Barn Catalog yesterday....<br /><br />Yes, I'm back on Team Pottery Barn...<br /><br />Below you will find just a few of the items that I fell in love with.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-S4sm3rWCMfT9HKFU3BpxeiGw3XPzprBhLyrRxztTSNerqfn03b7EuHs_h7eeDbyBd6_24Adeyh5oQ19hE_Rq3yKEtVwJdg9P4XkXaqNFHNJNdR0alc38_e0akkg0i5XZeCvvbvhFVFCa/s1600-h/pb1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-S4sm3rWCMfT9HKFU3BpxeiGw3XPzprBhLyrRxztTSNerqfn03b7EuHs_h7eeDbyBd6_24Adeyh5oQ19hE_Rq3yKEtVwJdg9P4XkXaqNFHNJNdR0alc38_e0akkg0i5XZeCvvbvhFVFCa/s400/pb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399942698178214386" border="0" /></a><br />This is from their new collection of Antique Silver Serving Pieces.<br />Man, I sure wish money was free.<br />I would buy this whole collection if I could.<br />I'm so in love with this entire set.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHOqBFxHCogSgEY1HSmEwQwdVe_Aouk26qA-GCASpbOkgH1LDxi9Nf190EOI2qq2g4vuoUyOcBii4ND_b9qIzbZTRXXuqRZfh6L0aGsct-lNjGFmHsq3OXcfBn_i2pq7Kr0j4Zvm60Slr/s1600-h/pb2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHOqBFxHCogSgEY1HSmEwQwdVe_Aouk26qA-GCASpbOkgH1LDxi9Nf190EOI2qq2g4vuoUyOcBii4ND_b9qIzbZTRXXuqRZfh6L0aGsct-lNjGFmHsq3OXcfBn_i2pq7Kr0j4Zvm60Slr/s400/pb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399942693579657778" border="0" /></a><br />These pillows would be perrrrrfect in my red family room.<br />They could be used for the holidays....<br />If you loved them as much as I do...I would keep them out all year.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrJaz-AVo5-j7w-YE7e3S0TL9C7mb47jLy7E3BWRfzYsX8vsQrJOzHaUJcKDFwGaSUVwBvcARVvAXflokQ9j99yQYAZyFYU4taZktNoq0caBbonv-ru6qehrIfazUzuvtID2oSxZc6bYi2/s1600-h/pb3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrJaz-AVo5-j7w-YE7e3S0TL9C7mb47jLy7E3BWRfzYsX8vsQrJOzHaUJcKDFwGaSUVwBvcARVvAXflokQ9j99yQYAZyFYU4taZktNoq0caBbonv-ru6qehrIfazUzuvtID2oSxZc6bYi2/s400/pb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399942691613368050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">OOOOOHHHHH...and this throw blanket.<br />I can just imagine sitting by the fire with this blanket.<br />Although, if I'm sitting by the fire do I need a blanket?<br />I guess I will just have to wrap myself in this blanket and ponder that thought :)<br /><br />This is just a few of my love items.<br /><br />Man, how did PB wiggle back into my heart????<br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-63346049299634138322009-10-23T09:07:00.003-05:002009-10-23T09:16:09.994-05:00From the Dusty Corners<div style="text-align: center;">I thought I would just show you some of the "little" things in my house.<br /><br />It's these little things that make me feel warm.<br /><br />It never seems to be big things that get me going.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSg1yLduZysGEHJ7i13FjUqhRmBOUekNgK3zOCXTWFAUatwDVunmb6VboiPhbJHmxmCtFmbn4jEFa5O2x7OgzY6TPZSygvOOnlIa9SuEBVOtiBOYAtP32U6q2xB69GDMEm2Lbl0gQEAywI/s1600-h/favs+and+cub+scouts+041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSg1yLduZysGEHJ7i13FjUqhRmBOUekNgK3zOCXTWFAUatwDVunmb6VboiPhbJHmxmCtFmbn4jEFa5O2x7OgzY6TPZSygvOOnlIa9SuEBVOtiBOYAtP32U6q2xB69GDMEm2Lbl0gQEAywI/s400/favs+and+cub+scouts+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395797201653074034" border="0" /></a>This is a jar full of goodies from my sweet friend, <a href="http://sanctuaryart.blogspot.com/">Jen</a>.<br />She gave this to me when her and her hubby came for dinner one night.<br />I really need to invite them over more often.<br />Now, when they invite us over how in the world am I even going to give them something comparable. <br />This is just soooooo cute.