tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79954562579746904112024-03-13T11:39:35.121-07:00The CraysThe Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-24098490389173059402013-06-04T11:53:00.000-07:002013-06-04T11:53:08.511-07:00outside shenanigansElla LOVES playing outside, especially in the water. Here are a few pictures of her outdoor adventures :)<br />
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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKZbl_XS7AT26HdIxE0hgjj8JkfD5cvmyvTZzMTkxZXmWfIrf_faVf1mAfWHYM-UoQkdmVdFpuNV8P9nDLg8nUiRiTfbdjZPFy6IgI6bLdQkMwdLpJUqlKCA9iEq-jyciB_2YEJsbiCNV/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKZbl_XS7AT26HdIxE0hgjj8JkfD5cvmyvTZzMTkxZXmWfIrf_faVf1mAfWHYM-UoQkdmVdFpuNV8P9nDLg8nUiRiTfbdjZPFy6IgI6bLdQkMwdLpJUqlKCA9iEq-jyciB_2YEJsbiCNV/s320/1.jpg" /></a>The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-64263383496606143282013-05-10T22:27:00.000-07:002013-05-10T22:27:31.627-07:00fess up friday fifth editionIt is safe to say that whilst in my youth I was a bit of a character.I pretty much did silly things with my friends all the time and because of modern technology, was able to record it. But these pictures and videos are safely stored on my computer, away from the public eye...or so i thought...<br />
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fast forward to Christmas day 2012. We are having dinner at my parents with my grandparents and siblings with their significant others. I am in the kitchen with my mom, helping her clean up when I hear my dad say "You guys have to see this video. I was cleaning out my old computer when I came across a bunch of videos, I have to show you."<br />
and then I hear christina aguilaras "genie in a bottle" and that takes me back to high school when my friends and I would create silly dances that we would sometimes record....WAIT A SECOND<br />
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I sprint out into the living room "NOOO dad DONT show them!"<br />
but it was too late. <br />
this gem was already halfway through and there was nothing I can do<br />
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the really terrible thing is there are literally 16 other videos (including a pregnant version) that they consecutively watched, laughing their heads off as I hid in the kitchen<br />
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the moral of the story is to delete any video of you doing embarrassing things with your friends because it will surface...somehow<br />
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*also I would like to apologize to the other dancers for posting this video...but...it's funny<br />
The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-88785524635181856072013-04-23T11:32:00.000-07:002013-04-23T11:32:17.525-07:00doTERRA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4W-92s1PNLCHkpsPb_dLE9a0vg39TQomeI2B3lRXSytkeBeVJQ-xofTpcfD-lPaI5NoN8S301QToralbRkogFOrExoeiAmGh3gkA1qN4Pzak4CkkOLZaWT48hDQc4m_7XZ1zcufNgMZCw/s1600/DropADayKeepsTheDoctorAway.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4W-92s1PNLCHkpsPb_dLE9a0vg39TQomeI2B3lRXSytkeBeVJQ-xofTpcfD-lPaI5NoN8S301QToralbRkogFOrExoeiAmGh3gkA1qN4Pzak4CkkOLZaWT48hDQc4m_7XZ1zcufNgMZCw/s320/DropADayKeepsTheDoctorAway.jpg" /></a><br />
I dont know if you guys have heard of doTERRA, but to give you a brief description, they are natural essential oils that can be used to cure...just about everything.<br />
To be honest, I was wary of them at first. It sounded a little hokey pokey to me, I just rub this oil on this part of my body and it feels better? I dont buy it. But my mother, who was a massage therapist, is very much into oils and swears by them and gave me a start up kit because she loves me. <br />
I have finally started using them. and they. are. amazing.<br />
For example:<br />
Lately I have been experiencing a bit of a cough, not a painful one, just an annoying one that keeps me up at night. I have tried, Dayquil, Nyquil, Tylenol cold and flu, but nothing was working. SO last night I whipped out my essential oils, looked up coughing and did what it said. I diluted "breathe" and rubbed it on my throat and chest and then I diluted "On Guard" and gurgled some of that stuff. I slept like a baby. IT WAS SO AMAZING!<br />
Another thing that sold me was my sisters experience: Her daughter, Tessa, had a lot of problems when she was a baby (not serious ones) but she would get really bad diaper rashes, ear infections, and had acid reflux. The medicine that the doctors gave her weakened her immune system which led her open to many more infections. So Mallory decided to stop giving her the medicine and try the oils and she said it was such a great decision! Her experience is here:<br />
http://malandmitch.blogspot.com/2012/07/doterra-love.html<br />
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I think what I also really love about doTERRA is their variety. they dont just have oils, but they also have face wash, lotion, shampoo, conditioner, vitamins etc. Michael LOVES the vitamins and religiously takes them everyday and he loves their toothpaste! He suffers from canker sores, but when he uses the doTERRA toothpaste, he NEVER gets them :) I have never had a canker sore personally, but I guess they are pretty terrible.<br />
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Anyways I just wanted to let you guys know about it, it is something that works for me and my family. If you have a young child I HIGHLY recommend using these. I hate giving Ella Tylenol and stuff because I know it is so bad for liver/body. I love that doTERRA is natural, so i dont really have to worry about "overdosing" and they are so safe to use on babies. I firmly believe that there are a lot of cures to ailments through diets and natural resources, we just need to educate and spread the word! If you want to looks at it yourself here is their website:<br />
http://www.doterra.com/us/index.php<br />
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If you have any questions just let me know, and if you are interested in a product please let me know because i can give you my code that gives you a discount!The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-70573985246859753402013-04-13T12:15:00.000-07:002013-04-13T12:15:38.909-07:00so it's a crazy story...A week from last Tuesday, April 2, Michael and I returned from our class. I immediately left to go get Ella at Michaels moms house. When I got there I got a phone call from Michael asking if Harvey was with me, when I told him he wasn't, Michael said he was going to go out looking for him because he wasnt home. (We figured he must have slipped out when we were leaving for class and didnt notice) About an hour later I got another call from Michael, crying (sorry honey) sayings that Harvey was dead. I drove right back home and Michael said that he went across the street (we live in front of a busy road) and he was asking the neighbors if anyone has seen him. Well one neighbor lady came up to Michael and said that about a couple hours ago a guy was knocking on peoples doors. I guess he hit and killed a tiny dog. Then our neighbor lady described harvey perfectly and then she told michael that his head was all crushed in and he was dead. But the guy didnt leave his number and we walked up and down the street looking for Harveys body. We couldnt find it, we called the vet and animals shelters around our area, but we still couldnt find him. We assumed that the guy took him and buried him. Also, that very morning Michael took off Harveys collar because we were going to shave him/give him a bath. So he didnt have his name tag/our info on him!<br />
