<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:14:48.952-04:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Neilson Family'/><category term='Mood'/><category term='peace'/><category term='news'/><category term='Family'/><category term='God'/><category term='Decor'/><category term='The Bud'/><category term='store'/><category term='My Love'/><category term='art'/><category term='blog'/><category term='House'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='favorite things'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='computer failure'/><category term='James Taylor'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Custom Design'/><category term='shop'/><category term='Puppies'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Martha Stewart'/><category term='studio'/><category term='Lists'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>foster&amp;stella</title><subtitle type='html'>freshly designed paper goods</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2044052180137744443</id><published>2010-09-28T14:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T15:08:39.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>So after some thought, I've decided to move blogs.  This blog will still be here for anyone to see and as a good time capsule, but I will not be updating it any longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new site is &lt;a href="http://erinmorin.tumblr.com/"&gt;A Far Cry&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a lot more unstructured than this has been, which is exactly what I need.  I hope that y'all will continue to check in on this new blog and add it to your blog rolls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, and I'll see you at my new place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2044052180137744443?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2044052180137744443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2044052180137744443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2044052180137744443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2044052180137744443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7679797463261596145</id><published>2010-09-28T09:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T10:09:00.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Still Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TKH20tocL8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/vYjgGryyu_E/s1600/cd-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521966003595784130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TKH20tocL8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/vYjgGryyu_E/s320/cd-cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello my loyal readers (all 6 of you). I'm sorry I haven't posted. I know how annoying it is when you have a blog on your list that never updates!! I have had so many fun things going on I just haven't been able to sit and write about them!! I've had some new projects, a new small group, dates with my love, puppies that are so precious I can't stop kissing them, and serving at church. Lots of fun things, and no photos. Sorry, I'm so bad about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the main reason I wanted to post was to let you in on a little bit of happy I experienced the other day. So, every fall I get really excited. Obviously, I love the change in temperature and the leaves brillant color that explodes each North Carolina fall. However, more than that I love the activities that come along with fall. NC State football (4-0 thank you very much), the State Fair (a blessed event), Halloween (Hocus Pocus, anyone?), and pumpkin patches. So, each fall I like to listen to one of my favorite albums to get me in the spirit, James Taylor's &lt;em&gt;Ocotober Road. &lt;/em&gt;This album captures the feel of crisp air, piles of leaves, and sitting by a fire. Now the tracks take you through autumn's changes starting with &lt;em&gt;September Grass&lt;/em&gt;, moving on with &lt;em&gt;October Road&lt;/em&gt;, and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the album, James presents us with his classic &lt;em&gt;Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas&lt;/em&gt;. Usually, I skip this song so I can preserve it for later in the season. However, the other day, it began playing and my heart skipped a beat. My belly filled with excitement and my eyes filled with tears. I just love the holidays. Jeremy makes fun of me because I start listening to Christmas music the day after Halloween. I can't help it. My childhood was always filled with the best memories from all the fall holidays. Halloween was spent in an idyllic neighborhood with kids all over the place trick-or-treating, Thanksgiving spent with family, and Christmas traditions that went on the entire month of December. I just have the warmest place in my heart for the holdiday season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you happen to get a jolly Christmas tune playing while listening to your IPod on shuffle, just sit back and enjoy and know that I'm probably listening to Kenny G or NSync's Christmas album at the exact same time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7679797463261596145?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7679797463261596145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7679797463261596145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7679797463261596145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7679797463261596145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/09/still-here.html' title='Still Here'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TKH20tocL8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/vYjgGryyu_E/s72-c/cd-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4661098115713256569</id><published>2010-08-26T17:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:58:58.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snaps and Blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THbiipePOtI/AAAAAAAAArk/P8AUU_khXWk/s1600/PICT0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THbiipePOtI/AAAAAAAAArk/P8AUU_khXWk/s320/PICT0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509840279010491090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THbiiFEFo5I/AAAAAAAAArc/-zxwV3n9n3U/s1600/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THbiiFEFo5I/AAAAAAAAArc/-zxwV3n9n3U/s320/PICT0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509840269237134226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THbihs3TZuI/AAAAAAAAArU/EMFBeiA3Fvg/s1600/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THbihs3TZuI/AAAAAAAAArU/EMFBeiA3Fvg/s320/PICT0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509840262741059298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a batch of homemade ginger snaps that were absolutely amazing!!  I mean, I'm not tooting my own horn, I just followed the &lt;a href="http://www.flythroughourwindow.com/2010/08/good-mornin/"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; (except I used whole wheat flour and replaced shortening with veg oil).  Also, I bought myself some flowers and arranged this bunch for my living room.  Flowers are just so happy, I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Thursday evening...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4661098115713256569?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4661098115713256569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4661098115713256569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4661098115713256569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4661098115713256569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/08/snaps-and-blooms.html' title='Snaps and Blooms'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THbiipePOtI/AAAAAAAAArk/P8AUU_khXWk/s72-c/PICT0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8720729305154026632</id><published>2010-08-25T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:29:33.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Chillin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWlmScY7NI/AAAAAAAAArM/127it22TNAs/s1600/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWlmScY7NI/AAAAAAAAArM/127it22TNAs/s320/PICT0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509491796362194130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way from the airport to the hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWlmCLUmlI/AAAAAAAAArE/Z8vtpxvqCIw/s1600/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWlmCLUmlI/AAAAAAAAArE/Z8vtpxvqCIw/s320/PICT0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509491791995640402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our gorgeous bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWllvI8_DI/AAAAAAAAAq8/QdtLbD_1z5g/s1600/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWllvI8_DI/AAAAAAAAAq8/QdtLbD_1z5g/s320/PICT0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509491786885430322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWllAO4ErI/AAAAAAAAAq0/U92or_QtcFs/s1600/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWllAO4ErI/AAAAAAAAAq0/U92or_QtcFs/s320/PICT0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509491774293807794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute outfit before the sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWlkpqvGlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2zGPCIiKkGg/s1600/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWlkpqvGlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2zGPCIiKkGg/s320/PICT0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509491768236644946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkSxU5WSI/AAAAAAAAAqk/vQRGMMjGEC0/s1600/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkSxU5WSI/AAAAAAAAAqk/vQRGMMjGEC0/s320/PICT0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509490361543252258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Powerful Vietnam Reflection Wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkSAR6egI/AAAAAAAAAqc/sOnoZpagh_k/s1600/PICT0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkSAR6egI/AAAAAAAAAqc/sOnoZpagh_k/s320/PICT0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509490348377405954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honest Abe.  Very moving (his words on the either side of the memorial).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkRktlzaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/x1tsaikjlVE/s1600/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkRktlzaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/x1tsaikjlVE/s320/PICT0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509490340977298850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkRHHZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAqM/3TAOi0ddUP4/s1600/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkRHHZ-yI/AAAAAAAAAqM/3TAOi0ddUP4/s320/PICT0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509490333032512290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweaty legs...ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkQg15oHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/LvXYzzTuUHM/s1600/PICT0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWkQg15oHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/LvXYzzTuUHM/s320/PICT0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509490322758541426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf795nJjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3ZuFrHiuQ8Y/s1600/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf795nJjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3ZuFrHiuQ8Y/s320/PICT0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509485571734971954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazing view of the Washington Memorial from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf7TT9c6I/AAAAAAAAAp0/hrFBc0sPKQk/s1600/PICT0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf7TT9c6I/AAAAAAAAAp0/hrFBc0sPKQk/s320/PICT0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509485560302760866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right, Kirk Cameron!  He was interviewing someone.  Mike Seaver!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf65JQ_oI/AAAAAAAAAps/nYAHxPlVq7k/s1600/PICT0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf65JQ_oI/AAAAAAAAAps/nYAHxPlVq7k/s320/PICT0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509485553278582402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf6qawvuI/AAAAAAAAApk/_8kXSf5LwBg/s1600/PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf6qawvuI/AAAAAAAAApk/_8kXSf5LwBg/s320/PICT0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509485549325434594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He wanted me to stop taking pictures of him.  Psh, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf6JyNC7I/AAAAAAAAApc/FFREWBmNCSI/s1600/PICT0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWf6JyNC7I/AAAAAAAAApc/FFREWBmNCSI/s320/PICT0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509485540565388210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWebW5IvSI/AAAAAAAAApU/dp2WTLCFLIs/s1600/PICT0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWebW5IvSI/AAAAAAAAApU/dp2WTLCFLIs/s320/PICT0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509483911996554530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3D glasses are the most ridiculous things ever.  And hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWea1Nx7rI/AAAAAAAAApM/7whelHVlW2c/s1600/PICT0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWea1Nx7rI/AAAAAAAAApM/7whelHVlW2c/s320/PICT0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509483902956334770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWeaqy84cI/AAAAAAAAApE/jgm019cza8c/s1600/PICT0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWeaqy84cI/AAAAAAAAApE/jgm019cza8c/s320/PICT0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509483900159451586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWeaM2WB1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/7al_oIhViAw/s1600/PICT0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWeaM2WB1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/7al_oIhViAw/s320/PICT0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509483892120618834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWeZWy7_sI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_0cKOCgi2jY/s1600/PICT0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWeZWy7_sI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_0cKOCgi2jY/s320/PICT0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509483877610815170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying the cool floor of the front porch of the National Archives building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYYmF7hdI/AAAAAAAAAos/Nro2G1QCycA/s1600/PICT0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYYmF7hdI/AAAAAAAAAos/Nro2G1QCycA/s320/PICT0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509477267467371986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYWz2Qc4I/AAAAAAAAAok/QKrWzm64L6c/s1600/PICT0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYWz2Qc4I/AAAAAAAAAok/QKrWzm64L6c/s320/PICT0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509477236799992706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where's Waldo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYWVr4MXI/AAAAAAAAAoc/QlJyzQwm0Uo/s1600/PICT0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYWVr4MXI/AAAAAAAAAoc/QlJyzQwm0Uo/s320/PICT0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509477228703396210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aqui!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYVlB64GI/AAAAAAAAAoU/gTJYq0hirzs/s1600/PICT0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYVlB64GI/AAAAAAAAAoU/gTJYq0hirzs/s320/PICT0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509477215642509410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYVHocjUI/AAAAAAAAAoM/UwlzCamxvho/s1600/PICT0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWYVHocjUI/AAAAAAAAAoM/UwlzCamxvho/s320/PICT0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509477207751036226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3jRdhVXI/AAAAAAAAAnk/uVJi3n6_G7o/s1600/PICT0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3jRdhVXI/AAAAAAAAAnk/uVJi3n6_G7o/s320/PICT0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508807848326419826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3ixlLTuI/AAAAAAAAAnc/80_eqIpjqec/s1600/PICT0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3ixlLTuI/AAAAAAAAAnc/80_eqIpjqec/s320/PICT0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508807839768596194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a little sassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3iYRBeeI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0CVJhiwLC40/s1600/PICT0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3iYRBeeI/AAAAAAAAAnU/0CVJhiwLC40/s320/PICT0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508807832973179362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pear puree, Grey Goose, Lime, Triple Sec, and Basil.  Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3iM1_nlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/PYGS2sp9V4s/s1600/PICT0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3iM1_nlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/PYGS2sp9V4s/s320/PICT0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508807829907021394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slow down babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3hv1wnzI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fmrpy4mfZTE/s1600/PICT0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM3hv1wnzI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fmrpy4mfZTE/s320/PICT0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508807822121410354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1XAfrnFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/QXpiez32LFQ/s1600/PICT0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1XAfrnFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/QXpiez32LFQ/s320/PICT0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508805438590393426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweetness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1WThgHdI/AAAAAAAAAms/2-rrYDqhXUg/s1600/PICT0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1WThgHdI/AAAAAAAAAms/2-rrYDqhXUg/s320/PICT0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508805426518433234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1V0KBsKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/qBLKdMsXP_c/s1600/PICT0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1V0KBsKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/qBLKdMsXP_c/s320/PICT0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508805418098471074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1Ve70FOI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fn-vYn1KI3E/s1600/PICT0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THM1Ve70FOI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fn-vYn1KI3E/s320/PICT0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508805412401714402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh my, how I love DC?  Jeremy planned such a perfect getaway for us.  We had amazing &lt;a href="http://www.iciurbanbistro.com/"&gt;food&lt;/a&gt; (and service) and saw so much.  If you haven't visited DC in awhile, you should!  It was just wonderful, and enjoying it with my best friend was just the ice cream on the cake (you read that right, I'd much rather have ice cream on my cake than icing).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8720729305154026632?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8720729305154026632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8720729305154026632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8720729305154026632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8720729305154026632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/08/dc-chillin.html' title='DC Chillin&apos;'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THWlmScY7NI/AAAAAAAAArM/127it22TNAs/s72-c/PICT0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1505359789271549465</id><published>2010-08-24T12:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:08:58.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First First Friday Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7aynZowI/AAAAAAAAAoE/biVFQeDIkjA/s1600/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509023206886449922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7aynZowI/AAAAAAAAAoE/biVFQeDIkjA/s320/PICT0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dear helper, Dom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7apqrYfI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qHesAHlwOs0/s1600/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509023204484276722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7apqrYfI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qHesAHlwOs0/s320/PICT0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My table was so small compared to the others!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7aJt_jHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/f0j0yRRZwkE/s1600/PICT0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509023195908246642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7aJt_jHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/f0j0yRRZwkE/s320/PICT0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7ZprsXmI/AAAAAAAAAns/rzZ4ZOAA5J8/s1600/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509023187308666466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7ZprsXmI/AAAAAAAAAns/rzZ4ZOAA5J8/s320/PICT0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GrdBca4I/AAAAAAAAAks/XNOMW2UScuc/s1600/PICT0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502702400799796098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GrdBca4I/AAAAAAAAAks/XNOMW2UScuc/s320/PICT0022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2Gq9udQkI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ta6cxNrcl98/s1600/PICT0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502702392398660162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2Gq9udQkI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ta6cxNrcl98/s320/PICT0024.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GqClakOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/BdGmp-OCvT8/s1600/PICT0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502702376523043042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GqClakOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/BdGmp-OCvT8/s320/PICT0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GpbstdaI/AAAAAAAAAkU/EvHwhnxxZKQ/s1600/PICT0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502702366084658594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GpbstdaI/AAAAAAAAAkU/EvHwhnxxZKQ/s320/PICT0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GoshCHsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/WOrfB8jHdoA/s1600/PICT0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502702353419214530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2GoshCHsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/WOrfB8jHdoA/s320/PICT0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sorry, I've had these photos in my computer for awhile.  This was the First Friday of August.  Each first Friday of every month, there is an empty store front that provides a space for artists to set up tables and sell their items.  So, I set up my tiny little table and sold some goods.  It was a blast and so many family and friends came by to support me!  Then, Jeremy and I enjoyed dinner at Gravy with my Mom and Dad!  Yum...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1505359789271549465?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1505359789271549465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1505359789271549465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1505359789271549465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1505359789271549465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-first-first-friday-show.html' title='My First First Friday Show'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/THP7aynZowI/AAAAAAAAAoE/biVFQeDIkjA/s72-c/PICT0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-752347090507819665</id><published>2010-08-11T19:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:20:11.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM9Nhr1SXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/qiWe8uDBevk/s1600/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM9Nhr1SXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/qiWe8uDBevk/s320/PICT0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504310472166689138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM9NJJPQ8I/AAAAAAAAAmM/uYjoTiCqxyM/s1600/PICT0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM9NJJPQ8I/AAAAAAAAAmM/uYjoTiCqxyM/s320/PICT0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504310465579140034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM9MjyfG9I/AAAAAAAAAmE/oEFVrFvHe2I/s1600/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM9MjyfG9I/AAAAAAAAAmE/oEFVrFvHe2I/s320/PICT0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504310455551597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5oU4gNII/AAAAAAAAAl8/aubC5VL9d9E/s1600/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5oU4gNII/AAAAAAAAAl8/aubC5VL9d9E/s320/PICT0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504306534540129410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5oH_HiNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-bQ0xC2eHlA/s1600/PICT0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5oH_HiNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-bQ0xC2eHlA/s320/PICT0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504306531078211794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5ntHxXBI/AAAAAAAAAls/k7ULPWEpdIM/s1600/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5ntHxXBI/AAAAAAAAAls/k7ULPWEpdIM/s320/PICT0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504306523866749970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5nG_RK5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/2E7bhZ6dx6o/s1600/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5nG_RK5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/2E7bhZ6dx6o/s320/PICT0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504306513630538642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5mplo0KI/AAAAAAAAAlc/k7wC8klTIpw/s1600/PICT0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM5mplo0KI/AAAAAAAAAlc/k7wC8klTIpw/s320/PICT0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504306505738408098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4EcPZSVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/DLGG6IBicSg/s1600/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4EcPZSVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/DLGG6IBicSg/s320/PICT0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504304818528274770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4Dw-hq_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/xs5Zm6airwM/s1600/PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4Dw-hq_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/xs5Zm6airwM/s320/PICT0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504304806914796530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4DtWnvjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tzMmykotwWk/s1600/PICT0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4DtWnvjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tzMmykotwWk/s320/PICT0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504304805942115890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4DM5EW0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/TITL2l5UenU/s1600/PICT0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4DM5EW0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/TITL2l5UenU/s320/PICT0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504304797228227394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4Ct0vt-I/AAAAAAAAAk0/FH0-tabq28w/s1600/PICT0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM4Ct0vt-I/AAAAAAAAAk0/FH0-tabq28w/s320/PICT0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504304788888598498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to the Flea Market.  If you're local, you should totally stop by one weekend.  There is so much to look at which makes it hard when you have no spending money like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things that caught my eye: the old erector set, some vintage coke &amp;amp; pepsi bottles with the soda still in it, a hilarious/creepy witch doll with giant boobies, and of course Sam would love the pumpkins.  He's my dog after all.  With that said, I cannot wait for Fall.  It is my favorite season and with the heat we've had I'm looking forward to it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weekend post to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-752347090507819665?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/752347090507819665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=752347090507819665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/752347090507819665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/752347090507819665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/08/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TGM9Nhr1SXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/qiWe8uDBevk/s72-c/PICT0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-882225930303981620</id><published>2010-08-07T11:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T11:55:48.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2BdFja_oI/AAAAAAAAAkE/qKLTB7EMkmE/s1600/PICT0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2BdFja_oI/AAAAAAAAAkE/qKLTB7EMkmE/s320/PICT0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502696656423550594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2A5Ox2MvI/AAAAAAAAAj8/t6nDeFBDUyE/s1600/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2A5Ox2MvI/AAAAAAAAAj8/t6nDeFBDUyE/s320/PICT0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502696040424682226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2A4i3jttI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3wvlrAmuv6U/s1600/PICT0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2A4i3jttI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3wvlrAmuv6U/s320/PICT0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502696028637476562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_-s3m57I/AAAAAAAAAjs/dppzU7Pee4E/s1600/PICT0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_-s3m57I/AAAAAAAAAjs/dppzU7Pee4E/s320/PICT0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502695034889627570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_-GyMgbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/oykhUOL-dSM/s1600/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_-GyMgbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/oykhUOL-dSM/s320/PICT0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502695024666378674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_9jabqzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/46WQUVXq9N0/s1600/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_9jabqzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/46WQUVXq9N0/s320/PICT0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502695015171468082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_9InxJUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/j-AiVJEzJxs/s1600/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_9InxJUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/j-AiVJEzJxs/s320/PICT0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502695007979644226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_8ScEhxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/0UBn2YBol_c/s1600/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1_8ScEhxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/0UBn2YBol_c/s320/PICT0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502694993435068178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-n9ExLdI/AAAAAAAAAjE/VlGT4J9uwXI/s1600/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-n9ExLdI/AAAAAAAAAjE/VlGT4J9uwXI/s320/PICT0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502693544591175122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-ns2_OVI/AAAAAAAAAi8/mmCYjMpAx-w/s1600/PICT0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-ns2_OVI/AAAAAAAAAi8/mmCYjMpAx-w/s320/PICT0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502693540238408018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-nMEcrlI/AAAAAAAAAi0/5fGO9YTpHrI/s1600/PICT0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-nMEcrlI/AAAAAAAAAi0/5fGO9YTpHrI/s320/PICT0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502693531436494418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-m2WS_8I/AAAAAAAAAis/w5J0-dgjmvI/s1600/PICT0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-m2WS_8I/AAAAAAAAAis/w5J0-dgjmvI/s320/PICT0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502693525605777346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-memZRFI/AAAAAAAAAik/uNHrqqy5sVs/s1600/PICT0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF1-memZRFI/AAAAAAAAAik/uNHrqqy5sVs/s320/PICT0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502693519230846034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach Overview:&lt;br /&gt;Packed too much, worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed relaxing/reading/walking at the beach each day.&lt;br /&gt;Bike riding, dream house, beautiful views.&lt;br /&gt;Dinners with fun family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;An amazing week of goodness that I miss already!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom and Dad for always showing us a good time at our favorite place in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-882225930303981620?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/882225930303981620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=882225930303981620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/882225930303981620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/882225930303981620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/08/beach-2010.html' title='Beach 2010'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TF2BdFja_oI/AAAAAAAAAkE/qKLTB7EMkmE/s72-c/PICT0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-24861100671682260</id><published>2010-08-07T11:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T11:35:16.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say What?</title><content type='html'>Check out this sweet logo!  I'm so thankful to &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/camillechung"&gt;Camille&lt;/a&gt; for all the work she put in creating it.  I love it and I can't wait to play with the colors for different seasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach post to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-24861100671682260?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/24861100671682260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=24861100671682260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/24861100671682260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/24861100671682260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/08/say-what.html' title='Say What?'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-3512255331958315967</id><published>2010-07-29T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:24:26.532-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Home Front</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOrLlChqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/G6gUkX1wTdo/s1600/3586021544_2a014df56c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499333492489750178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOrLlChqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/G6gUkX1wTdo/s320/3586021544_2a014df56c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOMhBC9-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/OQ7n5L_5nIM/s1600/cotetexas1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499332965668419554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOMhBC9-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/OQ7n5L_5nIM/s320/cotetexas1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOMO59MqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QntMvgV6r8I/s1600/PHO-09Jul21-170890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499332960806843042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOMO59MqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QntMvgV6r8I/s320/PHO-09Jul21-170890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOLQ69ZDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/yscV-_Hvlro/s1600/kitchen-cabinets-modern-gray-002-A023a-wood-shaker-island-hood-favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499332944168051762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOLQ69ZDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/yscV-_Hvlro/s320/kitchen-cabinets-modern-gray-002-A023a-wood-shaker-island-hood-favorite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGEjR0dkcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/WaCqqgRUNFI/s1600/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499322361609818562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGEjR0dkcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/WaCqqgRUNFI/s320/untitled3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGERU9mo9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/1nAt2RKpIqw/s1600/6a00e5505fecd38833013485d15a88970c-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499322053215822802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGERU9mo9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/1nAt2RKpIqw/s320/6a00e5505fecd38833013485d15a88970c-500wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGEQHOTsnI/AAAAAAAAAgU/dyTuO71ItTo/s1600/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499322032347918962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGEQHOTsnI/AAAAAAAAAgU/dyTuO71ItTo/s320/untitled2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGEP3_Ys1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/-NAVcVBqq_Q/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499322028258800466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGEP3_Ys1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/-NAVcVBqq_Q/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I haven't kept to my blog schedule recently. I will come fall, though, Scout's honor. &lt;em&gt;Sidenote: I used to think that "Scout's Honor" had something to do with Scout from&lt;/em&gt; To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;em&gt;. You know how when you're a kid and you recognize a word in conversation and apply the meaning to something you already know? Was that just me? Anyway, she was my favorite book character when I was kid, and she still is. Well, the list has grown to Wilbur from&lt;/em&gt; Charlotte's Web, &lt;em&gt;Teensy from&lt;/em&gt; The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, &lt;em&gt;Marlena from&lt;/em&gt; Water for Elephants, &lt;em&gt;and Leo King from&lt;/em&gt; South of Broad &lt;em&gt;to name a few. I digress...