<br />( I didn't even show the darling pillow she also gave me. Sheesh....she's good)<br />Let's also not forget that she was just published in Country Living Magazine.<br />I told you she was good!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYw9ncV1QmC-V4miQpeB3NICt_F7-dSp7X7nef_gmZ-GOSH2LPkXeXajjz8qzFF_5_YPf9sB41aLUHkCB6RVJwT6sd3i6bJj3Vxb0k-4HJbTxNwdxfC_6NDo5sQmwGCrT-apffHndQ-Sz0/s1600-h/favs+and+cub+scouts+044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYw9ncV1QmC-V4miQpeB3NICt_F7-dSp7X7nef_gmZ-GOSH2LPkXeXajjz8qzFF_5_YPf9sB41aLUHkCB6RVJwT6sd3i6bJj3Vxb0k-4HJbTxNwdxfC_6NDo5sQmwGCrT-apffHndQ-Sz0/s400/favs+and+cub+scouts+044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395797197297686290" border="0" /></a><br />Just a shelf with a little corner of cute.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJQ3RpUi8GfC0WNk3Msu5Bk4cntcgKwv-ELPKSIM6gqGfhE3LzIPNfECju2uUVrY92xGmBXufHj-tyTBFaGpX4YmKJ5LineoedNMfU5WYwV90Sfzzk0THRWkjSqlwPQlR47Yai8RCcuaD/s1600-h/favs+and+cub+scouts+045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJQ3RpUi8GfC0WNk3Msu5Bk4cntcgKwv-ELPKSIM6gqGfhE3LzIPNfECju2uUVrY92xGmBXufHj-tyTBFaGpX4YmKJ5LineoedNMfU5WYwV90Sfzzk0THRWkjSqlwPQlR47Yai8RCcuaD/s400/favs+and+cub+scouts+045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395797194872917026" border="0" /></a><br />I just adore this little jar filled with vintage shredded paper.<br />It was suppose to go in my shop.<br />I just couldn't part with it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlsTgb8kzMhdn897vtLBMR6285ByXV7N7bw2mCgajeg7Wz41y0DMMzVkPUxz3TX5ssMqjb6dURornF66K9fKfQFnKYcI_Tm3yse-06MOHHZK3JXat3lwX0CnGMkVxZUWIQb_9z_9YYCok/s1600-h/favs+and+cub+scouts+053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlsTgb8kzMhdn897vtLBMR6285ByXV7N7bw2mCgajeg7Wz41y0DMMzVkPUxz3TX5ssMqjb6dURornF66K9fKfQFnKYcI_Tm3yse-06MOHHZK3JXat3lwX0CnGMkVxZUWIQb_9z_9YYCok/s400/favs+and+cub+scouts+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395797190674783618" border="0" /></a><br />Has anyone else noticed how cute the match boxed are these days.<br />I seem to pick them up everywhere.<br />I feel a new collection coming on.<br />How cute would they all be thrown into a BIG apothecary jar?<br /><br /><br />Well, there ya have it.<br /><br />Happy Weekend!!!<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-50151240052908834112009-10-22T10:38:00.003-05:002009-10-22T10:43:14.537-05:00*Just Another Quirk*<div style="text-align: center;">Just another thing you are about to learn about our Maisy.<br /><br />She loves to buy things that she thinks are really neat.<br /><br />Sometimes before she even knows what the heck she is going to do with them.<br /><br />When she was in New York in the spring she went to the Rachel Ashwell, Shabby Chic store.<br /><br />She fell in LOOOOOVE with these baskets.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dYtcg_b4NeUO6iAHXq0yJWahTJ5OIz7SGqidXTIOWOkyDkztzIZ6t5PvfvjIUHAzHDw3cbQNf0eApHh2uo_OF2oGNlWzlU3fln4bGNq7zv0Sk490PDwMoF4qzI-RLV6BcgmuYg0BpSKx/s1600-h/wire+basket+005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dYtcg_b4NeUO6iAHXq0yJWahTJ5OIz7SGqidXTIOWOkyDkztzIZ6t5PvfvjIUHAzHDw3cbQNf0eApHh2uo_OF2oGNlWzlU3fln4bGNq7zv0Sk490PDwMoF4qzI-RLV6BcgmuYg0BpSKx/s400/wire+basket+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449278907858850" border="0" /></a>She proceeded to buy three of them.<br />(hey, she told me they were half off)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now she has them and doesn't know what to do with them.<br /><br />Do you think you could help her out and give her some suggestions?