Our little family was heartbroken, and it was hard not having his body because we didnt know for sure, but at the same time we were afraid to find it because the lady gave michael a pretty gory description. But after a couple days and no news we finally accepted the fact that Harvey was dead. Fast forward to yesterday, April 12 (Michaels birthday). I get a call from my sister in law, Emily. Apparently she was telling her friend Sara Slate about how Harvey died/the situation. Sara then said "that is so weird, the other day I saw a dog on El Dorado Exchange that looked just like Harvey" (El Dorado Exchange is a facebook page for people who live in el dorado county, you can sell used items, or whatever on there)<br />
So Emily checked out the picture and thought "that looks just like Harvey!" she tried calling Michael, but he was off riding his new motorcycle, so she got a hold of me. Long story short we contacted the person who posted the picture and we were able to pick him up that night! He wasnt injured except for some minor cuts, and the family said they found him a couple miles up the road from our house. <br />
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So I have no idea what our neighbor lady was talking about! Maybe a little dog got hurt and because she was used to seeing harvey I think maybe she just assumed it was him? or maybe she hated him and drove him a couple miles away and dropped him off and then told us he was dead?! I DONT KNOW! but I also dont care. He is home and alive!The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-3604950199877461402013-04-09T20:52:00.001-07:002013-04-09T20:52:22.618-07:00Fess up Friday..and by Friday I mean Tuesday..fourth editionthe time where I hear the truth:<br />
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I have always considered myself a tom boy. I enjoy sports and I usually had more guy friends than girls. I just always got a long with them better. So when I moved to BYUH it was no surprise to me that one of my best friends that I met there was a guy. We were close and we usually hung out with a certain group of guys. However, the strict rules at BYUH would not let us be in each other hales (dorms) which is understandable at a church school. But one day (hypothetically, and I say hypothetically because if i were to say that I actually did do this there is a good chance that I wouldnt get back into any church school, and even though that is not my plan, I like to keep my options open) Anyways one day this particular group of guys were talking about their fifa tournaments (soccer videogame) and I decided I wanted in on that action. So we (hypothetically) decided it would be a good idea if I dressed myself up like a guy and snuck into the male dorms so I can participate in these soccer tournaments. And so I did. (and just so you know I have found that I have a certain skill at being able to look male, which I decided is a talent and lets just leave it at that.) Everything was going fine, and we were playing away and then we hear a knock on the door. <br />
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OH NO<br />
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I would also like to add that the honor code at BYUH is extremely strict, if I was caught I easily would have been expelled from school. and so would have everybody in the room. I guess at the time it didnt really matter to us...<br />
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so everybody kinda freaks out, they push me into the closet, shut/lock the doors and hide any evidence that there is a girl hiding in the room. Come to find out it is only Rob, who is not part of the close group but, a mutual friend. So i breathe a sigh of relief that it is not a RA, but we still dont want him to know that I am there, because some people are tattle-tells. Anyways I am crouched down in this tiny closet, listening to chit chat, when one of the guys (who knew I was in the closet and knew i could hear EVERYTHING) thought it might be funny to ask this Rob person what he thought about me. Now the person who asked the question is actually a very nice guy and I am sure he thought Rob was going to admit he was secretly in love with me. However, that is not what happened. This is the conversation that took place<br />
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Friend: so what do you think of this Sarah Welty girl <br />
Rob: I dont know. I dont understand what the big deal about her is (I wasnt aware that I was a big deal, by the way) she is not that cute, she isnt even that cool. I dont understand why guys like her. I dont get it. I mean if she was cute I would get it, but she isn't.<br />
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OUCH<br />
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Friend: (who is obviously embarrassed and feels bad that he even brought it up): Oh...I dont know I think she is pretty cool and I think she is cute (which I am pretty sure he didnt, i think he was just trying to make me feel better)<br />
Rob: Why?<br />
Friend:....awkward silence...<br />
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eventually Rob left and I was let out of the closet with awkward apologies. To be honest it didnt hurt my feelings that bad, I am fully aware that I am not the most attractive gal, and it would be silly to assume that every male on this earth thought I was cute. but he didnt think I was cool? I mean COME ON! Lets look at the facts:<br />
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I won SECOND place in a hula hoop contest on New years eve while dressed in my little sisters pirate costume. COOL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45fhwrXUNOjxNVusL7H4jHgMcyQwbKPqmBXpq1WgAzd46YyVjxu5_f8ZSpNLyBKek82F4ZN5WuRyeRAst5bcvz8JNGQiQA2kKqG2bAUfAf-huaV9OxkU_n2nCFUYeu_i4VrokgAQlPrnA/s1600/172_8379826594_4694_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><br />
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I am extremely talented at making ugly faces. COOL<br />
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<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtWqLaYb4Ntd1SyDdxjBp7umF5RAitfI6TGEUtIeSdD5UW4ASB2b11eXA1NvOBVbbRaHq09bIeFvbXLFMcWkumsTdvTgqLQUoFe-6-WZeoLP2JBbV_lvksFtUcz8_rO1snZ5PhZO69ZbZP/s320/231156_6309753526_710_n.jpg" /></a>I dressed up like Chris Farley at a church summer camp! (I also was the reason why cross-dressing was no long allowed during skits at girls camp) COOL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6JXFPfAgA9HQ0i2gFcorXOIGyIrPPyLxCZnJc2FZMxOGFC2J1zDO2qs07Pco8mGNwgC7NaGZW_3qem_HAk21ZxaFYYqx4-AL3LRtk98v8r86OAUP_cbaPs8oFevlEK5epN62qVcyTFIpE/s1600/270146_744869245834_3614562_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><br />
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AND when I was in high school this is how I took pictures with my friends!<br />
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In Jr. High I would wear capes and toe socks to school on special occasions! if that doesnt make me cool, then I dont know what does.<br />
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anyways, we eventually told Rob about me hearing everything he said when we were dropping him off at the airport later that year. This pure look of horror came over his face when I repeated word for word what he said about me. It was hillarious and amazing. and for like 2 months after that he would randomly message me on a facebook telling me that his fiance/sister/friend/ thought I was cute. Which is even more funny...uh thanks?<br />
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anyways the moral of the story is to watch what you say about people because they might be hiding in the closet.<br />
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The End.<br />