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hubs and I are ready for a change in our house. The problem, that most people have as well, is we are on a budget. We can't buy anything too expensive like furniture. So, DIY it is!! Personally, I think paint is the cheapest way to spruce up a place without breaking the bank. We are thinking about going all white in the common areas. We already have black doors and love the look of white walls and black interior doors. I know that it sounds very Beetlejuice but with our warm Brazillian cherry hardwood floors, antique furniture, and colorful accents I think it'd look so fresh. My honey is a little concerned that white walls will look like an apartment that you can't paint, so I'm determined to add character in anyway that I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to keep the closed rooms (master, office, and bathrooms) painted with muted but cozy colors. I feel like the common area needs to be fresh and open, but I want the master bedroom to feel cozy and the office to feel energetic. So, I'm going to stop by the hardware store and get some ideas for colors. I can't wait, I love thinking about design and color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to hear about your design ideas. Let me hear it! Problems, dreams, ongoing projects...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-3512255331958315967?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/3512255331958315967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=3512255331958315967&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3512255331958315967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3512255331958315967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/07/home-front.html' title='Home Front'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TFGOrLlChqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/G6gUkX1wTdo/s72-c/3586021544_2a014df56c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8748596696763863298</id><published>2010-07-29T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:35:52.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm so sorry for all the template changes.  I've been trying out the new Template Designer with Blogspot and trying to find one that will look great with my new logo.  I will unveil that later this week.  I can't wait for y'all to see it!  It's so pretty and sweet, details to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a beach post to bring with photos and everything!  Aren't you excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8748596696763863298?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8748596696763863298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8748596696763863298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8748596696763863298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8748596696763863298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/07/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6057428198947593920</id><published>2010-07-16T09:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:19:22.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I just can't keep up darn it!  Let's just say that the blogging schedule that I was so excited about for like two weeks, will resume full force this fall.  For the rest of the summer I will commit to updates and photos as they come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ready to head to the beach with Jeremy this afternoon!!  I'll be there all next week, but Jer will have to come back home Sunday because of the new job.  I'm sad that we'll be apart (I really don't like being separated) but I'm so excited about spending time with family and friends all week.  Oh, and reading.  I can't tell you how freakin' stoked I am to bring some books with me and dive in!  So here's a list of the fun people who'll be down at the beach with me next week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad&lt;br /&gt;Mamasita &amp;amp; Pops (Jer's Parents)&lt;br /&gt;Anna &amp;amp; her peeps, Susan, Rachel, and Kirsten&lt;br /&gt;Greg, Holly, Luke &amp;amp; Dominic (Jer's brother, sister-in-law, and our nephews; they leave tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;Mike &amp;amp; Candi (surrogate Uncle &amp;amp; Aunt)&lt;br /&gt;Justin &amp;amp; Candace (surrogate cousin &amp;amp; his beautiful wife)&lt;br /&gt;Taylor &amp;amp; Girlfriend (other surrogate cousin &amp;amp; his girlfriend who's name escapes me, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are that group on the beach that has like a million umbrellas and chairs.  Who cares?  We have a blast!  Laughing, playing paddle ball, swimming, drinking, tanning, etc.  Sunset is my favorite place in the world.  Just getting on 17 South brings relaxation to my soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to have photos when I return.  Have a wonderful weekend and week, enjoy life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6057428198947593920?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6057428198947593920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6057428198947593920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6057428198947593920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6057428198947593920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1630511297425770489</id><published>2010-07-07T17:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:25:09.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTvgOe9WbI/AAAAAAAAAgE/X1x-dacLSMM/s1600/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTvgOe9WbI/AAAAAAAAAgE/X1x-dacLSMM/s320/PICT0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491277182594275762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey gurl, hey!  Christie's Bachelorette party!  Now, she's just an old married lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTvfhqSlyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/CFMkfpZm0yU/s1600/PICT0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTvfhqSlyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/CFMkfpZm0yU/s320/PICT0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491277170562209570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Grace Elizabeth making a silly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTvfMhBluI/AAAAAAAAAf0/1k0BxYfb_8E/s1600/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTvfMhBluI/AAAAAAAAAf0/1k0BxYfb_8E/s320/PICT0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491277164886202082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silly brother making a silly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTverWFueI/AAAAAAAAAfs/CnPyT_MWuMo/s1600/Black+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTverWFueI/AAAAAAAAAfs/CnPyT_MWuMo/s320/Black+Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491277155981965794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeremy and I with Luke at the Black Rose Bar in Boston.  Luke's first Guiness (just kidding, Jeremy wouldn't let him have some of his beer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I know I haven't been a good  blogger.  I'm sorry.  I have no new pictures because the batteries on my  camera are charging which is why I have oldies up there.  Here are some bullet points to let you in on my life this past week (if you care):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have  been cleaning like crazy because we're going to the beach this weekend  and I won't have my Saturday to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am so excited to  head to the beach next week (July 16) for a WHOLE WEEK!  I haven't done  that in a long time.  Unfortunately, Jeremy can't join me for the whole  week.  I will have fun with the family, but I will be sad and a little  pathetic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The dogs are getting along marvelously.  The little  one continues to pee in his crate when he is left at home for too long  (while we're at work, but funny enough, not at night).  He hasn't gone  in the house for like 4 days (knock on wood), so that's progress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeremy  started his new job yesterday.  We're so thankful for this blessing and  I'm just praying that he enjoys this job rather than dread it and only  go because of the paycheck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had a great 4th of July weekend.   We got to watch the Raleigh fireworks from the golf course of the NC  State Faculty Club.  Perfect weather, gorgeous sunset, fireworks, lemon  tarts, and beer.  Perfection!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my brother.  He moved to  TN/MS two weeks ago and I already miss his silly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so now I'm going to go and finish  cleaning my house.  I hope these photos make you laugh.  I think that  sometime in the near future, I will scan in some OLD photos so you can  see me and Jeremy as kids and get a laugh out of our amazing wardrobe  choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week!  Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1630511297425770489?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1630511297425770489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1630511297425770489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1630511297425770489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1630511297425770489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/07/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TDTvgOe9WbI/AAAAAAAAAgE/X1x-dacLSMM/s72-c/PICT0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-5573577916213758766</id><published>2010-07-02T13:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:40:05.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>Loss of Faith...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are times when people are mean. Just mean and immature. I should be in a great mood: it's my favorite day, a long weekend is ahead, and the weather is great! However, because of some people that surround me, I am tired and pissed off. I just don't understand how some people refuse to be sweet and kind, like we're called to be. The Lord calls us to love each other and have compassion and respect for our fellow man. This week and today, multiple times and from different people, I have seen a complete void of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am fighting it though. Even though I'm defeated inside, I'm still presenting a cheery front so that evil does not win. I will not let a couple of insensitive people cause me to be insensitive to someone else. No one deserves that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful that God's mercies are new each morning. Tomorrow will be a fresh day and hopefully much kinder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With that, I hope you all have a wonderful, safe, and fun weekend celebrating this great nation of ours that allows people to be as mean or as happy as they want. I hope you'll choose the latter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 4th of July!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489363739514993554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TC4jPLize5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/FQSW3gjmAFE/s320/4TH_of_July.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-5573577916213758766?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/5573577916213758766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=5573577916213758766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5573577916213758766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5573577916213758766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/07/loss-of-faith.html' title='Loss of Faith...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TC4jPLize5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/FQSW3gjmAFE/s72-c/4TH_of_July.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1198195488703387037</id><published>2010-06-29T13:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T13:56:24.434-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Bad Blogger, Bad.</title><content type='html'>So, I know I've been absent. I swear I have an excuse. See, I got this puppy. He's really cute and fluffy and precious, but he's a freakin' crazy man inside. He tinkles (and by tinkle I mean pee) where ever he deems appropriate and chews on anything. So every five seconds J and I say "where's the pup?" In mid sentence even. Ugh. So, the bags under my eyes are the only new thing that I have to show for last week and this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get to enjoy a wonderful Saturday evening with J's parents, his &lt;a href="http://stacyandmatt.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt;, and her hubby. Her &lt;a href="http://stacyandmatt.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; has all the photos and what not. She is the photo taker of the family (and her pops) so she documented the night very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought the pups to the vet this morning for Foster's check up and other things and Sam's first check up with our vet. Everything went great and J picked them up at lunch. The vet did say that Foster needs to lose 10 pounds. Yea, me too. We've been bad parents because even though he eats the minimum amount of food a day, we don't exercise him like he needs. So, since my fat butt needs to get in shape, too, we're walking. I love dusk, it's the most magical time of day, especially in the summer, so that's our walking time. I'll keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have an Etsy Finds post tomorrow, but don't hold your breath. I'd hate to be responsible for you passing out. The reason I might not have it done is because I have a date with about 6 hot chicas tomorrow to see Eclipse and have chips and salsa. If only I could watch the movie and eat chips and salsa at the same time; a girl can dream. I will have a fun Homefront update for you on Thursday, so keep your eyes peeled for that little nugget of goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm tired. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1198195488703387037?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1198195488703387037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1198195488703387037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1198195488703387037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1198195488703387037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-blogger-bad.html' title='Bad Blogger, Bad.'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6671455299106795720</id><published>2010-06-22T12:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:22:43.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDjG1O3whI/AAAAAAAAAfY/dmvk89teGhs/s1600/Photo+47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDjG1O3whI/AAAAAAAAAfY/dmvk89teGhs/s320/Photo+47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485634052645437970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please excuse my messy house.  Just focus on the sweet dogs lying next to each other!  Progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6671455299106795720?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6671455299106795720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6671455299106795720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6671455299106795720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6671455299106795720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-along.html' title='Getting Along'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDjG1O3whI/AAAAAAAAAfY/dmvk89teGhs/s72-c/Photo+47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-806518229069310687</id><published>2010-06-22T12:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:17:21.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Foster and Sam: A Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDhBCAKTAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/a_CTo-dr6yI/s1600/5231677_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDhBCAKTAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/a_CTo-dr6yI/s320/5231677_600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485631753970928642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDhA_MTBrI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4XKtJzInYzI/s1600/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDhA_MTBrI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4XKtJzInYzI/s320/PICT0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485631753216526002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDgHmoHXGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8w59FscmuKg/s1600/n22217170_31270106_2023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDgHmoHXGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8w59FscmuKg/s320/n22217170_31270106_2023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485630767369772130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDf5gVnFLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/PYFEk0ZVRKc/s1600/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDf5gVnFLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/PYFEk0ZVRKc/s320/PICT0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485630525163377842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Could they be cuter?  Or more alike?  It doesn't stop with just looks.  They have VERY similar mannerisms.  I just love watching them, they're hilarious!  It's funny when Foster has clearly had enough puppy time and Sam doesn't get it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my boys, especially my Jeremy.  He is such a wonderful man and he's so good with the dogs, I know he'll make a great daddy to our kids one day.  But for now, we have two very furry boys to tend to, the other kids will come in time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Tuesday and I'll see you here tomorrow for Etsy finds: Dog Edition!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-806518229069310687?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/806518229069310687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=806518229069310687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/806518229069310687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/806518229069310687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/foster-and-sam-comparison.html' title='Foster and Sam: A Comparison'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TCDhBCAKTAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/a_CTo-dr6yI/s72-c/5231677_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1235636403570440319</id><published>2010-06-21T12:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:04:34.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZT5ajiZI/AAAAAAAAAew/XVEi-dxyC-E/s1600/PICT0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZT5ajiZI/AAAAAAAAAew/XVEi-dxyC-E/s320/PICT0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485271438269319570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZTN3g8fI/AAAAAAAAAeo/79ZT8PxaUQ8/s1600/PICT0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZTN3g8fI/AAAAAAAAAeo/79ZT8PxaUQ8/s320/PICT0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485271426579624434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZShSnJrI/AAAAAAAAAeg/LEdkl-pFcnk/s1600/PICT0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZShSnJrI/AAAAAAAAAeg/LEdkl-pFcnk/s320/PICT0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485271414613681842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZSFc4e-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/tQFnk-w6REQ/s1600/PICT0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZSFc4e-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/tQFnk-w6REQ/s320/PICT0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485271407140568034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, I'm not pregnant.  But we did get another member of our family this weekend!!  This new edition is Samuel Adams Morin.  We have this silly thing about dogs being named after beer.  Sam is so similar to Foster it's crazy.  He's the same breed make up, he's got the same quirks and he looks just like him!  We are so in love with this guy it's crazy.  Foster wasn't too sure about him on Saturday, but he's warming up to him and even sharing some toys!  This kid is hilarious to watch.  His name is fitting because he walks like he's had a six pack or two and trips over everything!  He's very happy and he sleeps through the night with no accidents or whining!  Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed to have found this little man and we can't for everyone to see him!  I'll be posting more pictures later so look out!  And Kelsi, we totally didn't mean to "steal" the name, it was just so perfect!!  I'm hoping since your Sam is such a sweetheart, the name will carry on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and tomorrow is Foster's (our original boy) 4th Birthday.  I might have to skip Storefront tomorrow and do a Foster tribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday everyone, enjoy the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1235636403570440319?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1235636403570440319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1235636403570440319&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1235636403570440319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1235636403570440319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-update-part-2.html' title='Weekend Update Part 2'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TB-ZT5ajiZI/AAAAAAAAAew/XVEi-dxyC-E/s72-c/PICT0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-289788869414693697</id><published>2010-06-21T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:26:42.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Monday Morning!!  I have some exciting news to share later today, just keep a weathered eye out and by this afternoon you'll know what's going on at the Morin casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe, don't you just love suspense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-289788869414693697?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/289788869414693697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=289788869414693697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/289788869414693697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/289788869414693697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-update-part-1.html' title='Weekend Update Part 1'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-5625135617819455309</id><published>2010-06-18T08:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:25:34.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>List Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBuBaGqaNpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Miyrr1L0SgM/s1600/61324B7J17L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484119256718784146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBuBaGqaNpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Miyrr1L0SgM/s320/61324B7J17L__SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's list love is supposed to take you back. This is in honor of my brother who is heading to Mississippi on Monday to continue his work in youth ministry. My brother and I watched a lot of movies as kids. We had our favorites, as all kids do, that we watched over and over. These are just a few of our top picks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;A Goofy Movie:&lt;/strong&gt; who doesn't love Goofy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Newsies:&lt;/strong&gt; Christian Bale as a singing/dancing newsboy with an awful New York accent, classic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Dennis the Menace:&lt;/strong&gt; the one with Walter Mathou, this movie is hilarious. I still watch it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;The Chipmunk Adventure:&lt;/strong&gt; the musical numbers in this movie are amazing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chipmunks can rock it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Duck Tales The Movie- Treasure of the Lost Lamp:&lt;/strong&gt; this should be a must for every kid, it's funny, suspenseful, and full of ducks. You can't go wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Toy Story 1&amp;amp;2:&lt;/strong&gt; I cannot wait to see the third one, but the first two are just splendid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;The Sandlot &amp;amp; Rookie of the Year&lt;/strong&gt;: these are so similar, I didn't want to take up two spaces. We freakin' loved baseball movies. These are the best of the 90's I tell ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Disney movies:&lt;/strong&gt; it's hard for me to be specific because we watched ALL of them. We're definately a Disney family and as kids that's all we watched. Including the older real person movies like Pete's Dragon, The Apple Dumpling Gang, and Herbie the Lovebug. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Hocus Pocus:&lt;/strong&gt; not limited to just Halloween, my sister and I made Tyler &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watch this year round. It's just great!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Indiana Jones Trilogy:&lt;/strong&gt; even as kids we knew the greatness that is Indie. We could sit and watch all three in one sitting. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There really are more, but I think 10 is enough. So, what were some movies that you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched over and over as a kid? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a wonderful weekend everyone, and watch an old movie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this weekend to go back in time for a bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-5625135617819455309?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/5625135617819455309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=5625135617819455309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5625135617819455309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5625135617819455309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/list-love_18.html' title='List Love'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBuBaGqaNpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Miyrr1L0SgM/s72-c/61324B7J17L__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1362785546309057928</id><published>2010-06-17T15:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:22:02.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or should I say winners!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since only three people commented it seemed silly to pick just one. So, Jennifer, Kelly, and Kelsi are all getting a set of the pineapple/starfish set of cards. I did put all their names in a hat and draw Jennifer's name to receive the popsicle set of cards, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats ladies and thanks for participating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1362785546309057928?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1362785546309057928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1362785546309057928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1362785546309057928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1362785546309057928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/giveaway-winner.html' title='Giveaway Winner!'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2050851790998952911</id><published>2010-06-16T16:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:47:09.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><title type='text'>Etsy Finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrzUlAqQI/AAAAAAAAAco/_e7LDG0C8CE/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrzUlAqQI/AAAAAAAAAco/_e7LDG0C8CE/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481702963393112322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrzJWuXQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/lHRXEqxi6e4/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrzJWuXQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/lHRXEqxi6e4/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481702960380402946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrylY12fI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dSL2s1RkrBU/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrylY12fI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dSL2s1RkrBU/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481702950725605874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLryZ9QUoI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MYTLZp91jq8/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLryZ9QUoI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MYTLZp91jq8/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481702947657110146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrx6a_HKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/TrDcG9-9rFY/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrx6a_HKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/TrDcG9-9rFY/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481702939191876770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Old Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/49163439/vintage-ah-mazing-butterscotch-corduroy?ref=sc_undefined_21"&gt;Vintage Corduroy Fedora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/49140590/custom-listing-for-hardends"&gt;Monogrammed Beer Mug &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/49174341/personalized-all-sterling-silver-round"&gt;Personalized Sterling Silver Cuff Links&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/49199448/2-bicycle-pint-glasses"&gt;Bicycle Pint Glasses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/46448785/grey-plaid-bowtie?ref=sr_gallery_29&amp;amp;ga_search_query=bowties&amp;amp;ga_search_type=category&amp;amp;category=accessories.men.necktie&amp;amp;ga_page=2&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;Grey Plaid Bowtie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These gifts are great for Dad or any snazzy guy in your life.  As always check out Etsy for unique handmade gifts that no one else will have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2050851790998952911?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2050851790998952911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2050851790998952911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2050851790998952911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2050851790998952911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/etsy-finds.html' title='Etsy Finds'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLrzUlAqQI/AAAAAAAAAco/_e7LDG0C8CE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4676326553734356150</id><published>2010-06-15T08:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:06:14.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Storefront</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEwhDCgXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_2PwLONP-vg/s1600/PICT0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482363721688973682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEwhDCgXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_2PwLONP-vg/s400/PICT0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEwADUqJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/P6nWreN2wAs/s1600/PICT0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482363712831793298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEwADUqJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/P6nWreN2wAs/s400/PICT0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEviHHcxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/uswWJlg8Eto/s1600/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482363704794641170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEviHHcxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/uswWJlg8Eto/s400/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEu7_oYWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-umVE04ODfA/s1600/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482363694562697570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEu7_oYWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-umVE04ODfA/s400/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Cards &amp;amp; My First Giveaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet are these summer fun cards? The set includes three pineapples and three starfish printed on brown kraft paper cards. Head on over to my shop and get some for the perfect summer thank you note! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;One lucky winner will get a set of these new summer fun cards and a set of the popsicle cards featured a couple of weeks ago!  All you have to do is leave a comment telling me about your summer plans and then Thursday morning we'll announce the winner!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4676326553734356150?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4676326553734356150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4676326553734356150&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4676326553734356150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4676326553734356150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/storefront.html' title='Storefront'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVEwhDCgXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_2PwLONP-vg/s72-c/PICT0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2906360907249952753</id><published>2010-06-14T08:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:59:31.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVCUfO_yNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/lLa0A0z-lME/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482361041142663378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVCUfO_yNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/lLa0A0z-lME/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVCTlufnvI/AAAAAAAAAdg/FVvZaM2EId0/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482361025705516786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVCTlufnvI/AAAAAAAAAdg/FVvZaM2EId0/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVCStehlzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/lseRqjk-BJI/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482361010606151474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVCStehlzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/lseRqjk-BJI/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBfcAQboI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/HfMj_6V_n5k/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482360129742466690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBfcAQboI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/HfMj_6V_n5k/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBe08sEPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/qul54mll7R4/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482360119258517746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBe08sEPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/qul54mll7R4/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBeN5Pd2I/AAAAAAAAAdA/mL32kByYImA/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482360108775077730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBeN5Pd2I/AAAAAAAAAdA/mL32kByYImA/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBdqEQvvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/BzUMmt4kcgI/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482360099157622514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBdqEQvvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/BzUMmt4kcgI/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBdCTig6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/fKUYe9buWbk/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482360088484283298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVBdCTig6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/fKUYe9buWbk/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My friend Laura and her husband had their second baby girl, Eleanor Holden Robinson. Precious beyond belief.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate supper with my parents and siblings. Laughed, chatted, and spoke of gin and Zoolander. Lovely as always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast with Brother, and Jer at the Farmer's Market Restaurant. Think biscuits, country ham, sweet tea, and a rising cholesterol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved Christie and James into their new apartment. Read: hot sweaty fun mess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Had a World Cup party at Dom and Joel's and watched the US tie England (lame). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Served in the nursery at church. I love two year old kids. Seriously, it's not the terrible two's, its the three's you gotta watch out for. They're crazy. Crazy as straws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed lunch with a couple that makes me laugh, out loud. Adam and Kaitlyn, you're hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Spent some relaxing time at Jer's parents house for Sunday supper. Aaah, summer is settling in nicely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaded Sunday night because Monday morning brings the 9-5. Slept soundly, as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy weekend, but lots of time spent with family, friends, and the dog. Plus, we welcomed a new baby into this world. I am truly blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2906360907249952753?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2906360907249952753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2906360907249952753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2906360907249952753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2906360907249952753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBVCUfO_yNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/lLa0A0z-lME/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-341978302919176230</id><published>2010-06-11T20:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:22:10.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>List Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLg3sf9-fI/AAAAAAAAAcA/vdaGameDowc/s1600/60001533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLg3sf9-fI/AAAAAAAAAcA/vdaGameDowc/s400/60001533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481690943905987058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man, I've been out of the blogging world for two weeks.  I should be shunned.  Please don't shun me.  Here's a list love as a peace offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite Movies to Watch When You're Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Steel Magnolias: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could watch this movie anytime, but I especially love it when I'm down.  It is sad but it's a sweet and hilarious movie, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Paris Je' Taime: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a great movie.  Tons of actors and a couple of directors, funny, silly, weird.  It's just a great mash up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Hook:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just makes me think of being a kid and that always makes me smile.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Across the Universe:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just love to sing along and get lost in the 60's.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Becoming Jane:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love a great romantic movie to get lost in when I'm sick.  Every time I watch this movie I want to write.  But with an ink pen, like Jane.  Along with this is &lt;/span&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (sorry Dom, I like the new one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a lot of Lists involving movies, because I love movies.  Love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are your favorite movies to watch when you've got the sniffles?  I'd love to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and praise the Lord, my friend Laura had a beautiful baby girl today.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-341978302919176230?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/341978302919176230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=341978302919176230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/341978302919176230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/341978302919176230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/list-love.html' title='List Love'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TBLg3sf9-fI/AAAAAAAAAcA/vdaGameDowc/s72-c/60001533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-5879650373750843119</id><published>2010-06-08T09:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:56:13.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TA5Lqix8QEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Toij1gCy6-I/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480400990819336258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TA5Lqix8QEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Toij1gCy6-I/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This photo has nothing to do with this post.  I just love it.  My brother and I a million years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so sorry for the blog absence. I have been without a camera. Our digital one that my lovely sister-in-law loned to us has pooped out. I went to turn it on one day and it was fine, even took a couple of photos. Then, it turned off, but the lens didn't close like it normally would. We changed the batteries and nothing worked! So, I'm going to try to fix that guy and hopefully be back in blogging buisness. I'm also going to take some photos with my film camera and get those developed and see what I come up with! I'll continue with Etsy finds for tomorrow and try to share some photos from the past couple of weekends (from other's cameras). We will have a Friday List Love, because lists make everything better!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for hanging in there! You guys rock!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-5879650373750843119?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/5879650373750843119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=5879650373750843119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5879650373750843119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5879650373750843119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/06/absence.html' title='Absence'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/TA5Lqix8QEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Toij1gCy6-I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1447064954575973586</id><published>2010-05-26T17:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:14:52.003-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Homefront</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RYJzgn_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/ytdgP3-jSIY/s1600/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475692566087245810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RYJzgn_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/ytdgP3-jSIY/s400/PICT0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RX_N1f7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/hLhGCS9_P8c/s1600/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475692563244875698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RX_N1f7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/hLhGCS9_P8c/s400/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RXUBnf3I/AAAAAAAAAbg/fBAQe5v7R58/s1600/PICT0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475692551650901874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RXUBnf3I/AAAAAAAAAbg/fBAQe5v7R58/s400/PICT0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RWl4s3BI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uPAbefebM-4/s1600/PICT0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475692539265473554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RWl4s3BI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uPAbefebM-4/s400/PICT0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RVz93c5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/XH9cbEKYD2Q/s1600/PICT0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475692525865366418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RVz93c5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/XH9cbEKYD2Q/s400/PICT0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Glimpse of my studio/art room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle gave me this great dress form that's currently snuggled up with my scarves.&lt;br /&gt;Our art wall has art from my mom, my grandmommie, dear Marley Ungaro, talented Meredith Cox, and yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;My parents' farmhouse table serves as my work space and it's topped with tools of the trade.&lt;br /&gt;This great fan stands in front of my centerpiece from my senior art show; a screen printed/quilted fabric wrapped around a custom made frame (thanks babe). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1447064954575973586?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1447064954575973586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1447064954575973586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1447064954575973586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1447064954575973586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/homefront_26.html' title='Homefront'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_2RYJzgn_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/ytdgP3-jSIY/s72-c/PICT0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4422666650172444267</id><published>2010-05-26T16:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:13:00.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Storefront, late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_1__ZlnOPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DAXAXMvBZqY/s1600/PICT0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_1__ZlnOPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DAXAXMvBZqY/s400/PICT0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475673449129523442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_1__HWBWjI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OKlxCpW9DRM/s1600/PICT0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_1__HWBWjI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OKlxCpW9DRM/s400/PICT0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475673444232288818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_1_-roZQ7I/AAAAAAAAAa4/voBCku3Gp00/s1600/PICT0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_1_-roZQ7I/AAAAAAAAAa4/voBCku3Gp00/s400/PICT0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475673436793160626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been under the weather the past two days, but luckily I was able to get some printing done!  Don't you just love these poppy Popsicles?  These are just one of the new summer themed cards that will come out this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like them, head over to the shop and get some for your next cookout or as a sweet summer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4422666650172444267?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4422666650172444267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4422666650172444267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4422666650172444267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4422666650172444267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/storefront-late.html' title='Storefront, late.'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_1__ZlnOPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DAXAXMvBZqY/s72-c/PICT0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-349884346134595599</id><published>2010-05-24T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:37:43.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's My Story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_naGF9j2VI/AAAAAAAAAaw/d1JQFcS3NDk/s1600/anna3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474646620259998034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_naGF9j2VI/AAAAAAAAAaw/d1JQFcS3NDk/s400/anna3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_naCb8iToI/AAAAAAAAAao/KIew49F8kiU/s1600/anna2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474646557441805954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_naCb8iToI/AAAAAAAAAao/KIew49F8kiU/s400/anna2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_nZmy4gbeI/AAAAAAAAAag/q1qft2eyhtM/s1600/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474646082562584034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_nZmy4gbeI/AAAAAAAAAag/q1qft2eyhtM/s400/PICT0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_nZHKzHEWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0AeXCmQw-pk/s1600/anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474645539226587490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_nZHKzHEWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0AeXCmQw-pk/s400/anna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Anna, graduating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;When I was in second grade, my mom told me and my brother that my sister (then three years old) was going to have surgery. Major surgery. Then, she made us watch a video of a similar surgery that she received from the doctor to help us understand what my sister would have to go through. My brother was enthralled while I was terrified. My little sister's head would be cut open to insert a cochlear implant to help her hear. She was born deaf and she was a perfect candidate for an implant. So they shaved half of her head and cut it open. When she was out of the hospital, my mom and my sister came to school to pick me and my brother up. My sister had a giant white turban-like bandage on her head. All I could do was laugh. I mean I laughed out loud right in the hallways. Now, I know what your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Geez Erin, have a heart. Your sister just had major surgery for crying out loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was the only reaction that came out. I think that in my 2nd grade mind, I was just thankful that she was there for me to make fun of. She was okay and the surgery had gone well. In the coming years my mom would work tirelessly to help my sister stay on track in her mainstream classes. Having the cochlear implant allowed my once deaf sister to be able to hear. But it wasn't all cupcakes and rainbows (I could eat a cupcake right now, but I digress). My sister had a hard time taking in information the way most of us do in a full class or crowded room. There have been bumps along this road, but my sister has always come out swinging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this past Sunday, she graduated. She spent the last 4 years at a private all girls school here in Raleigh, Saint Mary's. She formed friendships with girls that will last a lifetime, learned things that challenged her way of thinking, accomplished athletic goals that few have before, and she texted more than I think any human ever has. Under an umbrella of southern oaks my sister walked across a stage, shook the dean's hand, and received her diploma. She was poised, confident, radiant, and most of all, happy. She had accomplished something that most people are proud at receiving, but the pride that she felt was magnified by the pride that my parents, my grandparents, my brother, and I were sending to her at that moment. I felt it all through my body, down to my toes. I felt nothing but pure joy for my sister's great achievements. I cheered as loud and obnoxiously as I could in hopes that she'd know how proud of her I was. I think she knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is so wonderful. She is funny, sweet, kind, and always thinking of others. Her soccer accomplishments are amazing and she will continue to improve as she plays in college. I can't wait to go to some of her home games and cheer her on as I always have alongside my mom. I will miss her being around, but I know that God has such a plan for her life and I can't wait to see what else she'll accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Anna Grace and I'm so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(More photos to come later, hilarious haircuts and all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-349884346134595599?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/349884346134595599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=349884346134595599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/349884346134595599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/349884346134595599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/thats-my-story.html' title='That&apos;s My Story...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_naGF9j2VI/AAAAAAAAAaw/d1JQFcS3NDk/s72-c/anna3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-5799089535898601442</id><published>2010-05-21T08:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:47:12.505-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>List Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Xcw4MQGqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Q67QKDll9x8/s1600/il_430xN.138702271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473523654414310050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Xcw4MQGqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Q67QKDll9x8/s400/il_430xN.138702271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/45195509/vintage-surfer-fine-art-photograph"&gt;Vintage Surfer Fine Art Photograph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Oh man, I am so excited about Fridays. I mean I've always loved Fridays. The hope of the weekend to come is just too much! I have always been "workin' for the weekend." However, I love Fridays even more now because of List Love. If you've read this blog for awhile you know that I love lists. So here is the first of many lists, some will be funny, some might be thought provoking, but mostly they'll be a blast to do. What will make this the most fun will be when y'all do your own version of whatever the list is in the comments section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Favorite Summer Songs (in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Summer Nights: Rascal Flatts (perfect summer country song)&lt;br /&gt;2. Days Like This: Van Morrison (reminds me of my family)&lt;br /&gt;3. When You Come Back Down: Nickel Creek (driving to the beach on 17 South)&lt;br /&gt;4. God Only Knows: The Beach Boys (classic)&lt;br /&gt;5. Your Love: The Outfield (reminds me of great 80's summer movies)&lt;br /&gt;6. Coast of Carolina: Jimmy Buffet (Jimmy is summer)&lt;br /&gt;7. Heaven: DJ Sammy Remix (from the good ole camp days)&lt;br /&gt;8. Copperline: James Taylor (this song has been my summer anthem since I listened to it on the porch of a beach house as a baby)&lt;br /&gt;9. All Night Long: Lionel Richie (this doesn't need an explanation)&lt;br /&gt;10. Bella Luna: Jason Mraz (just a great chill song)&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;American Honey: Lady Antebellum (it's new, but describes my life growing up in the south perfectly. Also, it was written by a high school friend of ours, Cary Barlowe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Trouble: Ray LaMontagne (great song, I'm not sure why this makes me think of summer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I could go on and on. This list is just a sample of songs that I'd love to hear as I'm in my beach chair with cold drink in my hand enjoying the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love hear about your favorite summer songs, I'm sure there will be a lot of me saying "Oh, I love that song! I should've put that on my list!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy making your list, but let me warn you, you will get sucked into ITunes trying to find that one song and before you know it two hours have gone by and you've bought way too many songs. Sorry babe, I couldn't help myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-5799089535898601442?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/5799089535898601442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=5799089535898601442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5799089535898601442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5799089535898601442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/list-love.html' title='List Love'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Xcw4MQGqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Q67QKDll9x8/s72-c/il_430xN.138702271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7762407314861590351</id><published>2010-05-20T12:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:56:44.819-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Homefront</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_VpewIrGLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/t8QcHUTsfwA/s1600/med104339_0109_chick_soba_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473396899176978610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_VpewIrGLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/t8QcHUTsfwA/s400/med104339_0109_chick_soba_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello dears! So, there are some fun ideas floating around for our condo, but for now this homefront will be a yummy recipe that I tried last week and we loved it! It is from Martha Stewart's Everyday Food magazine that I absolutely LOVE. I am officially in love with soba noodles and this recipe is a great introduction if you've never tried them before. I got them at Kroger (no need for a fancy store) for $2.50 in the Asian food section. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;4 scallions, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 cup packed fresh cilantro leaves, plus more for garnish&lt;br /&gt;1 cup fresh parsley&lt;br /&gt;1 garlic clove, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon peeled and minced fresh ginger&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup rice vinegar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;12 ounces chicken cutlets&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;Coarse salt and ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 package (8.8 ounces) soba (Japanese buckwheat) noodles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;In a food processor, finely chop scallions, cilantro, parsley, garlic, and ginger with vinegar and 1 tablespoon oil. Transfer to a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;In a large skillet, heat 1 tablespoon oil over medium-high. Season chicken with cayenne, salt, and pepper. Working in batches, cook, turning once, until opaque throughout, 4 to 5 minutes. Transfer chicken to a cutting board; let cool 5 minutes, and thinly slice.&lt;br /&gt;Cook soba according to package instructions. Drain; toss with herb mixture. Serve chicken with soba; garnish with cilantro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bon Appetit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7762407314861590351?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7762407314861590351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7762407314861590351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7762407314861590351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7762407314861590351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/homefront.html' title='Homefront'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_VpewIrGLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/t8QcHUTsfwA/s72-c/med104339_0109_chick_soba_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1516859245486823712</id><published>2010-05-19T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:02:45.384-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><title type='text'>Etsy Finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Bkp644jhI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZNXMwxuTB5s/s1600/teal+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984218600410642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Bkp644jhI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZNXMwxuTB5s/s400/teal+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Bkplf3wgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wlMYa8YUKac/s1600/yellow+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984212858356226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Bkplf3wgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wlMYa8YUKac/s400/yellow+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_BkpdkUPCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/frwq91GljXQ/s1600/teal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984210729516066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_BkpdkUPCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/frwq91GljXQ/s400/teal+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_BkpIUYEoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/C4J0zGbzZgc/s1600/teal+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984205025514114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_BkpIUYEoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/C4J0zGbzZgc/s400/teal+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_BkpJwSGsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/doE5BahzWAM/s1600/yellow+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984205410998978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_BkpJwSGsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/doE5BahzWAM/s400/yellow+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;A Summery Palate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/43925861/spring-flowers-in-caribbean-blue-aqua"&gt;Spring Flowers in Caribbean Blue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/45900474/you-are-my-sunshine-pillow-slip"&gt;You Are My Sunshine Pillow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/36576589/lunastrella-boombox-print-8-in-x-12-in"&gt;Lunastrella Boombox Print&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/47208443/mini-monogram-bowl"&gt;Mini Monogram Bowl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/47136647/mason-jar-journal-eco-friendly-5-in-x-7"&gt;Mason Jar Journal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1516859245486823712?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1516859245486823712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1516859245486823712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1516859245486823712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1516859245486823712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/etsy-finds.html' title='Etsy Finds'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S_Bkp644jhI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZNXMwxuTB5s/s72-c/teal+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4216609342360172706</id><published>2010-05-18T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T09:10:39.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><title type='text'>Storefront</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S-8jYinG7UI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vWZUu-KA_3w/s1600/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471630976793111874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S-8jYinG7UI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vWZUu-KA_3w/s400/Photo+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every now and then, we need a make over. Obviously, not this chick. I mean, the use of the Hollywood Bump-It is perfection. However, my Etsy shop is in dire need of new life. So, I've done a couple of things to kick off the make over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've ordered some new supplies and I'm creating some new screens for summer themed cards that will be perfect for any occasion this upcoming summer season. I can't wait for y'all to see what I've got planned. Bright colors and sweet drawings will keep you coming back for more! Or for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing I've done is hired a graphic designer to brand me! I love logos. Anyone that knows me knows that I save tags, bags, buisness cards, anything with a cool logo on it. So, when I began foster&amp;amp;stella, I wanted an amazing logo. I wanted to create it myself. I've been trying for about two years now. It's difficult because I don't have the software to create the most professional looking logo, and I want to stand out from the crowd. So, with the generosity of an investor (my wonderful parents) I was able to hire a graphic designer, from Etsy. She has amazing talent and I can't to see what she's going to come up with for my little shop. Check out her shop &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/camillechung"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Her designing packages are VERY reasonable in price and she copyrights everything over to the client when she's done so that you can continue to use the logo as you wish.  So look for the new foster&amp;amp;stella logo reveal sometime in late June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, out with the old and in with the new. Well, unless the old is a classic and we just spruce it up a bit. I'd love to hear about how you've made over something in your life. An old piece of furniture, your attitude, your closet. Let's just hope my make over goes as well as the ones on TV where everything is sparkling and fancy and there's always a bowl of perfect lemons or apples on the crisp new table. Of course, in this case it'll just be my shop looking sparkling and fancy with a crisp new logo and full of bright new cards. You'll just have to tune in to see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4216609342360172706?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4216609342360172706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4216609342360172706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4216609342360172706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4216609342360172706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/storefront.html' title='Storefront'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S-8jYinG7UI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vWZUu-KA_3w/s72-c/Photo+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7784858797370449722</id><published>2010-05-17T08:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:40:40.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Fancy Pants or Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S-8dlgan7mI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ddK3RMmClKE/s1600/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471624602472410722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S-8dlgan7mI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ddK3RMmClKE/s400/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, this blog has been asleep for awhile. Just like the Bud here. As you can see I've updated the layout a bit and I've added a weekly schedule. I think that this will keep me blogging because each day has a sort of theme already attached. It will keep everything a lot more streamlined and organized. I'm really excited about it and I hope you are too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mondays: That's My Story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a chance to either catch up from the weekend or just tell a great story. I've always loved story time, my best friends and I just love telling stories. Mostly they catch us up on what's been going on, but really it's time to act out something (usually hilarious) that has happened to us or our families recently. So, if nothing exciting happened over the previous weekend that's worth blogging, then I'll just dig into my story file and tell one that will hopefully entertain my wonderful blog readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Tuesdays: Storefront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays will be all about my Etsy shop, foster&amp;amp;stella. I'll keep you updated on new products, maybe do a giveaway, or just let you in on my process a bit. This will such a nice way for you to see into my shop and my creative thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Wednesdays: Etsy Finds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing Etsy Favorites last fall and I loved it! I'm sorry I ever stopped. Wednesdays I will give you a couple of amazing handmade items from the pages of Etsy. Hopefully it'll get you over to the site and supporting independent artists like myself. I can't wait to show you all that Etsy has to offer! Each Wednesday will probably have a theme to give it a coherent feel. I'm all about consistency!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thursdays: Homefront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day will be fun, I hope. It will be news from our home (improvements, projects, or ideas) or, if we have no home updates, there will be a recipe. My friend Laura does Tasty Tuesdays and I love it! So if there is no breaking news from the Grove Barton Condo, you'll have a tasty meal that hubs and I have tried and loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Fridays: List Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite day of the week deserved one of my favorite activities. I love lists. Plain and simple. I love to make to do lists, packing lists, things I want lists, etc. But my favorite kind of lists are: lists of favorites. Confused yet? Stay with me. My dad, brother, and I always loved the movie High Fidelity. Great movie. In that movie John Cusack's character works at a record store and he and his co-workers are constantly doing Top Five lists, of everything and anything. I love that! So, on Fridays, I will have a list of favorite ______. Then, I will ask that you, my dear readers, join in the fun. In the comments section, you are invited to leave your version of whatever the chosen favorite is that particular Friday. It'll be a fun way to see what other people like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is. I hope that you're as excited as I am to begin this new journey! It will begin tomorrow with my first Storefront post. See you then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7784858797370449722?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7784858797370449722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7784858797370449722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7784858797370449722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7784858797370449722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/05/fancy-pants-or-blog.html' title='Fancy Pants or Blog'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S-8dlgan7mI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ddK3RMmClKE/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4822987893282004169</id><published>2010-03-25T17:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:34:17.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change Gonna Come...</title><content type='html'>The good Southern girl that I am, I was raised to please people. Be polite, gracious, and try your hardest to help someone out. Ever since Christmas, I have hit the ground running. I'm sorry to say that January and most of February have slipped my mind. For the life of me, I can't recall too much that went on during those first months of 2010. Now, you might be thinking to yourself "Well Erin, lay off the booze." Well sure, I always try to drink in moderation. Those that know me will insert laughter here because one drink and I'm silly. Anyway, booze is not the reason for my inability to recollect those two months. It was life! I was busy finishing my best friends' wedding invitations which turned out beautifully, photos to come, Jeremy and I became hermits due to the unseasonably cold North Carolina winter, and I was feeling the depression that usually comes during January and February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE, I say!! I love blogging, even if no one but Dom, Laura, and Kelsi read it. I felt a pang of guilt everytime I'd look at the same dern post from freaking February. I missed blogging and being a part of the blogging community. I love reading other people's blogs and I missed being able to share in the joy that it brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with spring comes change. A warm breeze, the renewing promise of Easter, the longer days, and hopefully a ton of new opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some fun things lined up for this little blog and for my little Etsy shop. I can't wait to share them with the world (read: the four friends that read this blog) but I will have to wait. I need to get organized and get ready to present something that is worthy of the foster&amp;amp;stella name. I can't wait and I hope you'll tune in to see what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, get those toes done, grab a glass of cold tea (sweet of course), and enjoy the wonderful things that Spring has to offer us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S6vWsyBR4wI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Or_Y8nishqo/s1600/icedtea-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S6vWsyBR4wI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Or_Y8nishqo/s400/icedtea-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452687838691844866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4822987893282004169?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4822987893282004169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4822987893282004169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4822987893282004169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4822987893282004169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/03/change-gonna-come.html' title='A Change Gonna Come...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S6vWsyBR4wI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Or_Y8nishqo/s72-c/icedtea-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-3561546728513794040</id><published>2010-02-06T10:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:19:19.