<br /><br />Thanks for helping out our dear 'ol Maisy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(I have no idea why I did this ENTIRE post in 3rd person. Just another quirk.)<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-17862713995552156732009-10-19T17:28:00.003-05:002009-10-19T17:35:39.955-05:00Maisy Went Junkin'<div style="text-align: center;">So this past weekend I went junkin'.<br /><br />I had so much fun.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK7fNJA8MDDSwVPvk6DOLfWiuSAlwqYewMkljzNR18c1TpdQ3FyeVZlJwjg_Vl0m_3Owa8wuz0JTb8uoCqLFYWLbih6WhtG81Rq9xhmMvtD5b3zrAG_Z-bavbkiZLZ96TbA41CWZeCOdGN/s1600-h/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+081.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK7fNJA8MDDSwVPvk6DOLfWiuSAlwqYewMkljzNR18c1TpdQ3FyeVZlJwjg_Vl0m_3Owa8wuz0JTb8uoCqLFYWLbih6WhtG81Rq9xhmMvtD5b3zrAG_Z-bavbkiZLZ96TbA41CWZeCOdGN/s400/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394442049727015970" border="0" /></a>I have had my eye out for a vintage gumball machine.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-DkwCtr41jO120qJzDRVicXc88FexFl9QMl9AuH5YV1BmCapb2kUMp18e4kdWgzSusKFIJSVggcXFAG-rZ1UZyyd49uLl2KzItuK4d375ZlmIFt1XVfnxkiFwyBV6DmrtZmYYJasSNN0/s1600-h/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-DkwCtr41jO120qJzDRVicXc88FexFl9QMl9AuH5YV1BmCapb2kUMp18e4kdWgzSusKFIJSVggcXFAG-rZ1UZyyd49uLl2KzItuK4d375ZlmIFt1XVfnxkiFwyBV6DmrtZmYYJasSNN0/s400/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394442040262190370" border="0" /></a><br />With all the pieces intact.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjpC0pTop6FDq-lLbbCwtPVsUjCAnTy01f9kLpwx4VsDuzu_1jfu9KWLJ_KPvDBiwZWDc82qRFJqcK8-GkYaXKX75UttKHMdmgTQ6smloykT03JyeAGSizyPkeb37b1X2GOGNhCM5qHkV/s1600-h/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+083.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjpC0pTop6FDq-lLbbCwtPVsUjCAnTy01f9kLpwx4VsDuzu_1jfu9KWLJ_KPvDBiwZWDc82qRFJqcK8-GkYaXKX75UttKHMdmgTQ6smloykT03JyeAGSizyPkeb37b1X2GOGNhCM5qHkV/s400/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394442031764693874" border="0" /></a><br />This is the kind that is super, duper, mighty heavy.<br />It has grunge I can't even clean off.<br />Since growing up in a family that owned candy store....<br />This makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMzaGmaGCkFATxXpngSb5eoQ4Pb6FCbC9K5NnxlcyCpkSJ5gQm3dZbsqjSmpChmSnZXE-WMfmWQchx3xYXRz57YK0aJSuAUBVa5XYbe7Fd7RMEGkuGSP6g16tnxIkDMCkhED-cGUgbI9ZY/s1600-h/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+085.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMzaGmaGCkFATxXpngSb5eoQ4Pb6FCbC9K5NnxlcyCpkSJ5gQm3dZbsqjSmpChmSnZXE-WMfmWQchx3xYXRz57YK0aJSuAUBVa5XYbe7Fd7RMEGkuGSP6g16tnxIkDMCkhED-cGUgbI9ZY/s400/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394442023134188050" border="0" /></a><br />A vintage seltzer bottle.<br />Now, if I could just figure out where to put it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0mMPl6VXib3AHAlkIFlYqLwh-kHGPl2kIhhSXGWFJJdJL_VSnkxEM6htFosnUWSYdNZ78jnU0XA4Rc1keIa5bhURjjY2g6-ZEAU_IKxGiI2eIqf6mw08PcMP00OLQ2MCPuhLlY439xGGq/s1600-h/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+090.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0mMPl6VXib3AHAlkIFlYqLwh-kHGPl2kIhhSXGWFJJdJL_VSnkxEM6htFosnUWSYdNZ78jnU0XA4Rc1keIa5bhURjjY2g6-ZEAU_IKxGiI2eIqf6mw08PcMP00OLQ2MCPuhLlY439xGGq/s400/Maisy+went+to+the+Market+090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394442011814451250" border="0" /></a><br />This is a stack of old post cards.<br />Some of them date back to 1881.<br />It's really hard to read some of the writing.<br />It's so squiggly, wiggly.<br /><br />I LOVE THEM ALL!!!