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The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-21067112824488427312013-04-06T12:36:00.000-07:002013-04-06T12:36:08.089-07:00Harvey Birdman DangerThis post is to celebrate the commemorate the life of Harvey Birdman Danger. Unfortunately he passed away earlier this week and even though this dog absolutely drove me crazy (and just about everybody else) 95% of the time. He was still a great dog and we will miss him immensely <br />
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We'll miss you Harvey!The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-18389604144374434552013-03-23T12:12:00.000-07:002013-03-23T12:12:48.373-07:00Ella 15 Month Update!- she LOVES to play outside. she would be outside all day if I would let her<br />
- she loves to talk and babble. Some of her favorite words are : doggie, daddy, mama, ooooh, hot, hat, eye, belly, bunny, nice, bye, hiii, whats that, <br />
- she REFUSES to say the word please. REFUSES! she has not said it once. usually when I say "say horse" or something she will usually attempt if not say the word horse. but she WILL NOT even try with please. I dont know if this is some sort of mother-daughter power struggle or maybe she just doesn't understand the concept.<br />
- LOVES Toy Story. She will sit and watch that movie on repeat. We bought her a Woody doll for Easter and I am SO excited to give it to her :)<br />
- wears size 4 diapers<br />
- eats everything and loves it. but some of her favorite dishes are pizza, spaghetti (she thinks the long noodles are so cool), bananas, cheese, and of course ice cream<br />
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- still loves her bottle. That is how we usually lay her down for her naps or bedtime is with a bottle, but next week I am going to try and take it from her, but I have no idea what I am doing. Help?!<br />
- loves to play tag<br />
- loves to climb onto couches and then calmly walks off the edge (she has done this twice and thankfully has not hurt herself)<br />
- whenever she is eating something she always says "mmmmmm"<br />
- she usually takes about 2 2-hour naps during the day and sleeps about 10-12 hours a night. she is a great sleeper and I am SO thankful for that<br />
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- stuffed animals/babies are her absolute favorite and she is usually never without one<br />
- she loves to pretend that random things are purses/necklaces and she walks around the house with her little arm holding a purse and something around her neck saying "ooh peeetty"<br />
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- she also loves to do your make up (by brushing make up brushes on your face) and brush your teeth (but not hers, that is usually a struggle) and brush hair<br />
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- she also loves to play clean up. Michael has this jar filled with guitar picks, she LOVES to pour all the guitar picks out and then put them back in one by one and then says "all done!"<br />
- is a little sweetheat, when she sees someone crying (like babies in nursery at church) she just goes up and hugs them<br />
- MY FAVORITE part of the day is getting her out of her crib in the morning. she usually gets so excited to see me that she runs around her crib and does a little dance, and then when I pick her up she ALWAYS gives me a hug and pats me on the back. it melts me and is my favorite part of the day<br />
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words cannot describe how much I love this little girl!<br />
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This one just recently happened and I am proud to add it to my collection of embarrassment.<br />
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I live in Placerville, well actually I live in Diamond Springs, which are both not very well known. All you need to know for those who are from Sacramento area is that I live where you guys travel to to go camping. It is nice, and beautiful, but there are a lot of critters. Well lately at the Cray household we have been having problems with skunks, they have been coming around the house and in our attempt to kill them they spray and the house smells like skunk for a good amount of time. Well I have class two times a week from 5 PM to 10 PM and I was running late to class. Usually I leave my car windows down because I like to leave my keys in my car at my house (only if you saw where I lived you would understand) and I also leave my car windows down because my car likes to randomly lock itself (which I unfortunately learned at a gas station and had to wait two hours before michael got off work to pick me up) anyways I was running late to class and I jump in my car and zoom off. As I was driving I thought I heard an animal scurrying around. I thought it was my dog, Harvey Danger, Who looks like this:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxCaWc7_lJflBNmbZ5q4_RHEzVjC2bSKpRzcafCytFLpUpbGqaLuuIhrGZEiRD403jqHJrfEMKHQ_Xg3gyHr0iX0vMgl5wzEc4M4ATTWXA1onPGyvXWHfMcSmelkFi10YWQYdqexjsazH/s1600/DSC_0036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxCaWc7_lJflBNmbZ5q4_RHEzVjC2bSKpRzcafCytFLpUpbGqaLuuIhrGZEiRD403jqHJrfEMKHQ_Xg3gyHr0iX0vMgl5wzEc4M4ATTWXA1onPGyvXWHfMcSmelkFi10YWQYdqexjsazH/s320/DSC_0036.jpg" /></a><br />
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so I call his name and nothing happens..which isnt too odd considering he is a very rude dog and rarely does what he is told (my fault really) so I call his name again and again nothing happens. So i dont worry about it and i keep driving, a few second later i hear the sound again. this time i am kinda weirded out, soo I take a quick glance over my right shoulder to make sure a killer isnt in my car and I see... a skunk.<br />
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Now is about the time i thoroughly freak out, but quietly because I dont want to scare it and have it spray in my car! So i start saying "oh my gosh its a skunk its a skunk" and i pull over my car on the side of the road...I slowly get out of the car...and I am just trying to figure out how to get this thing out of my car without scaring it! So i slowly open the back door...I slowly open the other back door and then I just stand back away from the car and I hope that the little thing will scurry out on its own. So I wait..and I wait...but I am impatiently waiting because I am sitll late to class. Finally i start to dial my husbands number because he knows what to do in every situation. But he doesnt answer. SO finally I decided I am going to check up on this little guy...I slowly creep forward (for real I am like tip toeing) and then I peak in the backseat...and I see some fur...and then I get a little closer...and closer...<br />
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and I realize that the skunk that i was terrified of was actually my fur hood on my coat which was on the floor in my backseat. awesome. <br />
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and I was late to classThe Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-27075632690134641772013-02-14T15:29:00.001-08:002013-02-14T15:29:37.620-08:00oh dearFor those of you who follow me on instagram/facebook I am sure you have seen the pictures i have posted of the paintings I copied from Katie Daisy. I am a HUGE fan of her work and i loved copying her paintings for fun. If you want to see some more of her amazing pieces she has a shop on etsy called thewheatfield and it is AMAZING.<br />
