<?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-5478557608376555916</id><updated>2012-01-31T17:40:23.702-06:00</updated><category term='Buckley the Dog'/><category term='jockularity'/><category term='My FamJam'/><category term='too much cuteness'/><category term='Yay for Life'/><category term='Playing Grown Up on Etsy'/><category term='our new town'/><category term='Stories Blog'/><category term='let&apos;s be friends who encourage one another'/><category term='Yay for Crafts'/><category term='parties'/><category term='photography'/><category term='tornadoes'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='photobooths'/><category term='people I admire'/><category term='taking pictures is my new hobby'/><category term='Ah Life'/><category term='Sorry this post is so long.'/><category term='music'/><category term='i&apos;m glad i waste time on the internet'/><category term='thankful for'/><category term='Grant&apos;s musical taste is impeccable.'/><category term='Yay for Love'/><category term='Neat Things'/><category term='sweet home alabama'/><category term='yay for clothes'/><category term='One-Year Bible'/><category term='Schoolio'/><category term='thrifty substitutions'/><category term='baby'/><category term='yay for art'/><category term='it&apos;s ok to sit in front of the t.v. if you are also cuddling'/><category term='T-town'/><category term='i hugged Charlie Sheen'/><category term='I love my church'/><category term='i peddle coffee and English lessons'/><category term='yummy in the tummy'/><category term='free stuff'/><category term='Mary Magdalene'/><category term='christmas time'/><category term='grown-up stuff'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Booty Related'/><category term='hilarious'/><category term='Grant A. Premo'/><category term='mommyhood'/><title type='text'>Playing Grown Up</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>856</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4990803448062248822</id><published>2012-01-31T12:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:44:26.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>music: Brooke &amp; the Dr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking a break from cuddling Evie while she naps to listen to some new music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed to listen to Brooke White's new project with Jack Matranga called &lt;i&gt;Night after Night&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, Brooke White is an American Idol contestant from long ago, but I still like her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listen &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/winter-ep/id495948163"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6796861087/" title="Jack_and_white_band by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6796861087/" title="Jack_and_white_band by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6796861087_583af99cb1.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Jack_and_white_band" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, so excited that Conan has offered a live streaming of Dr. Dog's new album on his site today. Think I'll put in my preorder today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever we see Dr. Dog in concert Grant always says that they're a "truly proper rock band." Indeed, they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listen &lt;a href="http://teamcoco.com/drdog"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6796861451/" title="Screen shot 2012-01-31 at 12.27.34 PM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6796861451/" title="Screen shot 2012-01-31 at 12.27.34 PM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6796861451_2482c86f81.jpg" width="423" height="389" alt="Screen shot 2012-01-31 at 12.27.34 PM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6796861451/" title="Screen shot 2012-01-31 at 12.27.34 PM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6796861451/" title="Screen shot 2012-01-31 at 12.27.34 PM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&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;In other music news, I've had the same song, &lt;i&gt;All He Says I Am&lt;/i&gt;, on my song widget over there to the right for ages, but it's still my favorite song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's by Cody Karnes &amp;amp; Kari Jobe, and I listen to it over and over every morning when I get ready to gear up for the day in some good truth - the truth of who Christ has made me and who I can be that day in Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the great lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(you can listen to it on the widget)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He whispers in my ear and tells me that I'm fearless. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He shares a melody and tells me to repeat it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it makes me whole. It reminds my soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am all He says I am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And He says I am His own. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was blinded by the scales upon my eyes. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But He came like a light and burned up all the lies. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He set me free; He reminded me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am all He says I am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And He says I am His own. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chains are broken, the scales are on the floor. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Truth is spoken, I'm no orphan anymore. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am loved. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am new again. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am free. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm no slave to sin. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a saint. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am righteousness. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I'm alive. &lt;/i&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*What's been your favorite song lately?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-4990803448062248822?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4990803448062248822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4990803448062248822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4990803448062248822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4990803448062248822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/music-brooke-dr.html' title='music: Brooke &amp; the Dr.'