<br /><br />What did you do this past weekend?<br /><br /><br />xoxo<br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-44896986145953199652009-10-16T12:57:00.003-05:002009-10-16T13:34:08.239-05:00Catching Up<div style="text-align: center;">First, I would like to start off by saying HAPPY FRIDAY!<br /><br />This has felt like a long week.<br /><br />Maybe it's because I cooked dinner almost every night this week.<br /><br />Who knows....who cares...just HAPPY WEEKEND!!!<br /><br /><br />I have been attempting to catch up on some of the things I have fallen behind on.<br /><br />The big one is listing items at <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=7012192">Maisy's Market</a>.<br /><br />Yesterday I got around to a few items.<br />I still have oodles and oodles more!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyBv-QUmgIfvFOFHmfyslUNKjYruVUEPgOhhined-ODnql0YseuLK2F7D-wny6KulYkbXoKFiz0C4X_gLVaRUajhQyOPPX9h7YKtJ7FqaON9f9MvTR3TV_LYf7ZJS8tIif4tsfXQRkt085/s1600-h/IMG_6179.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyBv-QUmgIfvFOFHmfyslUNKjYruVUEPgOhhined-ODnql0YseuLK2F7D-wny6KulYkbXoKFiz0C4X_gLVaRUajhQyOPPX9h7YKtJ7FqaON9f9MvTR3TV_LYf7ZJS8tIif4tsfXQRkt085/s400/IMG_6179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393259196331020274" border="0" /></a><br />I'm sooooo hearting vintage flower frogs.<br />(sometime I would like to use them as weapons on family members who don't clean up after themselves......you know who you are...don't act shocked)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHuuP14fbdRlC5aZ3D-q5RNEkLq9FZjt4RJnpQuNGcIYjyb33_IQogncIZUR43-2-S8QeQH_IU1W-4a_9kHmf3pMKFWabT-Nu6HvPoZTJSSp_yX_pdHWnhyphenhyphen4LUgQujsXnuOvR7i3YSqkHJ/s1600-h/IMG_6167.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHuuP14fbdRlC5aZ3D-q5RNEkLq9FZjt4RJnpQuNGcIYjyb33_IQogncIZUR43-2-S8QeQH_IU1W-4a_9kHmf3pMKFWabT-Nu6HvPoZTJSSp_yX_pdHWnhyphenhyphen4LUgQujsXnuOvR7i3YSqkHJ/s400/IMG_6167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393259030236313666" border="0" /></a><br />Oh wait...I like this one too much...I didn't list it.<br />I actually have 3 of these.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvmKcoWViDs9QZe4XaEGj8cvCXlmJOc9so79kj4QfazgvWDHQI0u_A6gyZ6oPv4Jdu6paPOZXX-UrDukBBnUT2jmssdhT18yNCk-oO1lg0NnO-FnRQpjISv3GU2-Uu4n5fmJe62QPAuCKI/s1600-h/IMG_6161.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvmKcoWViDs9QZe4XaEGj8cvCXlmJOc9so79kj4QfazgvWDHQI0u_A6gyZ6oPv4Jdu6paPOZXX-UrDukBBnUT2jmssdhT18yNCk-oO1lg0NnO-FnRQpjISv3GU2-Uu4n5fmJe62QPAuCKI/s400/IMG_6161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393259020172690722" border="0" /></a><br />Forest Gump said "life is like a box of chocolates"....<br />I say "life is like a bowl of cherries"....sorry....that's all I could come up with on short notice.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBr_VxyxoI0wX1d_gDMur8r4zAebdZMhb_b0QV-4fPOTZAeyAYQTXpE1hmZ91m9iXzagcHRz8yOptCEkbQvcUHASXof9JCH5wY4PliACspupBmiEWbxskEaO1WRQFjqNfftvW4IHJ-iVw4/s1600-h/IMG_6157.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBr_VxyxoI0wX1d_gDMur8r4zAebdZMhb_b0QV-4fPOTZAeyAYQTXpE1hmZ91m9iXzagcHRz8yOptCEkbQvcUHASXof9JCH5wY4PliACspupBmiEWbxskEaO1WRQFjqNfftvW4IHJ-iVw4/s400/IMG_6157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393259011763218354" border="0" /></a><br />Ain't she purrrrrdy,<br /><br />I love her.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD2vcglWNHGx1uKUN1mvxGODxQgVishiBPptp4VzQUJYjkqfwNBY4FGeyF8Cpp0FaN0AQ-OgqsCVuFmE7xf4_uShpYPFf51EeyvQnc8VS8rvOAqh-_UIwoWcNRPaCNrYVo0DxKGmKDlREg/s1600-h/IMG_6164.