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It was while I was copying some of her stuff that I thought that maybe I can create some of my own with using her as my inspiration. Therefore the creation of Latter Day Sayings. I was pretty excited about it! At first I was nervous that she would be upset that the sayings I was making would be so similar to hers, and then I thought "this girl is so talented and so successful that she wont care what the heck I do. I mean she has contracts with pottery barn, she has sold over 20,000 items on etsy, she has illustrated a book for crying out loud!" So i decided not to worry about it. and Honestly i figured she would appreciate me trying to create my own then just copy hers. So I set to work. and then yesterday I got a comment on my instagram account on a picture I posted:<br />
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"you are very talented but I wish you wouldn't copy another artist's work. Develop your own style it will feel a lot more rewarding and you certainly have the talent to do so. I noticed the artist has seen your work."<br />
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To be honest I am not sure how I should respond to this. I have no idea who this person is. I am extremely aware that it is similar to katie daisy, I have no problem admitting that she is absolutely my inspiration for these sayings and I give all the credit to her. But is this person right? Should I be ashamed that I didnt come up with an original idea? I dont know and I am seriously considering just shutting down my etsy shop. The last thing I want to do is offend others. I think right now I am just a little heartbroken. The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-55478772500670104062013-02-10T09:43:00.002-08:002013-02-10T09:44:44.948-08:00Latter Day Sayings<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNWltqHHmUDSvuxylUpRNXC3eK75tKw00Dyr0_J7Y21Wngf8Ng2gPfs_OkJeR7xqRvdRG9331ZAgWsbZh940OiNR1tTID9fPYwgL-29575yFfhfJJ5JfnzIyhoOFnXEM-E7v0d_U-Dmtu3/s1600/iusb_760x100.11264634_1qxh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="42" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNWltqHHmUDSvuxylUpRNXC3eK75tKw00Dyr0_J7Y21Wngf8Ng2gPfs_OkJeR7xqRvdRG9331ZAgWsbZh940OiNR1tTID9fPYwgL-29575yFfhfJJ5JfnzIyhoOFnXEM-E7v0d_U-Dmtu3/s320/iusb_760x100.11264634_1qxh.jpg" /></a><br />
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Hello All! If you are my friend on facebook then this post may seem redundant, but I just wanted to share with everyone that I have opened my own etsy shop!!! I am pretty excited about it! I decided to name it Latter Day Sayings because there are so many inspirational sayings that I grew up with in the LDS faith, and I just wanted to share those sayings with everyone! I have LOTS more that I plan to paint/create, but I figured that I would just add them as I go. Here are a some that I have done so far and you can order!<br />
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A few more ideas that I was thinking of creating are:<br />
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1. A true love story never ends (with temple) - I actually already created this but the scan didnt come out very well so I am going to have to think of something else<br />
2. Find Joy in the Journey - Quote by Thomas S. Monson<br />
3. Love at home<br />
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If you have any ideas or suggestions I would love to hear them!!<br />
and for those of you who are not LDS, please dont feel left out! I feel like these sayings can be applied to anyone and I am also creating some that have nothing to do with religion! Those will be posted as soon as I create them also :)<br />
The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-13146176398700900702013-01-27T22:36:00.001-08:002013-01-27T22:36:55.007-08:001 year updatesooo it has been a long time since I updated this, but I wanted to document ella;s first months of being one. At one years old ella:<br />
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-looves to talk, her most common words are: whats that?, doggie, daddy, hiii, nice, ooooh and she has random words here and there like jesus, santa, soft<br />
-she LOVES to walk, when she first started walking she would just walk around with her hands in the hair just laughing because she was so happy she was walking!<br />
- she has sprouted her first tooth! she now has three, on big one on the top and two on the bottom<br />
-she has been more sick in her first month of being one than in her whole first year! she has had a fever multipe times, two colds, and the day after her birthday she was throwing up all day :(..I am so excited for her teething to be over for a while (I think that is what is making her so sick)<br />
- she absolutely adores her cousin Tessa, whenever they see each other in the morning they both start laughing and smiling and reaching for each other. They also hold hands, mostly in the car :)<br />
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-she looooves to eat and likes everything she tries except for strawberry's. <br />
-she weighs 20.6 lbs<br />
- is in the 50th percentile on everything!<br />
-has definitely gotten a lot more saucy! she can throw a fit quick! hopefully she will gorw out of that and we are working on "no hitting" and "being soft" <br />
-mostly sleep through the night and takes either one 3 hour nap or two 1 hour naps, whatever she feels like.<br />
-she loves music and dancing, and when i sing certain songs she will twirl her hands like she is leading music, it is SO cute!<br />
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Michael and I started school last week and I am trying to get an etsy shop started hopefully by valentines day! so we are definitely busy but we are loving our life and our family!<br />
The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-46250652442633784642012-12-27T12:25:00.002-08:002012-12-27T12:25:56.193-08:00ellas first birthdayHer Birthday party was so fun and so many people came to share in this special time with her! We had so much fun! We did the "you are my sunshine" theme and i think it turned out pretty well :)<br />
the decor....<br />
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and lets pause to take at look at this pretty birthday girl...<br />
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ok unpause...<br />
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cousin Tessa<br />
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yes we are wearing matching shirts... love it!<br />
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ella enjoying her lunch<br />
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two wonderful ladies and friends<br />
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baby jack..ellas future prom date<br />
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and now presents! she loved all of them!<br />
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and then it was cake eatin time...and she was into that!<br />
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Thank you everyone who participated in making it the best first birthday party ever!!<br />
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The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-43000668381825363802012-12-07T22:13:00.000-08:002012-12-07T22:13:57.910-08:00fess up friday...second editionI would just like to say that this is probably my most embarrassing moment to date. SO much so that i have only told two people about it in my life (Nina and Michael) well I need to get over this, so I decided I am going to share it, and please understand that I am still just as horrified now as I was about 12 years ago.<br />