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22H287imSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/G6yQnjNUnHs/s1600-h/il_430xN.113956529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22H287imSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/G6yQnjNUnHs/s400/il_430xN.113956529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435149703444601122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Green Reusable Snack Bags: My Favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.fosterandstella.etsy.com"&gt;foster&amp;amp;stella&lt;/a&gt; cards are now going to be available at &lt;a href="www.mickandmack.com"&gt;mick&amp;amp;mack&lt;/a&gt;!! So, mick&amp;amp;mack is this wonderful online children's boutique run by my friend Michaela. We went to high school together and lived in the same neighborhood growing up. Her store is filled with handmade goodies from artists (including herself) all over the country and I'm going to be one of them! I just can't wait for y'all to see her amazing stuff. These are just a couple of my favorites from her site. Please follow the link and enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22HtGuWEiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/nUGVAua3ql8/s1600-h/027%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22HtGuWEiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/nUGVAua3ql8/s400/027%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435149534274916898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable Fabric Storage Buckets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22HVX6bIzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/eOMcuKxlu6E/s1600-h/rock+blue%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22HVX6bIzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/eOMcuKxlu6E/s400/rock+blue%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435149126572122930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Like to Rock: Blue Art Print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22HGpAemII/AAAAAAAAAXA/Y7JFSRz8NKY/s1600-h/Whale-Pattern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22HGpAemII/AAAAAAAAAXA/Y7JFSRz8NKY/s400/Whale-Pattern.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435148873462880386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whale Pattern Art Print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-3561546728513794040?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/3561546728513794040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=3561546728513794040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3561546728513794040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3561546728513794040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/02/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting News'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S22H287imSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/G6yQnjNUnHs/s72-c/il_430xN.113956529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7375791617990795984</id><published>2010-01-31T11:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:41:21.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S2Wx2meHXoI/AAAAAAAAAW4/yi9pqZMSPSU/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S2Wx2meHXoI/AAAAAAAAAW4/yi9pqZMSPSU/s400/PICT0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432944077090283138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our second day of laziness is going just as well as the first.  It really is a treat to have a couple of days where you literally don't have to do anything.  Jeremy and I have loved just hibernating at the house with the pup and a bunch of movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get some stuff done, however.  Check out my Etsy shop!  Lots of new card sets!  I'm always printing and drawing so hopefully the updates will be more often!  As always, I want to thank those friends of mine who have supported me in my creative venture, you're wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great lazy day, I know I will!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7375791617990795984?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7375791617990795984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7375791617990795984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7375791617990795984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7375791617990795984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html' title='SNOW'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S2Wx2meHXoI/AAAAAAAAAW4/yi9pqZMSPSU/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6579180424903399304</id><published>2010-01-13T16:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:04:15.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>Haiti is hurting.  American families with loved ones in Haiti are hurting.  Mankind is hurting and feeling for those in Haiti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for everyone affected by the massive earthquake that hit Haiti yesterday.  Pray for their basic needs to be supplied (food, shelter, sleep), for strength, and most of all, for their aching souls.  It is my hope that the world's governments will come through as some of them already have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for the blessings in your life and pray for the healing in others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you and with all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6579180424903399304?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6579180424903399304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6579180424903399304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6579180424903399304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6579180424903399304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/01/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-922580033194538228</id><published>2010-01-10T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T12:32:55.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Five's of 2009</title><content type='html'>These top fives may not have come out in 2009, they are just what I have enjoyed this past year.  Also, these are in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Movies&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Hangover&lt;br /&gt;2.  Shakespeare in Love&lt;br /&gt;3.  Paris, Je T'aime&lt;br /&gt;4.  New Moon&lt;br /&gt;5.  Say Anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Songs&lt;br /&gt;1.  Your Love: The Outfield&lt;br /&gt;2.  Use Somebody: Kings of Leon&lt;br /&gt;3.  Dreaming with a Broken Heart:  John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;4.  Bloody Sunday: U2&lt;br /&gt;5.  Glory Bound: Martin Sexton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Moments&lt;br /&gt;1.  Stacy and Matt's Wedding in May&lt;br /&gt;2.  Jeremy graduating from Campbell's MBA program in December&lt;br /&gt;3.  Celebrating our 3rd anniversary in June, and being more in love than we were 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Giving our hardships over to the Lord and trusting that His plan for our lives is better than any plan we can create.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Selling my cards to more than just my loving friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone's New Year has brought reflection over the past year.  Resolutions to come, but I like to call them Goals.  It makes me more responsible to actually achieve them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-922580033194538228?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/922580033194538228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=922580033194538228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/922580033194538228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/922580033194538228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-fives-of-2009.html' title='Top Five&apos;s of 2009'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-838472264351207719</id><published>2010-01-09T16:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T12:21:06.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Photo Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oMaLVfvYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/d_bo6KJ6lOE/s1600-h/disney09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oMaLVfvYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/d_bo6KJ6lOE/s400/disney09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425162344980266370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oMSTamTkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/SdHy3tyhAPI/s1600-h/jan09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oMSTamTkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/SdHy3tyhAPI/s400/jan09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425162209710198338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oL_qyfw-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/g3Y5nTyjThs/s1600-h/feb09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oL_qyfw-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/g3Y5nTyjThs/s400/feb09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425161889566933986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oL1ydQY6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/V9tVctVcMpQ/s1600-h/foster09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oIpFZ_2HI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hzNYebb7LPc/s400/oct09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425158203040061554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oIUGfqJXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/K8tK35L6hzE/s1600-h/nov09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oIUGfqJXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/K8tK35L6hzE/s400/nov09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425157842554987890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oHdvKctHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/uUNkS9pN-dk/s1600-h/dec09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oHdvKctHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/uUNkS9pN-dk/s400/dec09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425156908579075186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-838472264351207719?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/838472264351207719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=838472264351207719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/838472264351207719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/838472264351207719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-photo-recap.html' title='2009 Photo Recap'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/S0oMaLVfvYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/d_bo6KJ6lOE/s72-c/disney09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-3721768553072502123</id><published>2009-12-21T08:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:59:47.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sy9--P6UzlI/AAAAAAAAAUo/58sX_C-Njfw/s1600-h/christmas-decor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sy9--P6UzlI/AAAAAAAAAUo/58sX_C-Njfw/s400/christmas-decor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417688484638150226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been way too long since I have posted anything.  Sorry.  I have recently found that it is very difficult to work full time, have commitments during the week, run an Etsy shop, have a blog, and try to be a good wife/daughter/friend all at the same time.  I was finding no time to blog or update my shop between all the other stuff!!  So please forgive my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to update the shop today with a couple of new card sets as I have sold a few and the shop is looking sparse!  Thank you to everyone who has supported me in my creative endeavors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So expect me back in full force after the holidays and the crazy has died down a bit!  Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings to you and your family in this upcoming Christmas week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-3721768553072502123?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/3721768553072502123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=3721768553072502123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3721768553072502123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3721768553072502123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/12/too-long.html' title='Too Long...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sy9--P6UzlI/AAAAAAAAAUo/58sX_C-Njfw/s72-c/christmas-decor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1591157602532306351</id><published>2009-12-03T22:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:11:12.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck the Halls...</title><content type='html'>And the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is here and so is my new blog! I've really been wanting to focus my blog on not just my personal life but also on my art. I love to create as many of you know, and it's time I start to market myself! I'm going to start posting a lot more about my creative process and what's going on in the Etsy shop. I can't for everyone to get a glimpse into both my personal and creative life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot of some new fabric notecards that just popped into the shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sxh9dizWxpI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IwWNeJ6yvVA/s1600-h/PICT0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sxh9dizWxpI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IwWNeJ6yvVA/s400/PICT0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411212898797536914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1591157602532306351?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1591157602532306351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1591157602532306351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1591157602532306351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1591157602532306351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/12/deck-halls.html' title='Deck the Halls...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sxh9dizWxpI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IwWNeJ6yvVA/s72-c/PICT0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8637981230201269154</id><published>2009-11-16T18:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:58:40.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to put a little bug in everyone's ear.  Actually the imagery of that is pretty disgusting.  Ok, I just wanted to tell you something exciting.  In the next week or so I'm going to re-structure this blog and my etsy shop.  I'm doing some major work this week and creating some new cards for Christmas.  I'm also going to be joining some other local artists in a store for independent artists.  It's located in the University Mall in Chapel Hill.  It's right next to A Southern Season (favorite) and I'm so excited.  Be sure to check back here for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank those who've supported me this far in my art endeavors and who've showed their support by purchasing my goods.  I can't tell you how wonderful it feels to know that my cards are making it into homes and hands all over!  Thanks everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, can you feel it?  I'm just in a loving mood....watch out ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8637981230201269154?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8637981230201269154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8637981230201269154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8637981230201269154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8637981230201269154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/11/buzz.html' title='Buzz'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4242793354330720092</id><published>2009-11-06T09:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:10:12.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Link Love</title><content type='html'>Our sweet little blog was linked on Bonnie Forkner's blog today!  I am so blushing at the idea that someone other than my loving family and friends reads our blog!  It does make me feel a little like when someone shows up unannounced at your home and you're quite aware of the undies on the drying rack in the guest room, the dirty dishes lounging in the sink, and the Foster tumbleweeds rolling in all corner of the room.  I might need to spruce up the blog a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just proud to be among some of the other blogs that she listed as part of her post today.  See her post &lt;a href="http://www.goinghometoroost.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope everyone has a wonderful day and weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mere!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4242793354330720092?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4242793354330720092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4242793354330720092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4242793354330720092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4242793354330720092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/11/link-love.html' title='Link Love'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1384578941998793742</id><published>2009-11-03T09:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:48:18.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Etsy Picks: November</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399898878683091106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SvBLa5bvkKI/AAAAAAAAATY/xlkGq5EeZq0/s400/ring+bowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399898881925683250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SvBLbFg1mDI/AAAAAAAAATg/rbjJwahOF7w/s400/wreath+rmccune.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SvBLbevl7EI/AAAAAAAAATo/lugV_jSX_YI/s1600-h/scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399898888698457154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SvBLbevl7EI/AAAAAAAAATo/lugV_jSX_YI/s400/scarf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399898892191004610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SvBLbrwR98I/AAAAAAAAATw/q8Vvkoi5Se8/s400/poms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. With This Ring ring bearer bowl: My best friend is getting married and so I'm kind of in wedding mode. I love the simplicity of this, so sweet. See it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22469468"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Large Magnolia Wreath: Just in time for the holidays. This is a Southern staple and my favorite kind of wreath. See it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=33425913"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Ethnic Jacquard Necklace/Scarf: So versatile and I love the colors for fall. This can be worn so many ways. See it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=31766021"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. November Party Poms: Tissue pom poms, need I say more? These colors are perfectly November and the shapes are so fun and whimsical. I want these in my house all the time, not just because my life is a party. See them &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=29332120"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall is wonderful for so many reasons. The crisp air, the falling leaves, and the hope of bright holidays to come. This year our leaves have been exceptional. I think because we've had such warm days and cool nights. I've caught myself daydreaming while looking at them. To me, fall and the turning leaves remind me of a simpler time. A time before so many distractions. The upcoming holiday season is always my favorite and I can't wait to experience them with my family and friends. God has truly blessed us and I thank Him each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get ready, the Mulling Spices are on the stove and Christmas music is coming!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I might be listening to Christmas music already. Tee hee....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1384578941998793742?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1384578941998793742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1384578941998793742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1384578941998793742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1384578941998793742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/11/etsy-picks-november.html' title='Etsy Picks: November'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SvBLa5bvkKI/AAAAAAAAATY/xlkGq5EeZq0/s72-c/ring+bowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7656037783584433204</id><published>2009-10-24T18:10:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:06:32.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NC State Fair=Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG4ZHuvEI/AAAAAAAAASw/fx8xVpI2468/s1600-h/PICT0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3fAN5xI/AAAAAAAAASY/XFPFp-y0qK0/s1600-h/PICT0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3fAN5xI/AAAAAAAAASY/XFPFp-y0qK0/s400/PICT0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396305066293323538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Safety first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3Ce5BUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/eenICG6Tu4E/s1600-h/PICT0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEfJMFvDI/AAAAAAAAASI/ypQH13mg-rg/s1600-h/PICT0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEfJMFvDI/AAAAAAAAASI/ypQH13mg-rg/s400/PICT0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396302449097423922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cameron and Christine getting ready for the swings to take off.  Pray for safety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG4ZHuvEI/AAAAAAAAASw/fx8xVpI2468/s1600-h/PICT0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG4ZHuvEI/AAAAAAAAASw/fx8xVpI2468/s400/PICT0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396305081894091842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Mid air on the swings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG394pM3I/AAAAAAAAASo/Sd0O6dyEqmc/s1600-h/PICT0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG394pM3I/AAAAAAAAASo/Sd0O6dyEqmc/s400/PICT0074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396305074583057266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Erin on the swings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3ly_-tI/AAAAAAAAASg/BAC7-nGv3Sk/s1600-h/PICT0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3ly_-tI/AAAAAAAAASg/BAC7-nGv3Sk/s400/PICT0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396305068116933330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEeC_oQmI/AAAAAAAAARw/GXLfY8w5H9E/s1600-h/PICT0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEeC_oQmI/AAAAAAAAARw/GXLfY8w5H9E/s400/PICT0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396302430254678626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Silly face from Miss Grace Elizabeth. Welcome back to Raleigh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEesEuXfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/x1koHgrwS_A/s1600-h/PICT0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEesEuXfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/x1koHgrwS_A/s400/PICT0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396302441281904114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gracie was getting so excited about the Catepillar Roller Coaster.  Precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3Ce5BUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/eenICG6Tu4E/s1600-h/PICT0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3Ce5BUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/eenICG6Tu4E/s400/PICT0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396305058637350210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So excited about the roller coaster, she's pulling her daddy's hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEeC_oQmI/AAAAAAAAARw/GXLfY8w5H9E/s1600-h/PICT0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEd_UPm-I/AAAAAAAAARo/k7YR887J09E/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOEd_UPm-I/AAAAAAAAARo/k7YR887J09E/s400/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396302429267401698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This "band" covered The Electric Slide.  Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCUEYAMQI/AAAAAAAAARg/zPpDPke_daE/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCUEYAMQI/AAAAAAAAARg/zPpDPke_daE/s400/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396300059803398402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite thing at the fair.  Heaven in the form of mini doughnuts covered in cinnamon sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCTlE2nKI/AAAAAAAAARY/n2zqJVzDKpc/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCTlE2nKI/AAAAAAAAARY/n2zqJVzDKpc/s400/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396300051401579682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The prize winning pumpkins!  The biggest one was over 300 lbs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCTQvwxAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/EuVGrFqzkk4/s1600-h/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCTQvwxAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/EuVGrFqzkk4/s400/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396300045944407042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turkey Shoot.  Classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCTKro-aI/AAAAAAAAARI/M93zcZshmgU/s1600-h/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCTKro-aI/AAAAAAAAARI/M93zcZshmgU/s400/PICT0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396300044316506530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmm, ranch is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCSz6xcKI/AAAAAAAAARA/YUCmQkiImLU/s1600-h/PICT0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOCSz6xcKI/AAAAAAAAARA/YUCmQkiImLU/s400/PICT0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396300038205960354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, this is the mecca for Fair goers.  The fried stuff booth.  The oreos are bangin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOAHCNxGvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N1jws4Eut6A/s1600-h/PICT0029.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOAHCNxGvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N1jws4Eut6A/s400/PICT0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396297636862040818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tobacco: It's what we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN94buI4uI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dHjs3aSMhao/s1600-h/PICT0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN94buI4uI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dHjs3aSMhao/s400/PICT0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396295186987410146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erin &amp;amp; Erin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN94DbBgvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GJDJWuBe0Hk/s1600-h/PICT0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN94DbBgvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GJDJWuBe0Hk/s400/PICT0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396295180464784114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bluegrass Group: This is why I love where I live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN934aJJrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/vpiXzjVQDIA/s1600-h/PICT0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN934aJJrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/vpiXzjVQDIA/s400/PICT0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396295177508300466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The creepy troll dolls sold at the Village of Yesteryear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN93QmP0nI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DCusKyPQtQE/s1600-h/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN93QmP0nI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DCusKyPQtQE/s400/PICT0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396295166821651058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ferris Wheel: note the clouds, it rained a couple of hours later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN93FoBtyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z6hl7Q7zDkM/s1600-h/PICT0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuN93FoBtyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z6hl7Q7zDkM/s400/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396295163876325154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christie and James with an eclair and Erin with what seems like a weapon (it was in her corn dog, yikes!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7656037783584433204?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7656037783584433204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7656037783584433204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7656037783584433204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7656037783584433204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/10/nc-state-fairhappiness.html' title='NC State Fair=Happiness'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SuOG3fAN5xI/AAAAAAAAASY/XFPFp-y0qK0/s72-c/PICT0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6191503647290343972</id><published>2009-10-10T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:56:15.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Anti Bacterial</title><content type='html'>I'm sure that some of you have heard of this debate over anti-bacterial soap. &amp;nbsp;There is talk that a chemical found in most anti-bacterial soaps is not breaking up and ending up in our rivers, oceans, and waterways as it goes down our drains. &amp;nbsp;There have been quite a few studies that have shown that regular soap (bars of soap, those cute french milled hand soaps, etc) cleans hands just as well as the newer anti bacterial soaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a blog that I just started following this week (young house love) that I have really become a follower of. &amp;nbsp;The couple is great and they have wonderful advice for renovating a house and decorating. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, Sherry, one half of the blog team, has a brother who is going through grad school at Columbia for chemistry and they got to talking about this topic and she shared what his take was on this. &amp;nbsp;Read that &lt;a href="http://www.younghouselove.com/2009/10/ask-almost-doctor-dan-handy-or-harmful/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently banned anti bacterial soap from our house for a couple of reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;I ran out a couple of months ago and have not restocked (this is beside the point).&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;I've read about these debates and have gotten concerned for my family's health (ridding our bodies of good bacteria) and our environment (Falls Lake is toxic enough without more help from these soaps).&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;My mom bought me a lovely assortment of soaps from Crabtree and Evelyn a couple of Christmases ago and I'd love to use them in our bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6191503647290343972?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6191503647290343972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6191503647290343972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6191503647290343972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6191503647290343972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/10/anti-anti-bacterial.html' title='Anti-Anti Bacterial'/><author><name>Jeremy Morin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4839881121535314061</id><published>2009-10-06T09:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:33:44.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Tasty Tuesday: Mexicano Style</title><content type='html'>Hello All! Here is a variation of a Mexican Shepherd's Pie recipe that my mother-in-law, Joanne, made for us a couple of weeks ago. I had some of my friends over last night and we watched Hocus Pocus (to ring in the Halloween season), ate this pie, and made dessert fondue. Overall, wonderful night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mexican Shepherd's Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 tbsp Olive Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 Green Bell Pepper, chopped bite size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Sweet White Onion, chopped bite size&lt;br /&gt;2 lbs Ground Beef&lt;br /&gt;1 Package of Taco Seasoning&lt;br /&gt;1 Can of Corn, drained&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Can of Tomato Paste&lt;br /&gt;1 Can of Mild Rotel Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;4 cups of Shredded Sharp Cheddar Cheese&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 lbs Baking Potatoes (4 big potatoes)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup Sour Cream&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp Butter&lt;br /&gt;Salt and Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Handful of Chopped Chives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre heat oven to 350. In a large pot begin boiling enough water for potatoes. Salt water once it heats up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large skillet heat olive oil on medium heat. Throw in chopped onion and pepper and sautee until onions are translucent. Add meat and begin browning. Once meat is fully cooked drain the fat and return to pan. Add taco seasoning and tomato paste, stir thoroughly. Add Rotel tomatoes (not drained) and corn, stir. Once everything is mixed together pour mixture into a 9x12 (or something comparable) baking dish and spread evenly across the bottom. Sprinkle 3 cups of cheese over top of meat mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut potatoes into large chunks and add to boiling water. The potatoes should take about 20-30 minutes to cook so try to add them as soon as the water boils. Once potatoes are done, remove from water with a slotted spoon into a mixing bowl. Mash. Then add sour cream, butter, salt, pepper, and chives and stir completely. If the potatoes seem dry, add a TOUCH of milk. Spread potatoes evenly over meat and cheese. Sprinkle the last bit of cheese on top of potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake uncovered for 20 minutes at 350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4839881121535314061?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4839881121535314061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4839881121535314061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4839881121535314061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4839881121535314061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/10/tasty-tuesday-mexicano-style.html' title='Tasty Tuesday: Mexicano Style'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-9185416651064622733</id><published>2009-10-01T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:20:49.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasty Tuesday, late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my belated Tasty Tuesday recipe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have fancy photos like Laura, but this is a great and easy meal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, it is perfect for weekly lunches and since I work away from home it’s a nice change from sandwiches or Lean Cuisines.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Chicken Pockets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;3 Cresent Roll tubes (reduced fat), refrigerated&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 lb package of fresh chicken tenders&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 8oz package fat free cream cheese&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 cup shredded cheddar cheese (I prefer sharp cheddar in a block that I shred myself)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 tablespoon mayonnaise (optional, I just think it adds a nice flavor and I LOVE mayo)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;½ red bell pepper, diced into tiny cubes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 carrots, diced into tiny cubes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 tablespoons fresh dill&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 tablespoons fresh parsley&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Salt and pepper &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Add chicken tenders to boiling salted water.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While chicken is boiling, combine remaining ingredients in a mixing bowl.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Add salt and pepper to taste.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Once, chicken is done (about 12 minutes to be safe) remove tenders onto a cutting board.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With two forks, shred all tenders.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Add shredded chicken to filling mixture and stir well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Spray foil-lined baking sheet with cooking spray.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remove dough from containers and lay out on counter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Divide dough into four rectangles (per package) by pressing dough along perforated line.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Apply chicken mixture to half of the rectangle and fold other side over.