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD2vcglWNHGx1uKUN1mvxGODxQgVishiBPptp4VzQUJYjkqfwNBY4FGeyF8Cpp0FaN0AQ-OgqsCVuFmE7xf4_uShpYPFf51EeyvQnc8VS8rvOAqh-_UIwoWcNRPaCNrYVo0DxKGmKDlREg/s400/IMG_6164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393259006947728786" border="0" /></a><br />Ahhhh blue....I think I will paint the ceiling blue...<br />Just kidding...that was all I could come up with about blue.<br />:)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXAzge_UpwvVVlr8AnbC2xwoWtVuaCC7s8OdR0A2dEddOL1yUms6037EsnMOsQO5ScladFo5m5y9bcKsjCFamlDJ-DnVZ9uwZLNlIEzm-JLcURYm_PntQn8XNZj4Xzrv14vyJrxOSSPkg/s1600-h/IMG_6147.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXAzge_UpwvVVlr8AnbC2xwoWtVuaCC7s8OdR0A2dEddOL1yUms6037EsnMOsQO5ScladFo5m5y9bcKsjCFamlDJ-DnVZ9uwZLNlIEzm-JLcURYm_PntQn8XNZj4Xzrv14vyJrxOSSPkg/s400/IMG_6147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258996268036818" border="0" /></a><br /><br />If I was keeping this I would want all my meals served to me on this.<br />I'm not even kidding.<br />The rest of the family would be eating off of paper plates and I would be eating off of this gorgeous piece.<br />(i'm not serious.........we NEVER use paper plates unless it's party time....)<br /><br />Well...I hope everyone has a great weekend.<br />Get out there and enjoy the rain, snow, sunshine or wind....or you can just stay in and watch movies, knit, cook, talk on the phone, blog, laundry, shop....you get the point.<br />Whatever you do be sure to enjoy yourself....the weekends are so short~<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >PS....Jen from <a href="http://sanctuaryart.blogspot.com/">Sanctuary Arts</a> got a full page spread in Country Living Magazine.<br />Be sure to stop over there and congratulate her.<br />JEN...YOU ROCK!!!!!!<br />I'm soooo happy we are friends.<br />My days/life would be boring without you.<br />I'm so proud of you....keep going...this is just the beginning.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-17103975056726118572009-10-13T15:05:00.004-05:002009-10-14T08:03:37.552-05:00PB<div style="text-align: center;"><br />As many of you know I am not a HUGE fan of Pottery Barn.<br /><br />However, I think I'm on Team Pottery Barn again.<br /><br />Just look below at the new pillows on my couch.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCd9Rhnexn_3vDkLRSv4_LKhAF2gGKOC4a7fSosevEQnnRtL0-BhU7GHhHofSOGN9xXf-9fT38B2baM2BispY5D3wde-AOjfHgyRdLAwJIuHUugq3vzmnG_rYxObpu8az3fxpnoSH6ENtl/s1600-h/pottery+barn+pillows+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCd9Rhnexn_3vDkLRSv4_LKhAF2gGKOC4a7fSosevEQnnRtL0-BhU7GHhHofSOGN9xXf-9fT38B2baM2BispY5D3wde-AOjfHgyRdLAwJIuHUugq3vzmnG_rYxObpu8az3fxpnoSH6ENtl/s400/pottery+barn+pillows+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392179221462238786" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-09ph0QIA-q-fwVX9nXtBLI3DG5qENOW_Gmo-73_d5zbbKr4nBM1wfs_pPR4xuyNr5v32xJYFxHnIgAbO_sM4j1O5s9hCsciJV-GYmKbUb2KGXzOabk36kiXxPhFuZmkzYE4O_CxkDAK/s1600-h/pottery+barn+pillows+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-09ph0QIA-q-fwVX9nXtBLI3DG5qENOW_Gmo-73_d5zbbKr4nBM1wfs_pPR4xuyNr5v32xJYFxHnIgAbO_sM4j1O5s9hCsciJV-GYmKbUb2KGXzOabk36kiXxPhFuZmkzYE4O_CxkDAK/s400/pottery+barn+pillows+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392179209144587330" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuf9Z9uke6aE3rompvsnZY7IZif17kpysj1AbcOByA4wrXQIw1RqnfHbiMviDbLKIlNq0DNstsp3oN_KXI8D4vXrOs-0SM0WiQNgHwLIhRpXyJRTkd2IhrZ4TKxoPapn0peInJ-HQkqFKR/s1600-h/pottery+barn+pillows+006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuf9Z9uke6aE3rompvsnZY7IZif17kpysj1AbcOByA4wrXQIw1RqnfHbiMviDbLKIlNq0DNstsp3oN_KXI8D4vXrOs-0SM0WiQNgHwLIhRpXyJRTkd2IhrZ4TKxoPapn0peInJ-HQkqFKR/s400/pottery+barn+pillows+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392179196591571778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />They just look so good on my red couch.