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It's sixth grade and time for science camp. My one friend (teachers pet remember?) could not go so I was all by my lonesome that year. I was put into a cabin with a bunch of girls who were in my class but way cooler and cuter than me so we rarely spoke. I was pretty nervous about this set up but so far it was going pretty smooth, and then we had to take showers. In order to do this we had to go with our pile of clothes and toiletries to the shower house and do it there. Well we all went as a group and as I was waiting for the other girls to finish up I set my dirty clothes on the counter and waited for them to finish. The first half of our group left the showers and were in our cabin having a gay old time when the second half of the group came in busting up laughing at something. We were pretty excited to join in on the fun so we asked what was going on. "LOOK SOMEONE LEFT THEIR UNDERWEAR IN THE SHOWERS AND ITS STAINED. EWWWWWWWW" that is gross, and so we giggled and then they produced a zip lock bag with the underwear inside.<br />
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It was my underwear.<br />
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now let me take a second to defend myself, my mother is a serious thrifter through and through, if you stain your underwear for whatever reason, you soak it and wash it and its "good as new." even if you can still see the stain and the slight color of it. but that is apparently irrelevant to my family. so unfortunately i owned a pair of stained underwear. and unfortunately that just happened to be the pair I left on the bathroom counter when I picked up my clothes to go back to my cabin.<br />
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I, however, thought I was smarter than everybody and decided to play dumb... I mean they cant KNOW it was mine. So i played along as they passed around the dirty evidence, everyone equally ewwing at it, and then I decided that I should end this moment and chastised the girls for doing this (teachers pet remember) "why are you guys even looking at this! this is so gross!" hoping that they would feel guilty and gross for doing this and would stop immediately...that didnt happen<br />
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at this time we are all in our bunk beds, I am at the top and underneath me sleeps ashley. well they are still looking at the underwear and STILL talking about who would own such a pair and how gross it is and really i am just horrified, but i still feel safe because they CANT know its mine RIGHT?! and then ashley (who is underneath me and I cant see) announces: "I think I know who the underwear belongs to"<br />
and simultaneously all the girls answer "WHO?!!!"<br />
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and then i see their eyeballs slowly start to look up at me from ashley.<br />
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OH THE SHAME<br />
OH THE EMBARRASMENT<br />
OH THE HORROR<br />
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but what could I do?! What I could I say? <br />
nothing.<br />
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so i didnt say anything, and i pulled out my harry potter journal and pretended like i didnt see.<br />
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we never mentioned the underwear in our cabin again. but it will haunt me forever.<br />
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and just so you know i am now paranoid about my underwear being stainless at all times.<br />
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the end.The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-45340068349697812132012-12-02T20:25:00.000-08:002012-12-02T20:25:07.561-08:00ella is 11 monthsHoly Moly I cant believe we are less than one month away from her first birthday. <br />
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at 11 months ella:<br />
-does not eat baby food anymore, she likes whatever we are eating, even though she still has ZERO teeth, not even a bud.<br />
-doesnt mind getting dressed as much anymore...Thank Goodness.. I swear people thought I was abusive when they would hear me getting her dressed<br />
-has taken her first steps! but there is something that I have noticed about ella: once she has accomplished something, she is no longer interested in doing it. examples include: walking by herself, saying doggie, when she first rolled over she stopped for a while, when she first learned to crawl she also stopped for a while, etc<br />
- she REFUSES to wear anything on her head. The other day I literally fought with her for over an HOUR trying to get her to wear a cute beanie. I pleaded, I tricked, I even tried to guilt trip her by making a sad face when she ripped it off (I know I have problems) but it was all in vain. We left the house with no hats and me afraid that this was a preview to what was to come as she gets older<br />
- she loves books and stuffed animals<br />
- she still LOVES water<br />
- loves showers<br />
- we watched white christmas the other day and every time there was a musical number she stopped what she was doing and watched<br />
- is STILL into everything<br />
- is a CLIMBER, we had to lower her crib because michael caught her climbing over it<br />
-she also hates to wear socks/shoes - she rips them off constantly - this baby has determination for sure<br />
- has added the words "hat" and "pretty" to her list<br />
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she is the greatest thing in the world and i love her more everydayThe Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-49415562105981273272012-11-17T23:48:00.002-08:002012-11-18T17:25:41.803-08:00spill all saturdayI missed fess up friday, so i decided on spill all saturday. anyways here is my embarrassing story for this week:<br />
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the one where I ruin any chance of dating Travis Rodowick:<br />
So last post I talked about how in elementary school i was a bit of a teachers pet, well now I am in junior high. Arguably the most awkward stage of youth, in my case that is nothing but the TRUTH. I made the decision to no longer be a teachers pet anymore (mainly because I now had like 7 teachers and I just cant handle that) and I instead went into a whole new direction. Let's just say I was a free spirit. Yes I might have worn mis-matched toe socks and capes to school (only on special occasions) and yes maybe my dad was terribly embarrassed of me when we went out in public. But I had a blast in Junior High. Me and Lisa Stever (now Williams) were pretty much lovers of life. we were just crazy. all. the. time. But she at least dressed normal. Sometimes we would get bored and decide to do random things like call the radio stations and see how long we could keep them on the phone until they hung up, or we would have people "adopt a pet" (the pet being pictures of animals we found on clip art in word and printed out onto paper..and to adopt you just had to sing your name underneath the picture...) anyways that should paint you a pretty colorful picture of what I was like. Also along with the toe socks and capes I had braces..and no make up...and I would put my hair in ponytail and pull it so tight on my head that I looked bald, I also had no boobs which I guess was important to boys in jr. high (found that out the hard way) So to say the least I was not a looker. but i was completely enamored by Travis and had been since 7th grade. It was now 8th grade and we had a class together! (which i was super stoked about.) Now I understood that I wasnt one of the pretty girls, but I was thoroughly convinced I could win him over with my personality. (I mean who WOULDNT have a good time with someone who wore colorful socks with shorts) So i made it my personal goal in life to be his friend, and then after a little bit of that he would realize that even though some might say i was unattractive he would still like me and decided to be my boyfriend. It was going pretty well, at least on my side. We would partner up in drama and have inside jokes with each other and then one day we watched a movie in class. <br />