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Press edges together with a fork to seal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Bake at 350 for 14 minutes (adjust as you need).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;This recipe made 12 pockets.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jeremy and I each had two Monday night and we’ve each had one or two for lunch this week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are so many ways to vary this recipe and I’m excited to try a Southwestern version soon!!&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-9185416651064622733?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/9185416651064622733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=9185416651064622733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/9185416651064622733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/9185416651064622733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/10/tasty-tuesday-late.html' title='Tasty Tuesday, late.'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4142602541800366910</id><published>2009-10-01T12:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:06:27.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thank you Lord, for October. It is a time of comfort, fun, and feelings of home. Thank you October for arriving so promptly and for bringing such nice gifts as this weather.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tune in later for a recipe post (Sorry Laura, I couldn't make it Tasty Tuesday).  Also, thanks to Pottery Barn for the post photo.  It's perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4142602541800366910?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4142602541800366910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4142602541800366910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4142602541800366910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4142602541800366910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2264941134164312825</id><published>2009-09-17T19:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:29:38.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Purse and Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, my beautiful little sister just got back from Taiwan. She was on the Women's Soccer Team for the Deaf Olympics. They won the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; medal! Amazing! Jeremy and I are so proud of her. My parents were also in Taiwan and my brother was at the house watching the dog.  Well, Tyler (brother) had to head out of town for a night so Jeremy and I stayed with my parents' dog at their house.  What do I do while I'm there? Raid my sister's closet, duh. See, when I was growing up, my sister always took my things (as all little sisters do, I think there's a class they have to attend). She took clothes, make-up, toys, etc. If it was mine, she wanted it. Well, there was nothing of hers that I wanted at that age so all I could do was whine to my mother and tell on her. However, now that I am married, my husband has recently lost his job, and I have no money to shop, I now steal my sister's things. She has the same style as I do, only she has money of her own and my parents still buy her things. So, I borrowed a bag that I love of hers and a shirt. The shirt she'll get back soon, the purse however, well, it'll be awhile. I'm in love. Therefore, I'm posting this photo for many reasons. I wanted my sister to know that I'm taking care of the bag and I wanted y'all to see the colors in this fabric: so rich and complementary. Also, the boots and the bag are perfect together with jeans and white shirt. Lastly, just to say: Anna, it's my turn (wink). I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrLDz_oOw-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/r_qxJIBpWmc/s1600-h/purse+and+boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrLDz_oOw-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/r_qxJIBpWmc/s400/purse+and+boots.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382579802682082274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2264941134164312825?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2264941134164312825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2264941134164312825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2264941134164312825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2264941134164312825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/09/purse-and-boots.html' title='Purse and Boots'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrLDz_oOw-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/r_qxJIBpWmc/s72-c/purse+and+boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-5971981868126428679</id><published>2009-09-17T18:37:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:31:24.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Etsy Love: My September Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK86ulR4dI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AB9h_sny3NA/s1600-h/sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK86ulR4dI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AB9h_sny3NA/s400/sweater.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572221783990738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8vdeTgnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EKTOT439T8s/s1600-h/pillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8vdeTgnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EKTOT439T8s/s400/pillow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572028212773490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8rjGkypI/AAAAAAAAAPc/sSH4DZLo9Wc/s1600-h/necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8rjGkypI/AAAAAAAAAPc/sSH4DZLo9Wc/s400/necklace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571961004378770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8ni2GM9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/BVXV6A8_6iA/s1600-h/guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8ni2GM9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/BVXV6A8_6iA/s400/guitar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571892215788498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8jPp-ZCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/E1c_mdlxw6I/s1600-h/clutch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8jPp-ZCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/E1c_mdlxw6I/s400/clutch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571818345194530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8epYsVqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0ertyHGHRBA/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8epYsVqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/0ertyHGHRBA/s400/hair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571739352684194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8ZHhHaHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8vDnu2AwvnQ/s1600-h/pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK8ZHhHaHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8vDnu2AwvnQ/s400/pumpkins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571644361861234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1.  This sweater is what I love about fall.  The color is like oatmeal and I can practically smell the mulling spices simmering on the stove.  Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24047879"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Soft wool felt makes this so plush and cozy and the message is right up my alley!  Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=31034078"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  The artist that creates these necklaces is one of my new favorites.  This would bring such drama to a plain t-shirt and jeans, love the color combination as well.  Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30182551"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Perfect art for my house.  The neutral color from the masonite and the splash of pale blue would be lovely in my bedroom (at least the bedroom in my head that is all designed to a T). Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=31102686"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Sweet little clutch.  In a great camel brown this goes with all fall jewel toned outfits.  Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=31090554"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  This just screams fall goddess to me.  I love this idea, if only I would be gutsy enough to wear these amazing hair accessories.  Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=31090554"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  What a perfect photo for autumn.  My friends and I get so darn excited about pumpkins, I mean look at them, perfection.  Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30586789"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So each month I've decided to share some great finds from searching around on Etsy.  I absolutely love Etsy and I know that a lot of my friends do too.  It is such a great place to find unique gifts for anyone at anytime!  Have fun browsing, I know you'll get hooked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  Laura, I love the idea of Tasty Tuesdays!  I'm thinking of a great recipe for next Tuesday's post!  Miss you L-CatRob!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-5971981868126428679?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/5971981868126428679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=5971981868126428679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5971981868126428679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5971981868126428679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/09/etsy-love-my-september-favorites.html' title='Etsy Love: My September Favorites'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SrK86ulR4dI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AB9h_sny3NA/s72-c/sweater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4076090046593654978</id><published>2009-09-01T17:41:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:43:31.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Soup and a Hint of Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_ielDRoI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6NTgkWOycWo/s1600-h/foster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_ielDRoI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6NTgkWOycWo/s400/foster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664129195165314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_h2_v7qI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kGXIqy8Xf2M/s1600-h/detail+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_h2_v7qI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kGXIqy8Xf2M/s400/detail+flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664118569725602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_hHgdZ2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/wCnT7OIEc5Y/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_hHgdZ2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/wCnT7OIEc5Y/s400/flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664105822021474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_guCtLfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Wvy3zdwJsIQ/s1600-h/chicken+soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_guCtLfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Wvy3zdwJsIQ/s400/chicken+soup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376664098986339826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Can you tell I love fall?  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; and dear Kelsi for the photo advice.  And thank you to Jeremy for lovingly cooking our favorite soup for my scratchy throat, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4076090046593654978?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4076090046593654978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4076090046593654978&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4076090046593654978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4076090046593654978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/09/chicken-soup-and-hint-of-fall.html' title='Chicken Soup and a Hint of Fall'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sp2_ielDRoI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6NTgkWOycWo/s72-c/foster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-5156107299540293348</id><published>2009-08-21T17:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:31:47.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. A-Z and Beach Bums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RDLSgvCI/AAAAAAAAANo/5KDAxFmHWlw/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RDLSgvCI/AAAAAAAAANo/5KDAxFmHWlw/s320/PICT0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372531626744003618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RCjFNFZI/AAAAAAAAANg/3PN0OXJmiMU/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RCjFNFZI/AAAAAAAAANg/3PN0OXJmiMU/s320/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372531615950771602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RCLP-kMI/AAAAAAAAANY/RT82fVj9c2s/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RCLP-kMI/AAAAAAAAANY/RT82fVj9c2s/s320/PICT0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372531609553506498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RBmyQCUI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dw9g_8B38zA/s1600-h/PICT0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RBmyQCUI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dw9g_8B38zA/s320/PICT0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372531599765145922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RAlnJfEI/AAAAAAAAANI/pta4dypZCYQ/s1600-h/PICT0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RAlnJfEI/AAAAAAAAANI/pta4dypZCYQ/s320/PICT0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372531582270274626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PLADQDZI/AAAAAAAAANA/fzb4YuaUFfU/s1600-h/PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PLADQDZI/AAAAAAAAANA/fzb4YuaUFfU/s320/PICT0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372529562142903698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PK-WsQzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bfJKKeNQnFQ/s1600-h/PICT0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PK-WsQzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bfJKKeNQnFQ/s320/PICT0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372529561687573298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PKeahGQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/G1wxo2K-TTQ/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PKeahGQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/G1wxo2K-TTQ/s320/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372529553113684226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PJ6JYppI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qbOrsu9t5PY/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PJ6JYppI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qbOrsu9t5PY/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372529543378151058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PJaikrOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2ihGCh9UPEM/s1600-h/PICT0048.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8PJaikrOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2ihGCh9UPEM/s320/PICT0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372529534893862114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had the pleasure of going to see Jason Mraz with our dear friends, Erin and Brandon.  Man, that girl has a pretty name, wink.  We had a blast and heard some great music.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The beach trip was, as always, perfection.  The most beautiful beach, friends, hilarious family, and did I mention beach.  What could be better?  More summer pictures to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-5156107299540293348?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/5156107299540293348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=5156107299540293348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5156107299540293348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5156107299540293348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/08/mr-z-and-beach-bums.html' title='Mr. A-Z and Beach Bums'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8RDLSgvCI/AAAAAAAAANo/5KDAxFmHWlw/s72-c/PICT0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8329535511460564637</id><published>2009-08-21T16:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:11:25.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carthage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since I'm still blog illiterate, I put the photos in backwards.  Please look at the photos from top to bottom to get the beginning to end effect.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This trip was for 4th of July weekend.  It was a ton of fun and we're going back this weekend!! Hopefully there will be lots of laying around and doing nothing.  I will miss my husband (see picture of him below having way too much fun spraying everyone with freezing cold water) as he will be home, studying.  I love you baby, stay focused.  Oh, and clean the guest bathroom please!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8MJlF-jgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/diB4LDnujeo/s1600-h/PICT0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8MJlF-jgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/diB4LDnujeo/s320/PICT0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372526239191830018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8MJJsEfzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/OjGgK1YOobg/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8MJJsEfzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/OjGgK1YOobg/s320/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372526231835410226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8MIgRHLuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DAN51P4PmtQ/s1600-h/PICT0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8Icm9txKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rgiDF3LJKgo/s320/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372522168065049762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8329535511460564637?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8329535511460564637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8329535511460564637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8329535511460564637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8329535511460564637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/08/carthage.html' title='Carthage'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/So8MJlF-jgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/diB4LDnujeo/s72-c/PICT0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-796144736840813293</id><published>2009-07-21T16:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:42:00.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holden Onto Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These are some of the few photos I took while we visited Laura, Caleb, and Grace Elizabeth at Holden Beach.  This was early in June, but I'm just now getting around to posting them.  I have a couple more Posts coming after this one, so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sHfugnNw38/SmYzTzopYfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/k76K4YcZkTc/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0sHfugnNw38/SmYsxaC8k_I/AAAAAAAAABU/mG-9KLYnCpU/s320/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361021633748046834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-796144736840813293?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/796144736840813293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=796144736840813293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/796144736840813293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/796144736840813293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-of-love-and-honey-buns.html' title='Holden Onto Summer!'/><author><name>Jeremy Morin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sHfugnNw38/SmYzTzopYfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/k76K4YcZkTc/s72-c/PICT0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1135919151734215014</id><published>2009-07-09T10:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:17:53.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP John Cicada</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;J&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ust because my yard is mostly concrete doesn't mean that Erin and I don't get to experience nature. This morning I walked out of my building to the smell of fresh air and the sound of a cicada in distress. Don't be alarmed, my overwhelming concern for insects, especially insects big enough to be culinary delights in some countries, spiked my senses and I spotted the giant bug across the parking lot. What I also scoped was the source of the Whisky Drinker's (that's Australian for Cicada) anguish: a freaking Mockingbird. Ah, nature, so peaceful and relaxing. I'm so glad I got to start my morning witnessing a war between a bird and a bird-sized bug. This bird must have been hungry too because he was going at it. Except, in typical Mockingbird fashion, he let the cicada bounce all over the ground making a distorted buzzing sound. Not the normal sound that these bugs make, but one much deeper in tone...I'm pretty sure I saw that bird laugh too. Soon the sound was no more, and Mr. John Cicada (clever, huh?) met his maker...or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That reminds me...last night after I took Foster for a walk, during which the two of us had to dodge dive-bombing bats...again, isn't nature wonderful..., I came back to the condo and there was a dark, shadowy figure perched on the overhang/balcony of the front entrance of my building. Hmmm, I wondered, what could that be? I'll tell you what it was...it was a hunter. Not a hunter like Billy Bob who wears camo and shoots squirrels for dinner, but a hunter of souls, a demon you might say. It's true! There was a cat sitting on the overhang to the building. How did he get there? Magic...I'm pretty sure this cat was a sorcerer. What was he doing up there? Stalking. Yes, he was stalking prey. Looking for weak souls to gobble up at his every desire. This cat glared, I mean GLARED, at Foster and me as we walked under him to get inside to safety. Again, not to worry, I was more than ready to punt the sucker if he came flying down from his pinnacle of doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Which also reminds me...last year, when Erin and I lived downtown, I was walking to work and saw a hawk swoop down from the sky and snatch a squirrel right off the sidewalk. What!? Where am I living? Wild Alaska? I just want to get to work without stepping in squirrel guts. Can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-An Ode to the Wild, by Jeremy Morin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1135919151734215014?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1135919151734215014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1135919151734215014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1135919151734215014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1135919151734215014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-john-cicada.html' title='RIP John Cicada'/><author><name>Jeremy Morin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-3478743994757796419</id><published>2009-07-02T19:40:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:52:25.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juices Flowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1HxjBlfNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bgZkO7je-_I/s1600-h/Photo+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1HxjBlfNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bgZkO7je-_I/s320/Photo+35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354014448554441938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1HmczTBaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FB_OBbZSSTc/s1600-h/010_28A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1HmczTBaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FB_OBbZSSTc/s320/010_28A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354014257905337762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1G7qzsc0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/YFeEEvmX_RA/s1600-h/1970s,apt,hippies,nature-1ac1bd1e721ffbf31bb0b73cf5c10dab_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1G7qzsc0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/YFeEEvmX_RA/s320/1970s,apt,hippies,nature-1ac1bd1e721ffbf31bb0b73cf5c10dab_h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354013522930725698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1G0IIZ-qI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/817qqSNOzy0/s1600-h/20081217113302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1G0IIZ-qI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/817qqSNOzy0/s320/20081217113302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354013393363270306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are inspiring me right now:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woodstock's 40th anniversary: The music, the spirit, and yes, the "fashions"; I wish I could've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The roaring 20's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Southern Summer: the smell of honeysuckle that catches you off guard as you're driving down Creedmoor with the windows open, the gorgeous light that flows into our condo each evening at this time, meals and time with friends and family outdoors; is there anything I don't like about summer?  Nope. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new hairstyle is forcing me to experiment with short hair, and I'm diggin' it.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bud (Foster the dog, for those of you who don't know the nickname yet)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dresses and cowboy boots; every Southern girl should at least try it, you'll be hooked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find what gets your creative juices going and savor it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-3478743994757796419?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/3478743994757796419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=3478743994757796419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3478743994757796419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3478743994757796419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/07/juices-flowing.html' title='Juices Flowing'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sk1HxjBlfNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bgZkO7je-_I/s72-c/Photo+35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6053912645510508626</id><published>2009-06-15T20:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:46:47.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Game</title><content type='html'>Following my frugal friend Kelsi, I joined the Grocery Game!  It's so easy and after reading through the rules once, you'll get it in no time!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I signed up for a trial (4 weeks for $1) and after that it's $10 for eight weeks.  I've already paid for my next round!  The first trip I saved $11 which I was so happy about.  However, tonight I saved $33!!  I'm so excited!  With my VIC card and the coupons from the paper, along with the Grocery Game list, I saved so much money.  Everyone should get on the ban wagon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit the site &lt;a href="http://www.thegrocerygame.com/"&gt;www.thegrocerygame.com&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6053912645510508626?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6053912645510508626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6053912645510508626&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6053912645510508626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6053912645510508626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/06/grocery-game.html' title='Grocery Game'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2512896908267213944</id><published>2009-06-14T16:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:20:21.767-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Faith Like a Child, Rest Like a Dog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SjVbSomfWTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/RgP9dpo7kwE/s1600-h/00000015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SjVbSomfWTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/RgP9dpo7kwE/s320/00000015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347280508266961202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at church my friend, Smooth, spoke in place of our lead pastor.  I love hearing Smooth speak.  He always tells the best stories that tie into the scripture that he's using at that time. Today he spoke of rest.  We as sinners and ignorant people think that rest is simply sitting around watching re-runs of America's Next Top Model.  And while that is relaxing, it doesn't give us the peace that we so desperately need.  God wants us to rest in Him.  If we are faithful and loving toward God he will provide the peace our soul needs.  I, as I always am, was convicted.  I need to stop thinking about cutting things out of my life to provide peace.  I need to invite the One who will bring me rest into my life.  I need more of Him, not less of other things.  Don't get me wrong, you have to take care of your physical health and rest.   But that doesn't mean that you can drop service projects or volunteer responsibilities just because you need a break.  Ask God for the rest and He will provide when the time is right.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank you God for the rest and peace that you give.  I don't deserve it, but I welcome it with open arms.  I apologize for not trusting You and Your plan for me.  I'm a fool to think that I've got it figured out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm sure you heard to have faith like a child.  Well, have rest and peace like a dog.  Take Foster for example.  He doesn't worry about food, he trusts that we will feed him.  He doesn't worry about his weight, he trusts that we will walk him and take him outside.  Foster doesn't cry when we leave, he knows and trusts that we will come back.  I wish I could trust as much as my pup because my Father has proved himself time and time again.  I have no reason not to. My prayer for all my friends and family is that they may find peace and rest knowing the Lord has our best interest in His heart and hands.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace be with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2512896908267213944?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2512896908267213944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2512896908267213944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2512896908267213944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2512896908267213944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/06/faith-like-child-rest-like-dog.html' title='Faith Like a Child, Rest Like a Dog...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SjVbSomfWTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/RgP9dpo7kwE/s72-c/00000015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7579157267475859991</id><published>2009-05-09T13:49:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:04:29.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Custom Design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><title type='text'>Custom Design Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So as some of you may know, I have a shop on esty.com.  It called foster&amp;amp;stella and it's where I sell all my hand printed cards and stationery.  I also do custom work for weddings, parties, shower invitations, social stationery, anything!!  The sky is the limit and if you're interested in anything please visit my page &lt;a href="http://www.fosterandstella.etsy.com/"&gt;www.fosterandstella.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; and contact me.  Here are some photos of invitations I've done recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXD_1n5V5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/aA6kibzN3tk/s1600-h/IMG_9394.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXD_1n5V5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/aA6kibzN3tk/s320/IMG_9394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333884835183810450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXD6dhEF_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zU3Gbvbchbk/s1600-h/IMG_9393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXD6dhEF_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zU3Gbvbchbk/s320/IMG_9393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333884742813358066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXDkglN0rI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sVqkt26rvkY/s1600-h/IMG_9400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXDkglN0rI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sVqkt26rvkY/s320/IMG_9400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333884365678957234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXDeHetZgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3W5t_oxmys0/s1600-h/IMG_9399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXDeHetZgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3W5t_oxmys0/s320/IMG_9399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333884255861564930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please do not re-create any of my hand drawn images as your own.  Respect and peace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7579157267475859991?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7579157267475859991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7579157267475859991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7579157267475859991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7579157267475859991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/05/custom-design-work.html' title='Custom Design Work'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SgXD_1n5V5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/aA6kibzN3tk/s72-c/IMG_9394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7936942988755459585</id><published>2009-04-26T15:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:32:42.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Nap</title><content type='html'>Jeremy and I have been going non-stop for the past week.  With Jeremy's last classes before an 8 week break, studying, cooking, cleaning, seeing friends, selling my first custom order, working, we've been busy.  This weekend has also been packed full of fun stuff to do.  Friday was spent apart with me helping my sister-in-law decorate for Stacy's shower and Jeremy going to church with his dad (getting ready for the service project the following morning).  We each arrived home Friday night tired and cranky.  Saturday morning arrived all too early and we again went our separate ways.  I attended the shower honoring my sister-in-law, Stacy.  It was beautiful.  I had done all the flowers in a blue/purple and ivory theme.  They turned out perfect. The food was wonderful and the decor was planned down to the last detail by my other sister-in-law, Holly.  It was so much fun, and Stacy really racked up in the present department. Jeremy joined the rest of our church in a service project that helped hand out groceries to families in need.  He loved spending time with his dad and some of our close friends, but more than that, he left feeling like his hard work had glorified God and His will for how we should live.  After all that, we packed into my parent's car and headed to Greensboro for an engagement party honoring a close family friend and his fiance.  That was a blast.  Carolina BBQ (as if there's any other kind), all the fixin's, good company, and a bedtime of about 2:30am.  We arrived back home around 1:30pm this afternoon and I demanded that Jeremy take a nap, since we are headed to his parent's house in a couple of hours for his birthday dinner.  I mean, could we have planned more things for this little weekend?  Needless to say, he conked right out.  I got some laundry done, checked email, folded laundry, then decided to join my beloved in our bed. Foster followed suit as he nimbly jumped up on the bed with his sleepy parents.  With Jeremy at one end, his head on his pillow, me at the other end, my head on my dog's warm belly, we napped.  My husband held my feet like a teddy bear and I snuggled my dog like, well a teddy bear.  That was the sweetest time I've had in a couple of weeks.  I'm so grateful for everything and everyone we got to see this weekend.  But I'm also thankful for those quiet moments as a family that we can unwind.  God is good and He provides us with rest time, we just have to take advantage.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord for my family, for my friends and the wonderful time had this weekend.  As Jeremy still sleeps let him dream of the birthday supper that awaits us in a few hours and the love that he'll soak up.  I thank you for my better half and the chance for him to drool on his pillow in a deep sleep.  I love you Lord, your blessings are abundant.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7936942988755459585?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7936942988755459585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7936942988755459585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7936942988755459585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7936942988755459585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-nap.html' title='Sunday Nap'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-384165568788960611</id><published>2009-04-05T19:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:33:44.