<br /><br />I had the pillow inserts. I just bought the cases.<br /><br />I have been in love with Pottery Barn's last 2 catalogs.<br />I happen to be strolling past it yesterday while on my mission to get boots.<br />This nagging feeling came over me.<br />It was saying..."put your pride aside and just do it"<br />So I just did it.<br /><br /><br />I'm so happy I did.<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-57126175736406454252009-10-12T16:17:00.005-05:002009-10-13T08:03:43.488-05:00Sometimes It Just Hits Me<div style="text-align: center;">It's that time again....<br /><br />You know the time.<br /><br />The time when it's time to go through the drawers and put your summer clothes away.<br /><br />Now don't let me fool you.<br /><br />It's just the little man's clothes that I do with this.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuwyzNB-QAMmEYRz933Al1rmucA-lyIZn9fNfHsdBY0iHhJ9rMRmmQNK-XXnl5hCC7pHp-4e8tF6d11AmT5tvVMpM8E7HOg9IC72SSL_IlZ_j6T3bRj68IFdUfQt_kZ86aNm3l7hp8V4_/s1600-h/B-man+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuwyzNB-QAMmEYRz933Al1rmucA-lyIZn9fNfHsdBY0iHhJ9rMRmmQNK-XXnl5hCC7pHp-4e8tF6d11AmT5tvVMpM8E7HOg9IC72SSL_IlZ_j6T3bRj68IFdUfQt_kZ86aNm3l7hp8V4_/s400/B-man+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391825964492994178" border="0" /></a>As you will notice in this photo he is in a long sleeve shirt.<br />It's cold outside.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoDospGtAIf4lU02oGnQzYUtYbYdMNgWxSzosFQoijEeQlUnxSHnBWcR_-MlRFfsXGayn6QNVvW3g09J7xV8yJM2O7zseJpCHfw1OlGsuXgc7SPSCrIhdWR_X0MgC69mtDmEUzWpEgAgt/s1600-h/B-man+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoDospGtAIf4lU02oGnQzYUtYbYdMNgWxSzosFQoijEeQlUnxSHnBWcR_-MlRFfsXGayn6QNVvW3g09J7xV8yJM2O7zseJpCHfw1OlGsuXgc7SPSCrIhdWR_X0MgC69mtDmEUzWpEgAgt/s400/B-man+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391825953156042114" border="0" /></a><br />Notice the jeans.<br />It's cold outside.<br /><br />I was going through his drawers and closet when all of a sudden.....out of nowhere...<br />like a punch to the stomach....<br />my chin started quivering.<br />My eyes started to fill up.<br />Then it just let loose.<br />I started to ugly cry.<br />(for some reason I don't really have an in between cry)<br />Right there as I was going through his clothes.<br /><br />I just feel so sad.<br />It seems like every season that ends and a new one starts it's just more time I can't get back with Bradley.<br />As I type this I continue to cry.<br />I can't stop.<br /><br />For some reason, I miss him.<br />I know, I know he is still little.<br />I have tons and tons of time left with him.<br />It's just that I know how quick time goes by.<br /><br />I think about the fact that our oldest hasn't lived at home full time for over over 6 years.<br />Sometimes I miss him so much my heart hurts.<br />Not a miss that is selfish. I feel like all my kids have a life to live.<br />I am so very happy for them.<br />They are all doing so well....<br />It's just that I miss having them all under the same roof for more than a day or two.<br />To be honest I don't think I have had ALL of them under the same roof in almost a year.<br />He's my step-son....imagine how I will feel when it's Bradley.