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side note - at my junior high we had to wear our ID tags on our persons at all times. It was a safety precaution (ghetto)<br />
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anyways I was busy during the movie trying to charm Travis into falling in love with me by stealing his ID card (obviously theft is how you get people to like you) and he was trying to get it back and then we got in trouble. so he turned around (he was sitting in front of me), I slouched down and we watched the movie. This is also the moment that I learned that i have the tendency to chew on things when I am not paying attention. The movie ended, the lights came on and Travis turned around. A look of disgust overtook his face and I was so confused and then I realized that I had his ID card shoved halfway in my mouth and I was gnawing on it like a dog with a bone. I slowly removed it from my mouth and a long string of saliva followed as it came out. I offered it back to him..he said no thank you (and you get a detention if you dont have your ID card, so I must have REALLY grossed him out) and I knew right then that I just ruined my chance of ever dating him. Instead he dated Julianna Higgins ...and I stayed single until junior year.<br />
but at least by then I ditched the toe socks.<br />
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the end :)The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-56598268769066038412012-11-10T20:45:00.000-08:002012-11-10T20:45:02.172-08:00familyi love my family. a lot :)<br />
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The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-53679125022121614542012-11-09T19:35:00.000-08:002012-11-09T19:35:00.310-08:00fess up fridayone of my favorite things to listen to are peoples embarrassing stories. I think they are hilarious. so I thought it would be fun to share some of my own<br />
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1. the one where I pee my pants:<br />
Some of you went to junior high/elementary school with me, most of you did not, so let me describe myself to you in two words: "teacher's pet" or "brown nose." My goal in life was to be the perfect pupil and have the teacher on my side (this might explain how i could count all my friends on one hand growing up) Anyways I was in fourth grade (yep fourth grade) and I went to Grafton Elementary in Knights Landing. My teacher passed out bathroom passes weekly, and whenever we didnt use ours he would give us a mini candy bar. Well you might not know this about me, but I am slightly obsessed with sweets, so obviously i held out for that candy bar EVERY week and for some reason I also felt like it made my teacher like me more. I prided myself in the ability to hold it for hours. I thought it was a gift, i thought i had a bladder of steel. Well one day we were just getting back from recess and I though "dang i really have to pee" (obviously I would never spend precious recess time using the bathroom.) But i couldnt let myself or Mr. Carter down, I was determined to hold it. So I held it...and held it...and i was sitting on my foot, and bouncing up and down, and finally I decided that I am going to have to sacrifice my sweet candy bar and just use my bathroom pass. At this point I was dancing around my little seat and then it hit me! I needed to go RIGHT THEN. So I rip my binder open and claw through it but i see SO many bathroom passes (i guess i got some kind of satisfaction from keeping all the ones i never used?) and I couldnt find the right week! So at this point the teacher is asking all of us to take our seats and everybody is staring at me (including my teacher ) because i was the only one not sitting in my seat; instead i am sitting on my legs on the floor flipping through my binder like a maniac.... and then it just goes...and i slowly look up...and every pair of eyes are on me. <br />
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and i had no idea what to do<br />
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so i gestured to my friend Yessenia to come over. So while everybody is still staring at me and my teacher is asking if i am ok I whisper to my friend "i just peed my pants"<br />
Let me pause and just say how great my friend was for not laughing at me right at that moment<br />
She grabbed my sweater and covered my bottom half as we shuffled sideways to the bathroom. <br />
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Well to give you a little more background information my mother was a teacher at that elementary school and it was about 45 min away from my house, so unfortunately I did not have the option of having my parents pick me and take me to ice cream as i wallow in my self pity and they comfort my bruised ego. Instead I had to dig through the lost and found and try to find some strangers pants/socks I could wear since mine were covered in pee. I spent the rest of the day in baggy boy shorts and mismatched socks with soaked shoes (because my mother made me wash them in the bathroom sink) So from then on i was pretty much the girl who peed herself when she was 10. Even though I tried to play it off like I just ripped my pants ("then why was it wet when you stood up?" Dang, they saw right through me!)<br />
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Thankfully I moved schools the next year (unrelated) and I never saw any of them again!<br />
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The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-41455360001445376242012-11-07T14:46:00.000-08:002012-11-07T14:46:29.661-08:0010 months oldMy little Ella bean is 10 months old!<br />
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at 10 months ella:<br />
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- loooves to babble, she will yell and whisper and talk and point all day! her newest vocabulary word is "whats that" (whasstha) she likes to point at new things and ask what they are, what a cutie<br />
- DESPISES getting dressed. She fights it EVERY TIME. she literally screams like she is in pain, like we are torturing her. I am not kidding, its a battle<br />
- was sleeping through the night but this last week i think she started teething because she literally wakes up 4-5 times a night, just crying out in pain.. poor thing, i hope its over soon! its so heartbreaking to hear her cry all night<br />
- is obsessed with magnets<br />
- her favorite thing to drink in the world is water<br />
- is not a fan of strawberries<br />
- she just starting to venture out to standing on her own, usually she stands a second or two before she decides to sit down<br />
- she is also obsessed with keys<br />
- loves to dance and we like to have dance parties at our house every now and then, i need to capture it on video!<br />
- has a ticklish spot - her tummy! she does these big belly laughs whenever you tickle around her belly button<br />
- eats everything we eat, even meats. but her favorites are either dessert (mainly ice cream) or Pickles. for real is this my daughter or what<br />
- she likes to say "ooooooh" a lot. its pretty cute :)<br />
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she is such a joy in my life and i am so grateful i have her!<br />
The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-51464082724383987442012-10-27T21:17:00.001-07:002012-10-27T21:17:50.027-07:00get over itsometimes I will look at pictures of others and I feel bad about myself. like "dang her hair is perfect, why isnt mine perfect? I suck at being a girl" and then I pause and I realize that that person probably spent a good 1 hour - 1 1/2 hours just on their hair alone and then I picture myself sleeping in my warm, big, comfy bed for that extra hour...and I get over it.<br />