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;His name was Jerry. He didn't have much with him, just a backpack, a small red water jug, and a mangled cardboard sign that read, "Hungry, please help." As Erin and I drove past him, I began to imagine myself in his position. He had nothing. He looked exhausted...utterly exhausted and completely humbled. Who knows how long he had been standing there waiting for generosity to flow from North Raleigh's plentiful wealth. Who knows how many cars he watched pass without even acknowledging his existence, if you could even call it that. Who knows the depth of the hopelessness this man must feel with every fleeting glance. My heart broke for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We drove back to Jerry's post with a turkey sandwich, fries, and a drink. Expecting him to be overjoyed with receiving an entire meal, I excitedly rolled down my window and hung out of the passenger side of the car. As we pulled up, Jerry's eyes grew bigger; filling with what little life he could muster. We stopped and as Jerry shuffled closer, his eyes seemed to retreat, and his demeanor became apprehensive. He reluctantly took the meal with an unsteady hand and mumbled what I consider valuable advice for the future: "A gift card would have been better." God must have opened my heart even more because rather than being put off by his seemingly cold response, I was intrigued. Erin prodded him to explain. Now that I am retelling the story, I am again sickened and infuriated by what we learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jerry went on to tell us that gift cards are better because recently, people have been messing with him; he spoke of how he has found glass and spit in food that people have "generously" offered him. I could see the honesty in him, especially since he explicitly mentioned gift cards rather than money. To say that I was speechless would be an understatement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Glass? How or why would anyone think of that? His face remained weary of our gift. We assured him that we had just bought it and that it was still warm. We also apologized for the actions of others, to which he responded, "God bless you." I know Jerry enjoyed that meal and I pray that hope was somewhat restored in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As soon as I begin to think that I understand the evils of this world, I am quickly reminded of how horrible people actually are. There is nothing in us that is inherently good; we have no power to make constructive or positive decisions. I have taken for granted what it means to be fallen, and I am reminded of the evil that comes out of Godlessness. I will be vigilant of the dark forces that drive human nature. I will watch for vile and diabolical powers that come out of our black hearts. Praise God for His mercy and grace that allows us to be free from our wretchedness; that allows us to overcome our bondage to evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I also began to ponder why, when our hearts broke for Jerry, others would endeavor to humiliate the humble. This man had nothing and all he wanted was to eat. His sign didn't request money or alcohol or anything substantial. He wanted to sustain himself. To be completely honest, part of me envies him. He has nothing, but he may have more than most. He has been completely humbled, and only then are you able to see the power of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Appropriately, today's devotion through journeydevotionals.com speaks of Jesus' humility and the symbolism of His arrival to Jerusalem on a donkey. Jesus' victory came by way of humility, although the journey was not easy. Jerry's journey, like Christ's, has not been easy, and he too has been mistreated, even in his lowly state. Let us make every effort to humble ourselves. Let us struggle for those who struggle and let us give to those who lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-384165568788960611?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/384165568788960611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=384165568788960611&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/384165568788960611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/384165568788960611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/04/jerry.html' title='Jerry'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8840708815940721579</id><published>2009-03-31T20:18:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:32:15.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring:  Has it sprung?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I'm stoked about warm weather, wearing my Rainbows everywhere, cute flow-y blouses with short shorts, bright colors, grilled corn, and generally anything having to do with spring. However, my home and wardrobe do not match this enthusiasm.  Those of you that know me know that my style (fashion and home) is very eclectic.  Jeremy and I have a lot of hand-me-downs when it comes to furniture which, mixed with our more simple modern style, makes for an interesting mix.  And while I love those gifted pieces, they're not really my style.  I'm really just now getting a handle on what my style is, and I'm loving it.  Here are some amazing photos that inspire me to get creative with my fashion and home decor style.  I hope you get a little inspiration as well! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK1PMRbpuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uJdV2BxAdM8/s1600-h/0331_landing01.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK1PMRbpuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uJdV2BxAdM8/s320/0331_landing01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319513382474983138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FAVORITE! The floors, crisp white, chocolate wall, all of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK1DpqQUqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WrCJokU6YLg/s1600-h/497253927_bb4f1d614e_o_rect540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK1DpqQUqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WrCJokU6YLg/s320/497253927_bb4f1d614e_o_rect540.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319513184205296290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This just screams Spring to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0v6eSMtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QPAj9qrLXEI/s1600-h/032709atlajora01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0v6eSMtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QPAj9qrLXEI/s320/032709atlajora01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319512845121106642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So sleek and simple.  A little too modern for me, but I love the calm color palette and wood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0k2OoG1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/WZ75grDpon0/s1600-h/022309blue-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0k2OoG1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/WZ75grDpon0/s320/022309blue-04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319512655003130706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grey and Robin's Egg Blue are my favorite color combo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0RsDQF2I/AAAAAAAAAJA/G-7aQQGIvUQ/s1600-h/6098stripesweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0RsDQF2I/AAAAAAAAAJA/G-7aQQGIvUQ/s320/6098stripesweb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319512325853550434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the high waisted shorts and blouse.  So mello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0CR87iuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IrHOPweE4Rs/s1600-h/6028blushadesweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK0CR87iuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IrHOPweE4Rs/s320/6028blushadesweb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319512061149678306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am in love with this girl's romper.  It seems so effortless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Spring and Get Outside!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8840708815940721579?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8840708815940721579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8840708815940721579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8840708815940721579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8840708815940721579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-has-it-sprung.html' title='Spring:  Has it sprung?'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SdK1PMRbpuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uJdV2BxAdM8/s72-c/0331_landing01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1369079593588915957</id><published>2009-03-13T16:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:55:09.243-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><title type='text'>Artsy Fartsy</title><content type='html'>More artsy than fartsy, I hope.  I have been inspired recently to really start up my stationary line. The line will include all kinds of cards, invitations, notes, and other lovely paper goods.  I can't wait to get started and thanks to the support of family (both through gifts and love) I've gained the tools to begin this dream of mine.  I already have an Etsy shop (if you don't know what Etsy is, you must stop right now and click on the link below and browse to your heart's content) and it's only filled with art from college that I'm trying to get rid of, but soon it will be the home of my complete line of notes and things.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The link to my Etsy store is &lt;a href="http://www.fosterandstella.etsy.com"&gt;www.fosterandstella.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're done oogling at what I have to offer (ha) please browse this amazing website.  It is dedicated to handmade everything.  Independent artists, crafters, and vintage lovers come together to create a site that I now buy almost all gifts from.  A lot of fun things to find and admire, so have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of all of that, I would like to also say that I love doing makeup.  I have done three weddings so far (friends) and I've loved every minute of it!!  I will provide photos once I can wrangle up some from all my beautiful clients.  So, if you're in need of a fabulous face for your wedding, prom, date, night out, night in, or just because (and you live in the Raleigh area) please contact me and I'd be more than honored to help you out.  You may contact me through my Etsy shop linked above.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a lot of information.  However, I've been thinking and praying about a lot of this stuff for so long that it was bound to come out!  I can't wait to see what God has in store for my talents.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, for now, I sketch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1369079593588915957?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1369079593588915957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1369079593588915957&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1369079593588915957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1369079593588915957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/03/artsy-fartsy.html' title='Artsy Fartsy'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7520495057513966429</id><published>2009-03-02T19:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:17:29.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Half</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sax2_y8Cd0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/F9O_mdXdEu0/s1600-h/006_32A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sax2_y8Cd0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/F9O_mdXdEu0/s320/006_32A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308748899140400962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I have the flu.  I feel like crud and I've been home all day.  The weather, mixed with the flu hasn't helped me not think about Jeremy.  He's golfing in Florida with my dad, my brother, and my uncle.  So, he left Saturday morning and will home tomorrow around noon.  I miss him.  We didn't go to the same college so it's not that I've never been without him, because I have.  Four years of weekends and holidays only.  However, now that I've had him around for over two and a half years, my heart literally hurts when he's gone.  I also realize all the little and amazing things he does when he's here.  Takes out the trash: we live in a condo building on the third floor so taking out the trash is a feat.  Same can be said about taking out our beautiful dog, which he does WAY more than me.  He cooks really good food and even cleans up.  I miss kissing him whenever I want.  That's the thing I hate most about when he's gone, the kisses.  You really take for granted how many kisses you get each day until the kissing stops.  Anyway, beyond being the perfect match for me, he is my gift from God.  My other half.  I can't wait for him to get home tomorrow.  I just hope he doesn't mind the snotty and feverish wife he'll have to come home to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Baby.  See you soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7520495057513966429?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7520495057513966429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7520495057513966429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7520495057513966429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7520495057513966429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/03/better-half.html' title='Better Half'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/Sax2_y8Cd0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/F9O_mdXdEu0/s72-c/006_32A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4373097962740294064</id><published>2009-02-09T17:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:15:20.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So this weekend Jeremy and I went on a couple's retreat with other young couples through our church.  To get together with other couples and see what God meant for our lives is something I'll always cherish.  I love these weekends when we can get away, get to know other couples, learn more about the ones we know, and just fellowship with God and each other.  I loved meeting new couples and learning their stories.  Jeremy and I can learn a lot from those that have been married a couple of years longer than us and with children.  They have so much to give in ways of advice and I soaked it up.  I can honestly say that I love each and every person there this weekend because they are my brothers and sisters in Christ and I've committed to praying for them and their families.  Thank you to Mark and Teresa Harvey for setting it all up and for bestowing their 27 years' worth of marital knowledge on all of us young'uns.  Basically, I had a blast.  Here are some photos from the weekend from Julie's camera (thanks friend!).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqaBtbSSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fJZtn_2drzs/s1600-h/n54605365_32237246_2981.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqaBtbSSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fJZtn_2drzs/s320/n54605365_32237246_2981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300924125527361826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqZ5xbDpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3YJDmcPsQYs/s1600-h/n54605365_32237216_3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqZ5xbDpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3YJDmcPsQYs/s320/n54605365_32237216_3485.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300924123396640402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A great shot of my new haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqQBbsQjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TQS6_3pNm9Q/s1600-h/n54605365_32237215_3190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqQBbsQjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TQS6_3pNm9Q/s320/n54605365_32237215_3190.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923953654284850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my obviously tired hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqIAfsWLI/AAAAAAAAAII/CUcA4Txiz8k/s1600-h/n54605365_32237245_2629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqIAfsWLI/AAAAAAAAAII/CUcA4Txiz8k/s320/n54605365_32237245_2629.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923815963678898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Small Group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCp8MDFoNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hHvlchS1OXM/s1600-h/n54605365_32237222_5248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCp8MDFoNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hHvlchS1OXM/s320/n54605365_32237222_5248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923612906496210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Small Group girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4373097962740294064?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4373097962740294064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4373097962740294064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4373097962740294064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4373097962740294064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-and-stuff.html' title='Love and Stuff'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SZCqaBtbSSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fJZtn_2drzs/s72-c/n54605365_32237246_2981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6933970752539557431</id><published>2009-02-03T13:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:42:33.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May Our Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May our praise be all that You can hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From our lives to Your ears, Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wondrous King, You are clothed in majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your hands set people free, Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All pain is over as Your love draws us closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your grace goes on forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Every heart should feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The depth of Your mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How beautiful is Your healing, Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And teach us, Lord, to attract You even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We just want to be where You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Be where You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is our love song to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Father, our love song to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We never deserved this never-ending peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You're a God who protects the weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So we sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May our praise be all that You can hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From our lives to Your ears, Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Leeland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6933970752539557431?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6933970752539557431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6933970752539557431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6933970752539557431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6933970752539557431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/02/may-our-praise.html' title='May Our Praise'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-3406451652884211023</id><published>2009-01-20T12:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:34:41.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day Prayer</title><content type='html'>Thank you God for this day of rest.  Thank you for this time to sit with my husband and watch the 44th President be sworn in.  I'm am filled with hope and contentment as the candidate I trusted now has the opportunity to prove himself to all the doubters.   Thank you for this time.  Keep the Obama family safe and be with our President.  Give him strength and wisdom to trust You to lead this country.  I pray that he'll look to Your word and Truth to help in dark hours.  I put our President in Your capable and powerful hands.  Guide him and love him.  Thank you Jesus for Your will and I pray it be done.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You for this day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-3406451652884211023?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/3406451652884211023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=3406451652884211023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3406451652884211023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/3406451652884211023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day-prayer.html' title='Snow Day Prayer'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1970057931809439677</id><published>2009-01-20T08:52:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:16:39.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>It Smells Like...(part deux)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SNOW DAY!!! Oh man, it happened.  I dreamt white fluffy dreams and it finally happened.  A snow day.  No work, just fun in the fluffy-perfect-for-snowballs snow.  Foster absolutely loves it. He, just like me when I was a kid, did not want to come in.  He drug Jeremy out for one more run around the parking lot.  Oh, there will be more running in the snow today, I have no doubt.  Just take a look at our morning thus far...and then when you're done, GO PLAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXbm_JIs3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/PIDBSjFqoQk/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXbm_JIs3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/PIDBSjFqoQk/s320/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293378399875150706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXa3DE_7oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FflSYXHVvY4/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXa3DE_7oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FflSYXHVvY4/s320/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293377576297819778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXaFbinKfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hHQQTpKFcRU/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXaFbinKfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hHQQTpKFcRU/s320/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293376723871017458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXZYDYzAbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bhJL_ggXjwk/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXZYDYzAbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bhJL_ggXjwk/s320/DSC00735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293375944293286322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXZBVCXlvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wjK_cQXOkO8/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXZBVCXlvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wjK_cQXOkO8/s320/DSC00728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293375553894061810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXYfDfFBxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NAENx6MPiys/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXYfDfFBxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NAENx6MPiys/s320/DSC00726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293374965067089682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raleigh Snow Day January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXYG9jSuPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jDcB-_JbNM8/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1970057931809439677?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1970057931809439677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1970057931809439677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1970057931809439677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1970057931809439677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-smells-likepart-deux.html' title='It Smells Like...(part deux)'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SXXbm_JIs3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/PIDBSjFqoQk/s72-c/DSC00739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6226117916063834933</id><published>2009-01-09T22:55:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:19:05.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos and Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's been quite awhile since I've (Erin) blogged.  I hate that because I love sharing photos, stories, and all kinds of shenanigans with whomever will stand to read.  My husband has an amazing way with the written word and he blogs often which is a treat.  I love to read his thoughts.  I must say "ditto" to everything he said about the amazing trip we took with family to FL over the holiday.  Here are some photos I've had for quite some time and only just got them developed.  Thanksgiving in Kentucky pics to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWggdWI4fxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1HgJCIIMU1U/s1600-h/010_28A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWggdWI4fxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1HgJCIIMU1U/s320/010_28A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289513450877779730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWgfqOmIIwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0QgsSQjdoLs/s1600-h/024_1A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWgfqOmIIwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0QgsSQjdoLs/s320/024_1A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289512572679627522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWgfFCo4LGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xhXwMu3CQ08/s1600-h/021_4A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWgfFCo4LGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xhXwMu3CQ08/s320/021_4A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289511933814778978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWgd0EW874I/AAAAAAAAAGI/6iCftaPehHM/s320/018_20A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289510542707060610" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWgcjSIKu_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/bwuy0970Acw/s1600-h/013_25A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWgcjSIKu_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/bwuy0970Acw/s320/013_25A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289509154833742834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My beautiful baby and my dusty table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A close up of my grandmother's drawings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our bookshelves.  Complete with my Grandmommie's amazing fashion drawings from her days at Meredith, Jeremy's pipe collection, and of course, books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wrapped presents and such: brown craft paper, wax seal, chocolate brown ribbon, vintage stamps, a street map of NYC, and tags made up the theme this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Foster not interested in wrapping presents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;goodnight moon (you sure are a show off tonight).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6226117916063834933?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6226117916063834933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6226117916063834933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6226117916063834933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6226117916063834933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/01/photos-and-words.html' title='Photos and Words'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SWggdWI4fxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1HgJCIIMU1U/s72-c/010_28A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6563563350868527323</id><published>2009-01-05T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:50:02.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;To say that Disney World is a magical place may sound like a cliche, but until you see the expressions displayed on a child's face when they drink in the wonders of Disney, you may never fully understand. I know I didn't, and I spent most of my honeymoon there. As our Christmas gift, my parents took Erin and I and the rest of our family to Orlando for about a week. It was amazing. Despite an unmeasurable number of people, the vast majority of which either never officially learned to drive or are simply incompetent, we had a great time. We introduced Luke, our oldest nephew (my brother's first son), Dominic, Luke's little brother, and Laney, Luke and Dominic's cousin, to Mickey, Minnie, their crew, as well as Shamu. I'm sure my sister has pictures of some of their reactions to the characters, sights, and rides, although in my mind, no pictures are needed as their faces will be ingrained in my mind for ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Thank you Mom and Dad for the trip of a lifetime, spending New Year's at Epcot was unforgettable (for an array of reasons), and being blessed as much as we are doesn't seem fair. I will remember this trip for the rest of my life, and for that I sit in great appreciation. I (we) love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;There are many stories that I'm sure will end up on this blog, so stay tuned for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6563563350868527323?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6563563350868527323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6563563350868527323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6563563350868527323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6563563350868527323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-say-that-disney-world-is-magical.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6602285034857810252</id><published>2008-12-22T22:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:25:02.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Smells Like...</title><content type='html'>SNOW!!!  I just took the dog out and the ground is frozen (as was his pee, I think) and it smells like snow (not Foster's pee, the air silly).  So Ms. Negative Nancy-Meredith, maybe it will be winter wonderland when I wake up!  If that's the case, it will be EXTREMELY hard to go to work when my ski overalls will be calling.  Sexy and functional.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, goodnight moon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6602285034857810252?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6602285034857810252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6602285034857810252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6602285034857810252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6602285034857810252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-smells-like.html' title='It Smells Like...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7717595769198724102</id><published>2008-12-11T12:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:38:16.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days!!</title><content type='html'>10 days from a thunderstorm in the winter what do you get?  SNOW!  Now I normally don't care for snow, but 10 days from now would be right around Christmas and by golly if I can have a White Christmas then I would just be the happiest girl around.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7717595769198724102?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7717595769198724102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7717595769198724102&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7717595769198724102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7717595769198724102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-days.html' title='10 Days!!'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1872645872776522234</id><published>2008-11-18T16:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:56:40.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Not only is twilight my favorite time of the day and my favorite word, it is now the book I'm reading.  That's right folks, just like teenage girls across this great nation I have succumb to the newest fiction craze.  It is an easy (not dumb, just easy) read because I began it only this morning (having stomach issues kept me from work) and I'm 3/4 of the way through.  I'm obsessed.  It is romantic, intense, suspenseful, and just plain good.  My sister lent me her copy of the first and I can't wait to read the rest of the series.  Not to mention see the movie!  I can't believe that I'm so into it.  However, I never did the whole Harry Potter thing.  I never read the books and barely saw the movies.  So, this is my Potter.  I'm not ashamed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1872645872776522234?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1872645872776522234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1872645872776522234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1872645872776522234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1872645872776522234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4623495662035422063</id><published>2008-11-05T09:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:41:57.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Heart's Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I came across this letter that I wrote for myself earlier this year: Erin was out of town (the reason escapes me), and my dog and I enjoyed the quiet without much tv, without much talking, without much of anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy being alone. I say this after a weekend spent, for the most part, in solitude. When I am isolated, I have the opportunity to listen to my thoughts, my ideas, and my dreams. We all have meditations of these sorts, but we don’t always have the freedom to revel in them, to get lost in them, and to develop them. This past weekend was especially extraordinary in that I was reacquainted with my guitar. I have always used my guitar as a form of worship, really as a form of prayer, and I prayed a lot this weekend. With a thankful and overwhelmed heart, I prayed to my father. I played songs that I thought would please him. I even tried to sing. It was during this time that I realized that guitar is not a passion of mine. I enjoy playing it, to be sure, but the enjoyment comes from the connection that is made with Christ, not necessarily the music that is made. If I could connect with God on this same depth through some other vessel, it is safe to say that I may not ever play the guitar. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on how you view it, I have never connected with God on this level through anything other than music. I found God again this weekend. I found him sitting right there next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past few weeks and months, I have felt Him pulling on my sleeve, asking me to trust in Him. Financial trust is one of my biggest struggles; it always has been, as I have imposed upon myself a desire and need to provide security for my family. I pray only half-heartedly that I will conquer this battle soon because it is, after all, keeping me in pursuit of Him. In light of the recent tax incentive money we received, and at a time when our church is following its call to expand and reach the city of Raleigh, we (my wife and I) felt convicted to give all of our incentive to Journey. Let me say that this money could have been put to great use to help pay down debt, so making this decision was not easy. It was, however, necessary. I want and need to put myself in a position in which I can do nothing except lean on God. With the incentive money as a base, I had created a plan that would allow us to be debt-free in a short time. I don’t know where the money to pay off debt will come from now, and I don’t know how long we will have this hanging over us, but I do know that it will come…probably in God’s perfect timing, as I have learned that my plans are simply those, my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father has given much to my family. He has shown Himself to be true to His word. It is only out of uncompromised love that He shows any favor on me. He loves me. He actively loves me. He doesn’t just sit in His throne watching me live my life, He holds my hand and guides me, most often without my knowledge, into and through celebrations, obstacles, and pain. This is my heart’s desire: to love. I want to love Him so selflessly that I yearn to struggle for Him. I want to be humbled and captivated by His mercy and grace. I want to show His mercy and grace in my life. I want to love my bride the way He loves His. I want to actively and passionately love her. I want to challenge her to become more like Christ as I strive to be more like Christ. I want to empower her to take on those challenges, to embolden her to do anything, and to support her in everything. I want to lead her. I want to love others so much so that they are not just affected, but they are changed. I want to love so much that it defines my life, regardless of money, job, or situation. I want to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4623495662035422063?