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_mtG6XcfVrxQoi9cGlvpHxhE6XVJ2BJVq5UR1SiAknoyePI3uz7pjqllNMN_jBeOFXW86CH5V1puFn-Ng59QhKXWW7HCcGTS18LHGfTISyMFL9jp78G-ILGAzSocnotC-tHJjn22wjLLO/s1600-h/B-man+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_mtG6XcfVrxQoi9cGlvpHxhE6XVJ2BJVq5UR1SiAknoyePI3uz7pjqllNMN_jBeOFXW86CH5V1puFn-Ng59QhKXWW7HCcGTS18LHGfTISyMFL9jp78G-ILGAzSocnotC-tHJjn22wjLLO/s400/B-man+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391825944437365458" border="0" /></a><br />Then I take this picture and laugh.<br />He's giving me the whole....<br />"hurry Mom, I have to get back to Club Penguin"<br />look.<br />When I took this he said....."Only one Mom, right???"<br />OMG I just love Bradley more than I thought my heart could love.<br /><br />I just want you all to know that I am not fantasizing.<br />I was ready to to do some serious damage to him at Monkey Joe's for bugging the shit out of me for tokens to play games.<br /><br />I just want to hold them all close.<br />Close enough so they can come back to the nest whenever they want.<br />Close enough for Sunday dinner.<br />Close enough to come over to watch a game on the couch and to not worry....they are home.<br />Close enough for them to sigh...to know it will all be OK because they KNOW they are loved endlessly.<br /><br />Ok, I really have to end this post....I have to stop crying.<br />sniff**sniff**sniff.<br /><br />Just as an FYI...I kept Bradley's big summer t-shirts out. That way I can just put a long sleeve shirt underneath it and feel like the season hasn't actually changed. Just a little trick I play on myself every fall.<br /><br />Am I crazy???<br />Am I the only one that ugly cries about this??<br /><br />XOXOXOXO<br /><br /><br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-26098476167639727402009-10-12T07:38:00.007-05:002009-10-12T07:56:47.593-05:00NO SCHOOL<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">YAY!!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >No school today!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I think I get more excited than Bradley does.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(i am that mom that can't sleep if i think there is a chance for a snow day cause i'm just laying there hoping and hoping)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As promised....this is what we will be doing today!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio2nTQNe0IXSGG8HF3rjwvoN5dHHk0K2u-JZC7Y89BU69JasycKpqUiNf8KmScDIIBVj0R3rkTFQsn8MdqSpf74Oa7WsJO7fU-mEh4JTPLuyW4frW2IAkDGuHe7TGKLLCytv8ov0JInllZ/s1600-h/MonkeyJoes_content_1011_923.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 192px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio2nTQNe0IXSGG8HF3rjwvoN5dHHk0K2u-JZC7Y89BU69JasycKpqUiNf8KmScDIIBVj0R3rkTFQsn8MdqSpf74Oa7WsJO7fU-mEh4JTPLuyW4frW2IAkDGuHe7TGKLLCytv8ov0JInllZ/s400/MonkeyJoes_content_1011_923.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391692083749281714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">I don't know if you have a Monkey's Joe where you live.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It's a huge place for kids to jump and play.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJTEuHp_7V2iD0Ri60w49qKH9ZeYC9KzNA9D5xXkCNtH0zAZNyDC3_iy2Bs16tFkzFWwjMRgapKR_vtbOXkrYVEU9EFovkMutsyMTNcfB2rHBpRJxHXzCykMwt45JF9_tmaKw8aXVv1X4/s1600-h/monkeyjoes_fullsize_story1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJTEuHp_7V2iD0Ri60w49qKH9ZeYC9KzNA9D5xXkCNtH0zAZNyDC3_iy2Bs16tFkzFWwjMRgapKR_vtbOXkrYVEU9EFovkMutsyMTNcfB2rHBpRJxHXzCykMwt45JF9_tmaKw8aXVv1X4/s400/monkeyjoes_fullsize_story1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391692076609099890" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">(I took this photo from google....i have no idea who that little boy is)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >The one by my house is so new so it is SUPER clean.