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sometimes I look at a girls face and think "dang her makeup is amazing, why cant my makeup look that amazing" and then i realize that her makeup is probably hundreds of dollars, maybe not at once, but accumulated, and then i picture all that scrapbooking paper i could buy... and i get over it.<br />
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sometimes i see posts of flowers that the boyfriend sent and i think "dang i wish michael sent me flowers" and then i realize he does and even when he doesn't he does some other sweet things like clean out ellas diaper genie or warm the car up for me...and i get over it <br />
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sometimes i look at skinny girls, and i think "dang i want to be that skinny" and then i realize that those girls (for the most part) rarely eat dessert, or chocolate, or bread and then i try to picture my life without dessert, or chocolate, or bread..and i literally cant...so i get over it<br />
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sometimes i see the houses people own and i think "dang i would like a house" and then i realize that i will have one someday and then i picture myself graduating from college... and i get over it.<br />
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sometimes i see really really cute clothes and i think "dang i wish i had money so i could show people how cute my style is" and then i realize that the world is simply unfair...and i trrry to get over it...but it is hard because i like cute clothes<br />
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sometimes i look at the success of some of my acquaintances and i think "dang why cant i be that successful" or "why didnt i do that" and then i realize that most of those people had the time and probably didnt have a job and then i picture me working, and going to school, and doing homework, and taking care of ella, and teaching sunday school, and leading study groups, and trying to clean the house, and being a wife...and then i realize that i am successful...and i get over it<br />
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the moral of the story is that sometimes i am really envious of some other peoples lives and then i realize that i might not have money or a house or great hair or perfect makeup. but for the most part i feel pretty good about myself and i need to realize that i am sacrificing now so that i can have a better future. and even though i would love to be a mom that can stay at home with her babies and worry about decorations or do hobbies i just cant do that right now. and then i realize that getting an education will give me options, will be a good example for ella, and will give me a better life...and i get over it :)<br />
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The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-82485367726596308002012-10-24T13:42:00.000-07:002012-10-24T13:42:43.342-07:00i love you like a circlethis last week I found out that my cousin, Ryan, was killed in Afghanistan. I flew out to North Carolina with my family for the funeral and viewing. It was an absolutely beautiful service. I loved that his wife (kayla) did a tribute to him during the funeral and pretty much just told a ton of hilarious stories. It was so great that even though it is a heart-breaking experience there was so much laughter and joy. It was so special that at his funeral we were all reminded of his light hearted attitude and sense of humor. What a wonderful way to be remembered. It was truly a celebration of his life.<br />
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Kayla would sometimes blog about their life and I loved reading them because they were always funny and happy. Here is a little example of her blog (i hope she doesnt mind) and her tribute was just filled with stories like this. I loved it and I am sure he did also.<br />
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Another R talking in his sleep story:<br />
R is asleep in bed. I climb in next to him and toss an extra pillow to the other side of him. He stirs slightly and then mumbles "I like your handbag". I giggled and said "what?!" just to clarify what I heard. He repeats himself. I say, "Boo, that was a pillow". He barely opens his eyes, enough to realize he was talking in his sleep and then says, "Oh no, I was just dreaming about bags". Hahahahaha!!! I guess it's true! Soul mates do exist and looks like I found mine!<br />
And last but not least, R just described a pair of HIS shoes to me as a "wedge"! Idk if I'm more embarrassed that he even knows what wedges are or that he owns a pair of shoes that can be called wedges! Either way, let's never let him live this down, please!<br />
Oh em geeeee, I love that man to pieces! He makes me laugh so much, even if it is at his own expense! :) <br />
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I remember one time a few years ago our whole family was playing cards and Kayla (ryans wife) said something silly like "can hot water burn you" and the whole table laughed, and then she thought about it for a second and said "oh that was stupid" and Ryan laughed and said "not stupid, just not well thought out." Wow. How great is it that Ryan respected Kayla so much that he wouldnt call her or what she did stupid. I was so taken aback by that. It has always made an impression on me and that is just one example of the type of man Ryan was. He was truly an amazing human being and will be severely missed. But I know that we will see him again, and that Kayla and Ryan will be together again. <br />
While I was at their house there were love notes all over the walls and fridge. Little post-its everywhere filled with love and encouragement to each other. It was beautiful and heart warming. I have only seem them together as a married couple a few times, but when i walked into their home i felt and saw their love. how beautiful that they take the time to make the other feel important. how wonderful that they leave them up wherever they are put, not embarrassed by their display of love and affection. They are such a great example to me of how I should treat my spouse and loved ones. I hope that from now on my home is like their home. The title of this post is probably the most common one I saw "i love you like a circle that never ends."<br />
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I know that sometimes we lose sight of whats important for multiple reasons and we forget to show appreciation for the loved ones in our lives. Ryan will always be remember and loved and will live on in our hearts as well as an inspiration for how I should live my life. <br />
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Last but not least i just want to show my appreciation for those serving in the military. Thank you for your selflessness and service. You are all loved and in my prayers.<br />
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"My dear sweet R. He made me laugh every single day. He is a hero. He is a warrior. His life was short but he lived such a purposeful, meaningful life. I am so grateful to have spent 8 1/2 years of my life loving him. He taught me so much. He is the most kind, generous, compassionate, SELFLESS person I have ever known. He lives in my heart. He will ALWAYS live in my heart. I love you like a circle boo bear.<br />
Love, Your Wifffffffffff"The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-14402845031699660552012-10-17T13:20:00.000-07:002012-10-17T13:20:21.121-07:00Ella is 9 months oldwell, she was on the 22 of sept, but I am running a little bit behind schedule. oh well :)<br />
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at 9 months ella:<br />
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- weighs 17.3 lbs (25%)<br />