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4623495662035422063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4623495662035422063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4623495662035422063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4623495662035422063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-my-hearts-desire.html' title='On My Heart&apos;s Desire'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4950118880310199400</id><published>2008-11-04T14:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:28:11.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Article...</title><content type='html'>This is an interesting article on how some states provide ballots that deal with certain issues...North Carolina unfortunately is not one of these States. I would love to have the opportunity to cast a ballot against abortion that would contribute directly to changing/creating a law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/04/state.laws/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/04/state.laws/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4950118880310199400?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4950118880310199400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4950118880310199400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4950118880310199400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4950118880310199400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/11/interesting-article.html' title='Interesting Article...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8705890437515521949</id><published>2008-10-29T23:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:29:11.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to make myself explicitly clear. Please let me know if I am not. By writing what I wrote, I wanted to settle some misleading claims about Obama. When asked if he supports abortions, he always responds by saying that he supports abortion rights. This is politician for disagreeing with the act, but not refuting a constitutional case regarding such tender subjects. That was the point. No one on this blog, apparently, has seen that...it must be my fault because it must not be clear. Caleb and Cameron, I agree that this right to privacy is a copout and a complete mockery of the judicial system. Not once was I defending this stance; my sole intention was to clear misconceptions about a candidate's ideologies. Consider it a pet peeve of mine...I am a factcheck.org fanatic now because of this blasted election (if you go there now you will see that the first 4 topics show that GOP/McCain-Palin/Anti-Obama group ads are misleading).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is what I am targeting in my posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the fight against abortion. I agree completely with the fact that we need to do everything we can to fight it. Starting with two things simultaneously: education and the definition of life. We need to educate young low income women about abstinence, contraceptives, and the opportunities available to them if they do have an unexpected pregnancy. Many young women, in addition to being poor, are alone, misguided, and terrified when they find themselves pregnant. I know that it is due mostly to irresponsibility, but we need to have some compassion at some point and just start reaching out. Also, we need to address the legislature and demand that they act against abortion. We need to define life as our belief tells us: it begins at conception. I believe that if a fetus has a chance at life, then it should be considered life. A problem brought up in Roe v. Wade was the fetuses were never counted during any census. Well, maybe that is something we need to have changed too. We need to go after the legislature because they are the ones who created the laws that the justices interpret. The President really doesn't have much to do with these laws. This is where I got into defining the President's views and thus where we hit a roadblock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am not voting for McCain because I think his judgement in choosing Palin over all of his other options is a red flag. It was clearly done for political purposes because in no way is she more qualified than Mitt Romney to be VP (for that matter, Mayor Meeker is more qualified to be VP, at lease he has a law degree). I find McCain's decision and explanation laughable, insulting, and embarrassing to this country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Although I am unsettled by the fact that I am voting for a democrat this year, I truly feel it is far more beneficial across the board than supporting republicans. I also feel that this country is more than the issue of abortion. There are many things that need to be looked at, including capital punishment (which is no less murder than abortion), and thus a reason that I do not support McCain. Obama has pushed for reform and mandates on capital punishment while McCain has not, and I find it unjustifiable to condemn abortion but not the death penalty if we are being true to Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;McCain has not shown that he is qualified, competent, or genuine enough to lead this country. I can say with 100% certainty, though, that the game would be very different if he had chosen Romney to serve with him. By not doing so he showed that his motives are not pure. I don't agree with all of Obama's views, including abortion, but he has proved to be more Presidential, more professional, more accepted by foreign countries, more competent financially, and more detailed in his choice of VP than his opponent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;If you want to fight abortion, I will fight it with you. We do not need a President to be do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;Sidenote: It is predicted that only one justice will be replaced on the supreme court this term, giving Obama or McCain the chance to fill only one spot. In essence, this means that the court can only get more conservative or will remain relatively the same in regards to ideologies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:13;"&gt;Thats all. I hope this makes sense as it is quite late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8705890437515521949?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8705890437515521949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8705890437515521949&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8705890437515521949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8705890437515521949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/10/clarity.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4349377970551127374</id><published>2008-10-29T22:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:57:39.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and Tired</title><content type='html'> I can't wait until this election is over.  I can't wait until I stop receiving unwanted opinions.  I'm sick of defending myself and I'm tired of being told I'm not a good Christian because of who I'm voting for.  Both candidates suck.  They are sinning, immoral, and crooked politicians.  So I'm voting for the one who will bring this country out of the hell it's in.  I'm done, don't ask me about it anymore and don't email me anymore little forwards that are trying to sway my vote.  If we can't have an open forum without yelling at each other, it's not worth it.  Screw it, I'm voting for Jimmy Carroll. (erin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4349377970551127374?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4349377970551127374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4349377970551127374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4349377970551127374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4349377970551127374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick-and-tired.html' title='Sick and Tired'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7008237206664439202</id><published>2008-10-27T20:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:09:20.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>My Hubby, the hott one...on politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SQZlJMzc3EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HkjRYWZJxvA/s1600-h/n22217170_35333923_3436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SQZlJMzc3EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HkjRYWZJxvA/s320/n22217170_35333923_3436.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262004423359257666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON POLITICS…by Jeremy Morin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.factcheck.org/elections-2008/obama_and_infanticide.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am attempting to respond to what I hope will be the last political related email I receive this year. First, though, let me say that in no way do I support abortion…on any level, at any time during a pregnancy. (I suggest reading that again to be sure that you understand my view of abortion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, short of berating anyone who takes political videos posted on YouTube or any other website as completely objective and unbiased, I would like to encourage everyone to conduct their own nonpartisan research on every issue, especially those that strike our emotional chords hardest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, abortion is legal (I can’t believe I am having this conversation again). The President alone cannot change the laws of this country; in fact, the President has surprisingly little power when you look at what he can actually do without the consent of Congress. Consider this a good thing because not only does it eliminate the possibility of a dictatorship, rest assured that the President also cannot suddenly make abortion, never mind infanticide, legal. All of this assumes that Obama does support infanticide, when there is conflicting evidence, specifically in his voting record, on the issue. As a democrat, he supports abortion rights. That is, he supports a woman’s right to choose for herself, as he (and other democrats) feels it is her right to privacy that allows her this ability. This is the biggest problem with, dare I say, conservatives and abortion. It is often construed that when someone votes for abortion rights, that they agree with the act of abortion. This is not always so. Many, it can be expected, base their opinions on their interpretation of the Constitution. That is, they accept that there is a right to privacy, and under this stated Constitutional right, the opportunity to choose to abort a baby shall not be impeded upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point, you may want to read the second sentence of this letter again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on…&lt;br /&gt;I have said from the very beginning of this, ever since John McCain was nominated to be the Republican candidate, that there are more important issues that will affect our economy and our stance/reputation on a global scale. I can’t believe that more people aren’t talking about how John McCain said that since he is not as well versed in economics as he should be, he would like to appoint someone (as VP) who is. Enter Sarah Palin. Wait, what? Didn’t he say he wanted someone who is versed in economics? Consequentially, our republican ticket consists of a 72 year old veteran, who admittedly doesn’t know all he should about economics and a 44 year old former sports reporter, who somehow became Governor, and this the best choice for our nation’s economy? Really? So we are trusting in someone whose better judgement, and that of his advisors I imagine, chose a hockey mom over a former excessively successful businessman, Mitt Romney. I’m not sure I want that judgement leading this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mccainfactcheck.com/facts/11/john_mccain_333426.shtml&lt;br /&gt;http://www.factcheck.org/elections-2008/bogus_claims_in_boca.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on for days about economics, qualifications, and the global consequences of being misguided, but that would bore you and it is an issue that will always have two sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Pastor Jimmy’s video blog, the fallacies of elections hit me. We, Christians, Christ Followers, are electing a sinner on moral and economic issues to lead an immoral country in an immoral world. I don’t really need to say any more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7008237206664439202?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7008237206664439202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7008237206664439202&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7008237206664439202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7008237206664439202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-hubby-hott-oneon-politics.html' title='My Hubby, the hott one...on politics'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SQZlJMzc3EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HkjRYWZJxvA/s72-c/n22217170_35333923_3436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2336962534099276200</id><published>2008-10-21T20:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:27:26.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me knows that I love to make lists.  To-Do Lists, Top Five Lists, etc... So, here is another, yet informative, list.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I'm Proud of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I am proud that I was a virgin when I was married.  I got to experience the most intimate gift from God with a man who was also a virgin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  I am proud to be a Christ follower.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I am proud that being a Christ follower dictates my actions and decisions.  This is not a burden but a freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  I am proud that I know every word of the movie (including songs) Little Mermaid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  I am proud that I have a job that I love but that I would leave it in a heart beat to be a mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  I am proud that I have friends who aren't afraid to tell me the truth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  I am proud that my parents taught me to think for myself and that even though I'm a Christian I will not vote for the Republican presidential candidate just because he's Republican.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  I am proud that I cry when I think about how much I love my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  I am proud of all the useless trivia in my head, because I'll kick your ass at Trivial Pursuit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  I am proud of my taste in music (thanks Dad and Mom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.  I am proud to be a Daddy's Girl and proud that I'm told I'm just like my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.  I am proud to be born and raised in Raleigh and would be delighted to live here the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.  I am proud that at one point in my life I owned enough scrunchies to wear a different one each day without repeating (as if) for at least a month.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.  I am proud that I cry during a couple of songs, including but not limited to:  Butterfly Kisses, Sinead O'Connor's Nothing Compares, In Christ Alone, Old Rugged Cross (Gran's fav), I could go on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15.  I am proud that I do believe in a loving God and I have blind faith in Him no matter how naive or elementary some people might think that I am.  Screw society's senical view of my childlike faith and desire to be a Proverbs 31 woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some silly and some serious things that I'm proud of.  I know that I'm wrong a lot, but these are things I know I'm right about and things that I will never apologize for.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snooze time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2336962534099276200?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2336962534099276200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2336962534099276200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2336962534099276200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2336962534099276200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/10/lists.html' title='Lists'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4219149251016015954</id><published>2008-10-21T18:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:26:32.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle Again...</title><content type='html'>Well, me and the hubs got a fancy new tricked out computer.  That's right, and it's a Mac.  Praise Jesus!  I have always been a Mac (due to the Art school education I received) but Jeremy has long had PC's.  So when Jer's loving father bought us a computer (PC) who's to say "No thanks Pop, we want a Mac."  Not this chippie I'll tell ya that.  No, instead we've enjoyed our PC and loved as our own; which in fact it was.  But, the Lord smiled upon us and lo and behold, CRASH.  Two days before Jeremy's first Grad school class, our PC broke (again, might I add).  So, happily we called the student loan suits and asked them to give us some mo' money, and they did.  We went (I skipped) to the Mac store and bought a brand new iMac with all the fixins'.  I adore it.  That's all that needs to be said.  I adore it.  But not as much as the God who blessed us with it.  Thanks Heavenly Pops for the iMac; and thank you Earthly pops for giving us our first wonderful computer.  You're both Aces in my book.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna be late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4219149251016015954?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4219149251016015954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4219149251016015954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4219149251016015954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4219149251016015954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the Saddle Again...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-1374859626575814110</id><published>2008-10-11T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:40:28.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer failure'/><title type='text'>Annoying</title><content type='html'>Well Friends, our computer pooped out on us.  So until we can figure something out (ie:get a new one) I can't blog because all we have is my 6 year old MacBook.  I love it, but it has no updated anything and is as slow as molasses.  So, until then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hate PC's.  I am not a PC. I am a Mac.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.  I am happily working on Christmas cards and hope to get them printed soon!! Tune in for pictures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-1374859626575814110?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/1374859626575814110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=1374859626575814110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1374859626575814110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/1374859626575814110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/10/annoying.html' title='Annoying'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2817874172183634370</id><published>2008-09-26T14:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:56:12.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy.Long Week</title><content type='html'>So this week was wacko. First ah all, there was something to "do" everynight. I have not had snuggle time with the hubs or even just sit-down-and-be time. As a result, I'm sick today. I went into work and the wave of "oh man I'm gonna puke" hit me like a mack truck. So, homeward bound and here I am after sleeping and being sick. As I was on my way home from work, my bestest college friend called me with news that her mother has passed. Her mother had a life long battle with alchohol and it won. This news made my heart break. Brooke is drained and I am sad. I wish I could sit with her and eat and chat like we did in college. I will pray for her and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news: I got a new job, at the Y. I am now the S.W.A.Team Admininstrative Assistant. I will be a link between Sports, Wellness, and Aquatics. Assisting them in anyway I can. This includes creating fun posters, t-shirt designs, postcards, etc. I'm so excited about this new opportunity, but sad to leave Track Out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all. Just a crazy week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because, here is a favorite picture of mine. We were at Alex and Beth's wedding (beautiful and intimate; I felt lucky to have been invited).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250405648835923202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SN0wHqmRzQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Fe61jHH7YoA/s320/us+at+beth%26alex+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2817874172183634370?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2817874172183634370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2817874172183634370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2817874172183634370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2817874172183634370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/crazylong-week.html' title='Crazy.Long Week'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SN0wHqmRzQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Fe61jHH7YoA/s72-c/us+at+beth%26alex+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4409413216527153815</id><published>2008-09-22T16:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:20:36.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Weekend Reflections &amp; Autumn Thoughts</title><content type='html'>First and Foremost: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;GO PACK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, other than watching the awesome NC State vs. ECU game (I know, I went to ECU. But you can't erase a lifetime of loyalty just because I went to another school) our weekend was pretty chill. Jeremy and I had the windows open ALL weekend: Thank you Lord for the beautiful fall weather. We woke up Saturday snuggled under the covers because we were actually cold!! Halleluiah!! So we spent the morning watching Across the Universe (beautiful movie) and eating Taco Bell for lunch. It was bliss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing Across the Universe a thought was confirmed that I've had for about 15 years now. I grew up in the wrong decade. Now, I will NEVER speak ill of the 80's. I mean how could you? Pretty in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;, T-Shirt Rings, neon splatter paint (everywhere), Duran Duran, the crimper, and on and on. However, I have felt for a long time that I would have fit in perfectly into the 60's/70's. I believe it was when I was a hippie for &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; in 2nd grade. I loved the clothes that my mom resurected from her past. I was in awe of the music my dad listened to, and, once I learned all about the Vietnam War, I was a fervent protestor of our being over there. I just see myself as Lucy (Across) in a Greenwich Village apartment with 8 other free spirits and enjoying life and music and protesting the war. I must say, there are some aspects I choose not to participate in, like the over-use of drugs, but all in all I'd love it. This is just something I've always thought about and Saturday's screening just confirmed it even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, today is the first day of &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Autumn&lt;/span&gt;. My favorite season. I love Halloween, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;pumpkin spice&lt;/span&gt; candles, orange and brown, leaves falling, and college football. Tonight's supper is my tribute to fall rolling in. I'm making &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;spaghetti squash&lt;/span&gt;. It's a great low carb alternative to pasta and sooo good! All you do is slice the squash lengthwise and then again in half to make quarters. Now, Jer and I are saving half of it for another night but two people could easily eat a whole squash. Scrape out the seeds and soft pulp on the inside (it smells like a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;, yum). Then, rub olive oil all over the squash then sprinkle the inside with salt and pepper. Place the two quarters rind side up on a cookie sheet and bake for 30-40 minutes at 375 degrees. Once the pulp is done, scrape the pulp out with a fork (it should look like spaghetti as you're scraping it out). Add any toppings you like. Tonight we're adding sauteed red onion, tomatoes, and lemon juice. As Jeremy says, "Yum yum gimme some."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Autumn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Everyone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4409413216527153815?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4409413216527153815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4409413216527153815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4409413216527153815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4409413216527153815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-reflections-autumn-thoughts.html' title='Weekend Reflections &amp; Autumn Thoughts'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-7129144186035258646</id><published>2008-09-19T22:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:10:46.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Thoughts</title><content type='html'>So it's late.  Well it is for me.  I mean 11:00pm!  That's late for me.  There's a lot of things that happened this week that I wanted to share.  Nothing to big or crazy.  Just things.  Also, I love lists, I do.  So this will be in a list format. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got an interview for another Admin job at the same Y I work at now, just a different atmosphere and new responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;2.  There is a great "debate" going on between some people at church (including Jeremy and I) about politics (and aren't we never to speak of religion and politics in public, ah well).  It's on facebook and it's brilliant!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;3.  I've watched a couple of things on youtube over and over and over again: bon qui qui and all her glory, all the flight of the conchords' songs, and the tina fey and amy pohler skit (palin/clinton).  I literally have watched each of these like 20 times this week.  It's a problem that I don't want to fix.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I miss my puppy more and more each day that I have to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I've been praying for Stephanie (NieNie) and Christian like crazy this week because of her surgeries.  But he was finally able to go see her for the first time since the plane crash on Thursday.  Click on the "cjane" button to the right and you can read the update by her sister Courtney.  Truly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have fallen in love.  This man that comes into my home everyday and cooks for me and then cleans, too.  He takes my dog out and even cuts my hair.  He is goregous and sometimes he kisses me, real good ones.  It's weird ya know, it's like he's in love with me too.  I should marry him.  Oh wait, I did.  Lucky gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is snuggle saturday with the man of my dreams, and the Bud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-7129144186035258646?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/7129144186035258646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=7129144186035258646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7129144186035258646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/7129144186035258646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/late-thoughts.html' title='Late Thoughts'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4546093762450640708</id><published>2008-09-15T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:43:52.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nizzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SM7IeAbke_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/m-ulcJ-lCGc/s1600-h/R002-004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246351033770474482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SM7IeAbke_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/m-ulcJ-lCGc/s320/R002-004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Nizzle (with Christie and Anna making faces in the background that make me laugh). She is my friend. I love her dearly. She and I love the same things like hot tea, Whole Foods, Obama, Ten Thousand Villages, hippie bags, and flea markets. Actually, this list applies to my other friends too, but more of these are me and Nizzle. She is pretty and now, she is on my blog. Dom, you're amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4546093762450640708?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4546093762450640708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4546093762450640708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4546093762450640708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4546093762450640708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/nizzle.html' title='Nizzle'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SM7IeAbke_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/m-ulcJ-lCGc/s72-c/R002-004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2974335335439065671</id><published>2008-09-13T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:43:30.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To The Bud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwwo48yN2I/AAAAAAAAADs/RDWnhjiK3mA/s1600-h/023_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245621145020020578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwwo48yN2I/AAAAAAAAADs/RDWnhjiK3mA/s200/023_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Foster,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being so kind. When I was sick last week you stayed by my side and licked me occasionally to show love. You are always ready to play fetch well, unless you're watching your "stories" in which case you look at me like I've suggested a run or something. And even though you chewed up my blue suede peep toe pumps, I still love you. I love when we have snuggle time on the bed with daddy (Jeremy to me) and when you're done with us and you hop down and lay on the cool bathroom tile. You are my son because we have the same hair color and eye color. I love you Bud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwzv5IacjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WfT88NX_LBs/s1600-h/drunk+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245624563862762034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="132" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwzv5IacjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WfT88NX_LBs/s200/drunk+dog.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Chronological look at Foster:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245621350656004098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMww03AOUAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lSWzuEGfv50/s320/Bear2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo that was online where I found my little Bud. He was rescued from the woods in South Carolina. This was him weeks old. Needless to say, I fell in love. And as soon as I sent these photos to Jeremy at work, his reaction was "Crap. Well I guess we're getting a dog." He was in love too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245622027624216978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwxcQ6BeZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VQHktKgsNIg/s320/Bear5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another one from South Carolina. So dern cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245622554676689058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwx68VH-KI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eCfr7-a_hVU/s320/Random+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the day we brought him home. We named him Foster right here in Stacy's apartment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245623065542302850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwyYrc-nII/AAAAAAAAAEM/Ea1X_-IXhx8/s320/Random+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is how he used to sleep. On the shelf under the coffee table with his head hangin' off. I mean how can you not love this kid?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245623669475373090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwy71R18CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ki3cXd993Qk/s320/Random+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2974335335439065671?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2974335335439065671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2974335335439065671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2974335335439065671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2974335335439065671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/ode-to-bud.html' title='Ode To The Bud'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMwwo48yN2I/AAAAAAAAADs/RDWnhjiK3mA/s72-c/023_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8553191989413970906</id><published>2008-09-09T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:48:38.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>More Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More people I &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244115876527525842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbXmu1oz9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SRLEky6sAM8/s320/001_24A.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys making quite akward faces...seriously, those are terrifying. Front to back: &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My love&lt;/span&gt;, Andrew, Taylor, Caleb, and Dan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244116507638702930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbYLd6RI1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/DBUeFb9d3Vk/s320/007_18A.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Girls are much prettier. Front to back: Christie, Anna (sister), Laura, Meredith. My dears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244116977767769634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbYm1RxZiI/AAAAAAAAADE/HCj8YVMQWs8/s320/008_17A.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Morgan (known this chick since birth) and Nathan (her handsome boyfriend who has a bro-mance going with my husband) with &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; at the Durham Bulls Game this spring for Jer's 25th birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are just so many people in our lives that we love dearly. You'll see them all on this blog once I can get a digital camera that works!! Film is expensive, although the photos are goregous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The person I love the most however, is Jeremy Francis Morin. That's right, Francis. I love his middle name, it's so Italian, like him. Here are just a fraction of the reasons I love my husband:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. He is goregous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. He waited to have sex until his wedding night. He saved that moment just for me, and I saved it just for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. He always covers his eyes during boobie shots in movies, he knows I'd cover them anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. He always makes me feel beautiful, celluite and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. He loves me like God loves the Church, just like he's supposed to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. He lets me pay him with kisses for cutting my hairs (that's right he cuts all of 'dem).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. He likes all the same movies, music, YouTube vidoes and tv as I do. And he'll watch Bon Qui Qui over and over with me because he knows that if he didn't I WOULD CUT HIM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. He can make me laugh anytime of the day no matter how bad of a mood I'm in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. The other night before falling asleep he steam rolled me. This is not some weird sex position, it is simply that he rolled over and over me almost crushing my ribs. This annoyed The Bud so he jumped up on the bed and began licking us until we stopped. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. He is my personal Noah Calhoun (The Notebook, as if I should even have to write that) and any other perfect romantic movie hero you can think of. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. God sent him to me to protect and care for me, which he does non-stop everyday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244121713376596770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbc6ey5kyI/AAAAAAAAADM/jS_lqRpVeFA/s320/Honeymoon+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;12. He makes faces like this in pictures when I think he's smiling. Jerk. Hot Jerk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. He laughs when I fart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. He talks about our children (not ready just yet) and dreams about what they'll be like with me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244122962412578722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbeDL0SJ6I/AAAAAAAAADU/BBD2gUBufxk/s320/Wedding1+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. He got this excited when we were finally married!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbe6_2r2gI/AAAAAAAAADc/Dqxms_g6R8A/s1600-h/Wedding1+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244123921274100226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbe6_2r2gI/AAAAAAAAADc/Dqxms_g6R8A/s200/Wedding1+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbfiKn4dqI/AAAAAAAAADk/TpTweTo1YTY/s1600-h/Wedding1+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244124594179700386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbfiKn4dqI/AAAAAAAAADk/TpTweTo1YTY/s200/Wedding1+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My two favorite photos from our blessed day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well folks. That's it for today. I just worked out with my trainer for the first time and I know it's going to take me at least 20 minutes to shower because my dern arms are still shaky. Thanks a lot Billie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8553191989413970906?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8553191989413970906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8553191989413970906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8553191989413970906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8553191989413970906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-family.html' title='More Family...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMbXmu1oz9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SRLEky6sAM8/s72-c/001_24A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4865419882375703225</id><published>2008-09-08T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:34:16.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa. Two blogs in one night. I know. Well, my love was working out after he got home and now is off to the store. I love him. He is so good to me. More on that later... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to do a meet the family type blog. This way, if you don't know me all that well, you could get a little closer. Some of photos might be funny and old. Or some of the people might also be &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWyOaNLfaI/AAAAAAAAACM/9fQIuDyra50/s1600-h/DSC_0052+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243793301765324194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWyOaNLfaI/AAAAAAAAACM/9fQIuDyra50/s320/DSC_0052+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;funny and old. But, they're&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWytXl5WrI/AAAAAAAAACU/T_7xXXgsXlQ/s1600-h/DSC_0074+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243793833639631538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWytXl5WrI/AAAAAAAAACU/T_7xXXgsXlQ/s320/DSC_0074+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These lovely ladies are my mama (left) and my mama-in-law, mamasita. The strapping young lad in black is my daddy. And the man in the peachy shirt is a dear friend of the family (practically my uncle) Mr. Mike. I was always taught to say Mr and Mrs and so even though most of my parents' friends are like family I have to call them Mr. Mike and Mrs. Candi. It's just my upbringing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWzuPvZbUI/AAAAAAAAACc/hsTQHqWRAvY/s1600-h/R001-021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243794948223495490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWzuPvZbUI/AAAAAAAAACc/hsTQHqWRAvY/s320/R001-021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWz6JOsGHI/AAAAAAAAACk/A-NZVnf3fDs/s1600-h/R002-007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243795152634124402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWz6JOsGHI/AAAAAAAAACk/A-NZVnf3fDs/s320/R002-007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how we usually find my brother. Sitting on someone with food shoved in his always open pie-hole. I do heart him, though. The two hot totties in this photo are my sister and my sista. The beautiful bean pole is my baby sister and the hot blonde is my best friend of almost 19 years. I've loved both of my sisters my whole life (even before I had a sister of any kind I wished and prayed for one). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243796553647046114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMW1LsaMveI/AAAAAAAAACs/e5vBh6LkX8M/s320/Matt+and+Me+076+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know.  Goregous photo.  I hope Stacy (sister-in-law) is not mad I put this up.  This is Stacy and her fiance Matt.  Matt and I actually went to high school together (Class of '02) before he knew Stacy.  They are one beautiful couple and I cannot wait to be in the wedding and a part of their perfect day.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is so much more I want to share about my family and friends, but it is time to shower and then bed.  I know, I'm an old fart, but when you have to be at work at 7am, early bedtime is welcomed.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4865419882375703225?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4865419882375703225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4865419882375703225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4865419882375703225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4865419882375703225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWyOaNLfaI/AAAAAAAAACM/9fQIuDyra50/s72-c/DSC_0052+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-635831790135274931</id><published>2008-09-08T17:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:24:13.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bud'/><title type='text'>Greetings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is why I love my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;. I am constantly greeted in the same manner pretty much everyday. When I get home, my pup Foster, affectionately known around the homestead as &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"The Bud",&lt;/span&gt; greets me. Now, there are many different ways that he does this. If I get home from work early, he is groggy and has &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; clue why I'm home. This greeting is almost like I've invaded his privacy and it takes a minute for me to a) find him (hiding in the guest bathroom) and b) to get him to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;wiggle waggle&lt;/span&gt; mode. For those not in "the know" (anyone other than Jer and I) &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;wiggle waggle&lt;/span&gt; is when Foster gets so excited that his body cannot keep up with the demand of his rear as he &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;wiggle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;waggle's&lt;/span&gt; his tail-end excitedly. However, if I get home at a normal time he is right there in my face, wiggling and waggling, with an expression on his face that says, "I'm so glad you're home." Also, a little bit of "Take me out &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;, woman!" Either way, it is a nice thing to come home to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWWPqpCHTI/AAAAAAAAACE/bAPz7Tnd9Os/s1600-h/Foster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243762537031408946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWWPqpCHTI/AAAAAAAAACE/bAPz7Tnd9Os/s320/Foster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; face I get to see when I step through our door.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's the husband's greeting.  I'm either running around cleaning, watching TV, or on the computer so The Bud is the first to get to Jeremy when he walks in.  And while Jeremy loves all the wiggles and waggles, he still says hi to me first.  It goes a little something like this, hit it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy: Hi &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wife&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(smooch smooch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy: Hi &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bud&lt;/span&gt;.  (scratching furry white tummy and chest, kisses on the head, loves all around)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more smooches between me and the hubs and us and the Bud continue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my favorite greetings.  The ones you get when you walk in the door from a day at work that may or may not have been pretty crappy.  I mean wouldn't everyone much rather be at home with the loves of your lives than at work?  I would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-635831790135274931?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/635831790135274931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=635831790135274931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/635831790135274931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/635831790135274931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/09/greetings.html' title='Greetings...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SMWWPqpCHTI/AAAAAAAAACE/bAPz7Tnd9Os/s72-c/Foster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-5174670542370924235</id><published>2008-08-27T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:25:16.731-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><title type='text'>So Much Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we got to see Grace Elizabeth and all her cuteness. She is tremendously cute. I mean really, most babies look like wet worms when they're first born. GE just looks like a little soft angel who makes faces like she just smelled a fart. She has the sweetest features. Oh, baby fever go away. I didn't get any photos, but I soon will. For now, she is our little ya-ya. YA YA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I got some film developed and found some fun pictures to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239370581170529282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SLX7yMFNJAI/AAAAAAAAABk/1aTeiJL2Tik/s320/015_10A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the most handsome dog. Our Foster B. Wellington Morin. We respectfully call him The Bud. This is right before he got a much needed haircut. I'm tellin' ya, he's not that fat, it's all fur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239371043799060386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SLX8NHgcT6I/AAAAAAAAABs/5Kzf3eFsyC4/s320/024_1A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite flower. Peonies. These were from Whole Foods and lasted forever. They were beautiful and I couldn't help but stick my face in them everytime I walked by. That in the background is my cute blue chair from the flea market. The color just reminds me of summer and sweet tea with mint. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239371761768819762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SLX826JxbDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7_9XeRO4VhA/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My boys. The Bud with his eyes closed and mine are surprisingly large. I usually have tiny eyes when I smile. Thank you Lord for my sweet family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239372871732751026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SLX93hFy6rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sEmZJFjZYbw/s320/the+boys.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luke and Dominic.  Our hilarious and not-too-shabby pair of nephews.  They are so funny.  Luke is three going on 76.  He's great.  And Dominic is about 7 months old is has the sweetest personality.  We don't get to see them as often as we'd like, but we think about them quite often.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, to bed.  6 am comes quite fast.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-5174670542370924235?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/5174670542370924235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=5174670542370924235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5174670542370924235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/5174670542370924235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-much-stuff.html' title='So Much Stuff'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SLX7yMFNJAI/AAAAAAAAABk/1aTeiJL2Tik/s72-c/015_10A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6166074715692020910</id><published>2008-08-27T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:50:11.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GE Whirlpool</title><content type='html'>Well, my first niece is here! We ain't blood but it don't matter. She is already a part of me. I am so excited to get off work and meet this little girl that I've talked to many times already. God is truly amazing in the gifts that He continues to give us. Thank you Lord for keeping Laura and Gracie safe. Pictures of the GE to follow as soon as I can meet her!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6166074715692020910?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6166074715692020910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6166074715692020910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6166074715692020910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6166074715692020910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/08/ge-whirlpool.html' title='GE Whirlpool'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4757412540845934171</id><published>2008-08-26T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:52:34.812-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neilson Family'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>So I just read this woman's blog: Stephanie Neilson.  She is an amazing woman of God with a gorgeous family.  She and her husband were flying in a private plane (her husband is a pilot but we're not sure if he was flying) and the plane crashed.  The good friend piloting the plane died.  Christian and Stephanie are still in chemically induced comas and are covered in burns.  They are stable and their faithful family has all the hope in the world that they'll pull through.  The couple has four children who are now with Stephanie's sister.  This story just teaches us to live everyday with love, laughter, and with no limits.  Just go to Stephanie's blog and you'll see just how creative she is, how in love with her family she is, and how much she loves the Lord.  It makes me kiss on Jeremy even more than I normally do (which is a lot so I hope he doesn't mind) and makes me think about my day to day life.  I hope I'm making the Lord proud and living this life he gave me to the fullest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they are not dead and no where near it.  I just pray that they get better so they can see their beautiful children once again.  Stephanie and Christian, I pray that you feel your family's faith and know that they love and care for you deeply.  Peace be with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4757412540845934171?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4757412540845934171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4757412540845934171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4757412540845934171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4757412540845934171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/08/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2491655446421315884</id><published>2008-08-18T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:35:14.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>Summer's Slipping Away</title><content type='html'>This is the last week of camp.  I always get sad no matter how old I get.  I have so much fun during the summer and knowing that my favorite season is coming to an end is sad.  I have to wait three more seasons to feel that joy I get everytime summer rolls around.  So, as a toast to the season I thought I'd write a list (I adore lists) of my favorite things about summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The very begining of summer when you know what's coming is going to be a blast...&lt;br /&gt;*Bold blue skies behind bright green leaves&lt;br /&gt;*Salty skin and hair from an amazing day on the beach&lt;br /&gt;*Floating on a boogie board in the tidal pool that forms in the late afternoon on Sunset's expansive beach&lt;br /&gt;*Reading full books for fun&lt;br /&gt;*Lightning bugs&lt;br /&gt;*Tanned skin&lt;br /&gt;*Smell of suntan lotion and sea air&lt;br /&gt;*Rocking in rocking chairs with friends talking about nothing in particular&lt;br /&gt;*Camp assemblies filled with dancing and just having fun&lt;br /&gt;*Driving down to the beach with the windows down and the dog in the back listening to James Taylor with my hubby at the wheel&lt;br /&gt;*Water (pool, ocean, lake, doesn't matter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only a few of the many things that I adore about summer.  Ofcourse, I am one of those people that can mourn one season ending and get pumped about the next season in the same breath.  So, not to steal thunder from summer, a short list of why I love fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Football (NC State to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;*North Carolina State Fair (never missed a year)&lt;br /&gt;*Leaves changing&lt;br /&gt;*Jeans come back into my daily life&lt;br /&gt;*So do my cowboy boots&lt;br /&gt;*Leaving the windows open all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we all can think about our summers and hope that the joy never fades.  But also, embrace the upcoming fall season as I'm sure it will be just as delightful as summer 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2491655446421315884?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2491655446421315884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2491655446421315884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2491655446421315884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2491655446421315884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/08/summers-slipping-away.html' title='Summer&apos;s Slipping Away'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2863095820976665974</id><published>2008-07-29T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:01:28.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I sat and read all of Kelsi's answers, so maybe someone will read mine!  Thanks half-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT??I have scars on both my knees because when I was a kid I just didn't understand my mom when she said "Stop running down that hill!!!"&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?Ugh, in our bedroom there's nothing.  The rest of the house has art, photos, the usual.&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU SNORE, GRIND YOUR TEETH, OR TALK IN YOUR SLEEP?Me? Snore? Why, never!!!&lt;br /&gt; 4. WHAT TYPE OF MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?I'm going to have to copy Kelsi and say I love everything! Except Emo and hard core rap.&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?I never knew until a couple of years ago, and now I can't well remember.&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?Just to love everyday.&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION?IF that means something I've bought then it'd have to be my pup.  I love him to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW TALL ARE YOU?5'9”&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?Nope.&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?Yup.  I freak myself out most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?Jeremy. But I was being a girl if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT’S YOUR WORST FEAR?Agree with Kelsi again, having Jeremy taken away from me.&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown hair and hazel/green eyes.  My hubby is quite handsome!&lt;br /&gt;15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF BEING PROPOSED TO AT?On Sunset Beach at sunset.&lt;br /&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?If I had to choose, I'd say coffee but I'm a Coca-Cola person.&lt;br /&gt;17. FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?Cosmic Karma pizza from Mellow Mushroom: pesto, sundried tomatoes, fresh tomatoes, pizza sauce and cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?I really just want a Sonic Limeade!&lt;br /&gt;19. FAVORITE COLOR OF ALL TIME?Green&lt;br /&gt;20. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH?NO, unless there are goldfish in sushi and I just didn't know it.  Not on purpose let's just say that.&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST MEANINGFUL GIFT YOU'VE EVER RECEIVED?That's tough because I think most people put a lot of though into all their gifts.  I think I'd have to go with Jeremy giving me my grandmother's wedding band to use as my own band.  Beautiful man he is.&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?I'll always have one on Jc Chasez and Justin Timberlake, oh the Nsync days were glorious. But in real life, I'll always have a crush on my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?Nope&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?J. Crew &amp;amp; surf companies like Volcom and Billabong.&lt;br /&gt;25. WHO IS THE HOTTEST FEMALE/MALE CELEBRITY?Besides Nsync, I'd have to go with Shia LaBouf; and I think Jessica Biel is beautiful and Reese Witherspoon.&lt;br /&gt; 26. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW?Yes, my Foster!&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT KIND IS IT?He is an Australian Shepard/Chow mix.  Adorable.&lt;br /&gt;28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?Can't say.&lt;br /&gt;30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:Lame.&lt;br /&gt;31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?Brunettes, duh!&lt;br /&gt;34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?Jamaica, Ireland, Italy, and Bahamas.&lt;br /&gt;35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?Temper.&lt;br /&gt;36. MET ANYONE FAMOUS?Nope.&lt;br /&gt;37. FIRST JOB?Ymca Day Camp Counselor, and where am I working?&lt;br /&gt;38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?OH have I...&lt;br /&gt;39. DO YOU THINK EVERYONE OUT THERE HAS A SOULMATE?I do believe in soul mates, but I also believe you can fall in love multiple times.  I haven't, but I know people who have truly loved more than one person.  It's just batural.&lt;br /&gt;40. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED THIS OUT?At work being productive.&lt;br /&gt;41. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY?No.&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?My humor, my hair, and my legs. I prefer hearing the first one.&lt;br /&gt;43. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES?No, never needed them.  Thanks mom!&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?Money. Isn't that awful? We just have a lot of things we want to do with the house and what not.&lt;br /&gt;45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?Four.&lt;br /&gt;46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?My middle name is Leigh after my dad, Lee.&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT IS THE BIGGEST TURN OFF OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?Smoking or being dumb.&lt;br /&gt;48. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU MISS ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL?No real responsibility, agreed Kelsi!&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?Tresseme shampoo and Dove conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?Yes, and it's taken me a long time to perfect it.  I'm still tweaking it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;52. ANY BAD HABITS?I have a lot. I'm late a lot and I'm quite lazy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;53. ARE YOU A JEALOUS PERSON?No.&lt;br /&gt;54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?Totally.&lt;br /&gt;55. DO YOU AGREE WITH FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS?.Nope. Someone will always get hurt-agree!&lt;br /&gt;56. DO LOOKS MATTER?I think for initial attraction, but you can move past looks.&lt;br /&gt;57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?Scream it out. That's how I was raised.&lt;br /&gt;59. WHAT’S YOUR MAIN GOAL IN LIFE?To have a family that is happy with who they are.&lt;br /&gt;60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?Sports equipment and a trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?I don't know.  Who knows that?&lt;br /&gt;62.WERE YOU A FAN OF BARNEY AS A LITTLE KID?NO but my sister was, oh the agony.&lt;br /&gt;63. DO YOU USE SARCASM?No. (dripping with sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;64. MASHED POTATOES OR MACARONI AND CHEESE?Mac and Cheese&lt;br /&gt;65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?Humor, hottness, and if it's Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?E-Money (rarely)&lt;br /&gt;68. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW?The Office, Friends, reality TV of all kinds&lt;br /&gt;69.WHAT’S THE BEST WAY TO DEAL WITH YOUR ENEMIES?Kill them.&lt;br /&gt; 70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?Chocolate. Add in some peanut butter and I'm in heaven.&lt;br /&gt; 71. DO YOU HAVE ALL YOUR FINGERS AND TOES? Um, yes.&lt;br /&gt;72. DO YOU HAVE A COMPUTER IN YOUR ROOM?In the guest room.&lt;br /&gt;73. PLANS FOR TONIGHT?Dinner, tv.&lt;br /&gt;74. WHAT'S THE FASTEST YOU'VE EVER GONE IN A CAR?I think I went to 110 and shat myself.&lt;br /&gt;75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?Sure.&lt;br /&gt;76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?My dog sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;77. LAST THING YOU DRANK?Water.&lt;br /&gt;78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?Husband.&lt;br /&gt;79. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX?Smile.&lt;br /&gt;80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?Art, hang out with my boys, see family and friends, watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE?I love to hate people.  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;82. FAVORITE MONTH OF THE YEAR?I love Summer and Fall, but my birthday is in December so it's a toss up.&lt;br /&gt;83. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF CANDY?Oooh, this is hard.  Snickers, Reese's Pieces, and Chewy Sweet Tarts.&lt;br /&gt;84. HAVE YOU EVER REALLY AND TRULY HAD A BEST FRIEND?I have a soul mate: Jeremy, a kindred spirit: Christie, and plenty of bosom buddies...but Chrisitie was my first best friend and other than the hubby, she still is.&lt;br /&gt;85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?Brown&lt;br /&gt;86. EYE COLOR?Hazel, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;88. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?I love Taco Bell and Chic Fila.&lt;br /&gt;89. FAVORITE RESTAURANT?Macaroni Grill, Mexican of any kind, Mellow Mushroom, The Rockford, we love eating out.&lt;br /&gt;90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;91. Last thing you watched?Saved by the Bell this morning.&lt;br /&gt;92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?My birthday. December 30th&lt;br /&gt; 93. PLAY ANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS?Nope&lt;br /&gt; 94. REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT?Neither.&lt;br /&gt;95. KISSES OR HUGS?Hugs for all, kisses for my man.&lt;br /&gt;96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?Relationships.&lt;br /&gt;97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?Stuff for camp with the YMCA's money.&lt;br /&gt;98. DO YOU HAVE A LOW SELF ESTEEM OR A HIGH SELF ESTEEM?Depends on the dern day.&lt;br /&gt;99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?Nothing. Sad because I love to read.&lt;br /&gt;100. DESCRIBE YOUR LOVE LIFE:Satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kelsi for helping me waste 35 minutes of my life.  I do love these....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2863095820976665974?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2863095820976665974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2863095820976665974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2863095820976665974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2863095820976665974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-i-sat-and-read-all-of-kelsis.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-6437324032497010769</id><published>2008-05-08T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:17:48.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Breaks</title><content type='html'>There are many things in this world I don't understand. One thing that has plagued me since childhood is animal cruelty. Jeremy will tell you, I cannot watch National Geographic shows that even show the "circle of life." When I was child I used to cry when a horse would fall in a war movie and I sobbed when Old Yeller was killed. I just have a huge heart for animals and their well being. Awhile ago I heard about the Taiji dolphin slaughters that occur every year in a small bay in Japan. These horrific whalers and fishermen trap whales and dolpins in a bay and net off the only way out. Then they proceed to slaughter the mammals with harpoons as the water turns blood red. Witnesses have said that the water is so thick with blood you could dip a paint brush in it and be able to paint a deep red onto a canvas. As I write this my eyes are filling with tears again because I cannot believe this happens. This is not the circle of life. This is humans taking their power over these animals and making a profit. Not only does this cruelty happen to the dolphins and whales but most often their meat (which is soaked in mercury because of contaminated waters) is then sold in markets and used in school lunches!!! Can you believe this?? I have sent out an email to almost everyone I know about a petition against Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart actually has a hand in the Japanese market that sells this meat. I am no longer shopping at Wal-Mart (there are many other reasons not to shop there, too). If you want to sign the petition I will post the link below. Water is a part of me as much as my arms and legs are. The animals that inhabit the world's oceans and seas should be left to live as they have forever. I am so sick of animal cruelty and this is one cause that I'll not forget or let slip to the back of my mind. Thanks for joining in the fight. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/991643794?ltl=1137650675" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/991643794?ltl=1137650675&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savejapandolphins.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.savejapandolphins.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198025805484315234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SCMY7gU00mI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty9ZeijmGr0/s320/whale+killing.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                    A fisherman's boat in the bloody waters of the small bay in Taiji Japan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198026204916273778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SCMZSwU00nI/AAAAAAAAABM/UrC-rCkHenc/s320/bay+with+blood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                            An arial shot of the bay where so many cetaceans are killed each year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-6437324032497010769?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/6437324032497010769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=6437324032497010769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6437324032497010769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/6437324032497010769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-heart-breaks.html' title='My Heart Breaks'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j9JrS7n86Fg/SCMY7gU00mI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty9ZeijmGr0/s72-c/whale+killing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-4703808086527815428</id><published>2008-04-27T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:36:09.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilmington and such...</title><content type='html'>Well we just got back from a wonderful weekend at the beach.  We were lucky enough to stay at my parent's beach house and then head into Wilmington for dinner and what not.  I must say sleeping is amazing, esp. when you don't have an alarm screaming at you in the morn.  We did have a great time and it gave us time to enjoy each other and actually have a couple of conversations without life getting in the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of tomorrow morning, the diet begins.  Jeremy and I are very excited that this time it might actually work (ahem).  We bought a scale and everything.  Let's pray that we at least stay healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it, until next time.  Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-4703808086527815428?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/4703808086527815428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=4703808086527815428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4703808086527815428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/4703808086527815428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/04/wilmington-and-such.html' title='Wilmington and such...'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-8523801811975376105</id><published>2008-04-11T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:12:12.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG</title><content type='html'>'Ello Friends!  Oh man.  I do love the blogging (as much as I wish I didn't).  But it is nice to just sit and talk about yourself for awhile.  So I'll only be able to update this joint on the weekends since I have NO time during the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was kind of sick.  It was really crazy because working with other people's bratty-ash kids is crazy in and of itself.  Plus we were short staffed, so that was fun.  To top it off, I went to get my hair dyed for the first time (professionaly, I've done it myself before).  I showed her a couple of pics and then we were off.  Well (said like Laura), it didn't turn out as I had hoped.  It was bright blonde and orange.  No, I have no pictures.  However, the same girl squeezed me in tonight after the salon closed and totally fixed it.  I love it and as soon as I get some photos of the new do I'll put some up.  It's light but not too crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that was kind of lame post, but not too much has gone on this week.  The hubby is still hot and I still love my puppy so much.  So, until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-8523801811975376105?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/8523801811975376105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=8523801811975376105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8523801811975376105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/8523801811975376105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog.html' title='BLOG'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247619283318271443.post-2006382083595421926</id><published>2008-03-30T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T18:12:57.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peer Pressure</title><content type='html'>PEER PRESSURE&lt;br /&gt;By: Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For centuries parents have always dreaded the age when their precious children would feel the effects peer pressure. First, it starts with their friends' opinions being more important than the parents'. Later, it turns to more serious offenses such as drugs, sex, and the influence of that rock n' roll music (or noise, as we like to call it). If the children make it out alive through all of that there is still one sin darker than the previous: blogging. The never ending checking of status', changing opinions and favorites, constantly uploading and adding comments of photos, the incessant finger-clicking and typing, and the sallow color the skin becomes due to lack of fresh oxygen and sun. This must stop. Leading researchers say that if it continues newspapers will ink their last issue, shops will close, the ozone will disintegrate, global warming will actually happen (thanks Al), and Britney will be fit for motherhood. Hopefully we are not too late. Generations from now could never know that such a thing even existed. We hope that you will join the fight to eliminate the blog from our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for our next blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247619283318271443-2006382083595421926?l=fosterandstella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/feeds/2006382083595421926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247619283318271443&amp;postID=2006382083595421926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2006382083595421926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247619283318271443/posts/default/2006382083595421926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fosterandstella.blogspot.com/2008/03/peer-pressure.html' title='Peer Pressure'/><author><name>Jeremy &amp;amp; Erin Morin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14359015356490447030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