<br />After being at MJ's I can't go back to Chuckie Cheese. It's just so gross.<br /><br />The best part is parents are free and it's only $8 per child.<br />A family could stay form 10 AM - 8PM.<br />(geez, that would make for a long day)<br />There is no way your kids can get out of the building without you.<br />They have leather recliners, big flat screen tv's and free wireless for the parents.<br /><br />The only part that is disappointing is they don't let adults on the jumpy things unless you have a little one.<br />Maybe I should have a baby so I can go to Monkey Joe's and play.<br /><br />Happy Monday!!!!<br />Enjoy your day!!<br /><br />xoxo</span><br /></span></span></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597261479143911525.post-34691801943078496842009-10-11T15:54:00.002-05:002009-10-11T16:07:29.943-05:00Maisy Had to Make A Change<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family: webdings;">I FINALLY</span> went today to buy a new computer.<br /><br />I originally thought the problem was the thing that hold the plug that is attached to the motherboard.<br /><br />NOPE!!!! The motherboard was fried.<br /><br />They think it was because the cord was tripped on tooooo many times.<br /><br />That made me decide that when I get my new computer I will try to not stretch the cord.<br /><br />That's tough for me.<br /><br />I like to work at the kitchen table...the couch....the bed!<br /><br />Goodbye table, couch and bed....it's time for Maisy to set up a "computer station"<br /><br />Here it is.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm8GfLn8rrWkLmHbhe2_bzrow3MlwhiRS8LH2WAuTv5R6YHG4lzyeT3p8JvG_zyeTy77v2rMvdiJfVtqeZVTOQTPS5MC5BTroUoFo7Jg8_OyUbCIVppfVA9IjcK5YPZwkdXkzw7O-m9U6N/s1600-h/New+work+area+034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm8GfLn8rrWkLmHbhe2_bzrow3MlwhiRS8LH2WAuTv5R6YHG4lzyeT3p8JvG_zyeTy77v2rMvdiJfVtqeZVTOQTPS5MC5BTroUoFo7Jg8_OyUbCIVppfVA9IjcK5YPZwkdXkzw7O-m9U6N/s400/New+work+area+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391449143910610738" border="0" /></a>Table against a wall.....check.<br />Outlet close to the table.....check.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRqMvEBK34Ct8j3PCgfcpXP02BICPca4kF7nX1iyLCz3_hbW0cWMG2l5zWCS3VybZR5vCSwwXUXiI-29oJ6g4AJsC0AEinWhaCnRTNdZO-c5vIB9w8SWb27kkF4zJfO4L7tAKCstus4eG/s1600-h/New+work+area+028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRqMvEBK34Ct8j3PCgfcpXP02BICPca4kF7nX1iyLCz3_hbW0cWMG2l5zWCS3VybZR5vCSwwXUXiI-29oJ6g4AJsC0AEinWhaCnRTNdZO-c5vIB9w8SWb27kkF4zJfO4L7tAKCstus4eG/s400/New+work+area+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391449136367727458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's a pretty small table.<br />However, I was able to fill it with things that make me feel good....old books, old clock, some milk glass, and oh wait...is that a glass of wine??<br /><br />I feel like a proud new mom....<br />Now I just need to name the new computer....I was thinking Lilly, Sally or maybe even Shiba (she is a Toshiba).<br /><br />I will have to let you know what I decide. I need to spend a bit of time with her before I decide.<br /><br />Sheesh, it sounds like I'm trying to name a new pet.<br /><br />Man, I really need to get back to blogging.<br />I'm starting to get realllllly weird!<br /><br />Thanks so much for being so patient...I feel like I have been out of the country on a remote island for a while. I need to get back into the swing of things.<br /></div>Maisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03154342599489256012noreply@blogger.com12