- is 27.5" long (24%)<br />
- LOVES to crawl, especially when she narrows in on something she isnt supposed to have (dog food, lamp, wires) she loves them all<br />
- said her first real word. NOT KIDDING. its Doggie. That is her first word, I am feeling a little gypped her because i was going for Mama, but thats ok :) I have a video of it and i will post it soon!<br />
- Grandma Mary and Michael swears up and down that she says "sweet" and "nice" but I havent heard it yet :( I was in class when it happened<br />
- sleeps through the night (YESSSSSS)<br />
- is SO smart (i might be a little biased) but when we play pattycake she "pats" and "rolls" and "marks it with a B" It is so cute to see her little pointer finger drawing on her other hand!<br />
- is becoming more and more independent. it is a rare thing when she will just sit on my lap and play, she just wants to get down and play!<br />
- loves being read to, but gets bored if its a wordy book, so we keep it simple. she also loves to turn the pages in the book<br />
- dances! when music is playing she starts bouncing up and down on her bum!<br />
-loves to sleep in her crib, when we dont have the crib we have to use the exercise ball to get her to sleep and she always has to have a stuffed animal with her<br />
-loves bathtime<br />
- is so fun, i love to play with her and she gets such a kick when we crawl around with her on the floor :)<br />
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I love her more and more every second!<br />
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The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-85863883957154401042012-10-17T10:22:00.001-07:002012-10-17T10:22:54.862-07:00Apple HillSo last Saturday my parents wanted to take us to Apple Hill and considering we live about 20 minutes away, it was perfect! We stopped at High Hill and the weather was just beautiful!<br />
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she is OBSESSED with her Aunt Hannah!<br />
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It was a battle to keep those boots on, BUT I LOVE THEM<br />
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We stopped at this yummy mexican food place on the way home, she loved it! and her cheerios<br />
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she had a long day :)<br />
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The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-44370845275420115372012-09-27T21:25:00.000-07:002012-09-27T21:25:10.204-07:00Project LifeHave YOU heard of Project Life? If the answer is no please take a second to educate yourself. It may just change your life.<br />
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Im talking about SCRAPBOOKING!!<br />
Project Life is this really cool scrapbook style that this lady came up with that makes scrapbooking super fun, cute and EASY! Ever since Ella was born I have wanted to make a baby book for her. I started but it was really hard for me to compose pages. Especially because most scrapbook pages you see have like 2 pictures on the whole page. I am not into that. I have THOUSANDS of pictures of this girl (...for real, I do....) and I didnt know how to include all the pictures. WELL Mary Cray saw this scrapbook page on this girls blog that had a bunch of tiny pictures on it, she showed me, I loved it (I even pinned it) and I thought "OK i want my stuff to look like that." But I still didnt know how she did it<br />
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Well Mary Cray was surfing that blog and she saw a link to "Project Life" she clicked it and VOILA. my life was changed forever. I got the kit for my birthday and it is amazing. This lady (Becky Higgins) makes these scrapbooking kits and pre-formatted pages (Hallelujah!) AND she even makes pre assembled papers and notecards that fit perfectly into those formats so ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ADD YOUR OWN PICTURES/WORDS. She made it that way so you dont even have to be crafy and it will turn out cute. Now for me personally, I like to choose my own paper and do my own thing, but it is still SO MUCH cuter than what I was doing before. and easy. and fun. Here is what I have done so far:<br />
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Here is the website. I hope you love it as much as I do. and I hope I just changed your life<br />
http://www.beckyhiggins.com/products/The Crayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03365213379919419797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995456257974690411.post-80461748583245102312012-09-20T19:42:00.000-07:002012-09-20T19:42:53.573-07:00how i know ella is my ellaIts pretty amazing knowing every single little thing about another person. I know i post updates on Ella but most of them are pretty standard and not terribly specific. I mean Ella is so much better in real life because of all the little things she does that makes her her. So i decided to list a couple:<br />
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1. When she is relaxing she puts her foot across her body and rests it on her other knee like so: It is so stinkin cute <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt3OPlmbIDVgooNNypvhekn7eS_EZFp6jtT5UR6G_qp9mIukwymncdFcMpd26-KjJ5V8vTBYDqrPBlVpJQGNECnI-UvSvYiwV53W-VlOAcnzGo4ZlEEIzECg9WA-aVeU7vF1gJCe0UsUz7/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt3OPlmbIDVgooNNypvhekn7eS_EZFp6jtT5UR6G_qp9mIukwymncdFcMpd26-KjJ5V8vTBYDqrPBlVpJQGNECnI-UvSvYiwV53W-VlOAcnzGo4ZlEEIzECg9WA-aVeU7vF1gJCe0UsUz7/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" /></a><br />
2. When she is tired she loves to snuggle things on her face. which sounds weird but i think it is cute. When we have those days where she just will fight sleep sometimes i just cover her face with my silk shirt or one of her baby blankets and she is out in a matter of seconds... then i take it off so she can breathe better...<br />
3. when she gets excited she bounces on her bum and breathes really hard<br />
4. singing can get her attention no matter what. Even if she is throwing herself around in a full out fit, if i start singing, or anybody for that matter, she usually stops within seconds. <br />
5. she sleeps on her side. <br />
6. if she tastes something new and really likes it she will lick her lips over and over again<br />
7. she loves to grab and pinch with her TOES. her father does that same thing and it drives me NUTS, but it is cute coming from her :)<br />
8. She has a sweet tooth like her mama. When we give her a taste of ice cream she will grunt and slam her hands down until she gets another bite. This is what she looks like when we run out:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0cEGXGMumWEu2fZeLlw07nreCUsdG1iGAGbCmLj-67rzNRk5D0l6XHvg-8kWJKI7tVEJwA_dtlqZ6NnD0GhAPxQTDaAGmqjntTTtUaPmItlSVw4XabXi64BKV5LBEIbsDvvhZaMuGTRxT/s1600/0a9019aed83c11e1a9d522000a1e8a7c_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="306" width="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0cEGXGMumWEu2fZeLlw07nreCUsdG1iGAGbCmLj-67rzNRk5D0l6XHvg-8kWJKI7tVEJwA_dtlqZ6NnD0GhAPxQTDaAGmqjntTTtUaPmItlSVw4XabXi64BKV5LBEIbsDvvhZaMuGTRxT/s320/0a9019aed83c11e1a9d522000a1e8a7c_6.jpg" /></a><br />
9. When she is tired she plays with her ears, specifically her right one.<br />
10. she will only snuggle with me (head resting on my shoulder) when we are in the shower. Even when she is asleep and I try to carry her somewhere whenever I try and put her head on my shoulder she wakes up! but when we are in the shower she has no problem cuddling :) I LOVE IT.<br />
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and now you know you my little bean a little better :) <br />
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