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8047275947866584726</id><published>2012-01-30T08:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:24:00.994-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>The Detes (the birth detes, that is)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey bloggy friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My what a long time it's been! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a great &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-got-to-pray-just-to-make-it-today.html"&gt;fast from social media&lt;/a&gt;, but I am glad to get back into the blogging game and hear from all my "digital pen pals."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(don't you think blog friends are just updated versions of  pen pals?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I have great news to share, which you may already know:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Evie is here!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay, yay yay!!&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6778767945/" title="photo-24 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6778767945/" title="photo-24 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6778767945_a7c776c8c7.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="photo-24" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to share the detes of her birth:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About three weeks ago, I learned at a doctor's appointment that little Evie was in the breech position. My doctor was ready to schedule a C-section, but I wanted more time for her to turn. I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; did not want a C-section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was biding my time and encouraging little Evie to turn around, she had other plans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At 3:40 in the morning last week, I woke up and thought I peed myself. So I changed pajamas and got back in bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At 3:45 I "peed myself" again. When I got up to change again, I realized there was water all over the bathroom floor. (if you've ever been pregnant, you know that bladder control is actually lost to the extent that you would assume you peed yourself twice in the bed - ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, &lt;i&gt;duh&lt;/i&gt;, Brooke. This is where I realized that my water must've broken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I said, "Grant, don't panic, but my water just broke."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't feeling any pain, so I didn't think I was having contractions. I called my doctor, and he said to come in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant began running around packing his hospital bag. I was all packed up, so I tried to find something to do and decided to put on make up and get ready for the day. I suddenly realized I forgot how we wanted to spell her name and went in her nursery to read her name on gifts people gave her. I thought, &lt;i&gt;Oh crap, what if I spell it wrong on her birth certificate?! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, to Tuscaloosa we drove! Usually about an hour drive, but this time, with Grant's hazard lights on and an ungodly speed, it didn't take long at all. He kept yelling at cars, &lt;i&gt;My wife's having a baby! Get out of the way! Don't you people know what hazard lights mean?!&lt;/i&gt; It really was a shame I couldn't make it more dramatic by doubling over with some major contraction pains. (totally kidding! I'm so thankful for such a pain-free, stress-free ride to the hospital.)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was one nagging worry in mind, however, that I kept praying about on the way - Evie being breech. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I so wanted to deliver normally without a C-section. Since my doctor had talked about the option, I had read about them, and really, really did not want the tough recovery that comes with them. &lt;i&gt;Please let her turn, Lord, please let her turn.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But wanting to follow &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke+22%3A42&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;my Master's example&lt;/a&gt;, I always ended the prayer with, &lt;i&gt;but not what I want, what &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; want. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got to the emergency room, they took us up to Labor &amp;amp; Delivery. They did a quick sonogram and confirmed that Evie was still breech. C-section it was. &lt;i&gt;Okay, Lord, I know you've got this. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't worried and thought they'd take their time, but it turned out that I was having strong contractions every 4-5 minutes (thank God I never felt them!), so they wheeled me back to an emergency C-section. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the hall, they grabbed Grant to take him away to prep him to enter the operating room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the worst time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They didn't tell me Grant would be leaving for a moment - they just grabbed him. Time didn't allow them to tell me much, really. When I was wheeled into the OR the lights were bright, it was so cold, there were so many people rushing around, then lots of people doing very uncomfortable things to me like putting in a catheter, doing the spinal, and doing all the things to prep me for surgery. I just kept thinking &lt;i&gt;this is best for Evie&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;God will take care of us both&lt;/i&gt; and squeezing the sides of the cold metal operating table to deal with the pain of all the poking and prodding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally - Grant came back. They restrained my arms and drew up the sheet so I couldn't see. I felt tugging and pulling and tried to tell myself that they were just prepping the area and sterilizing, not wanting to think that they were actually cutting me open behind that sheet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started to cry thinking of Grant having to watch that. I was thinking that he really had the worst position in this whole experience. Worrying about Evie and watching your wife get cut open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later he told me that the hardest part was smelling burned flesh from when they cauterize the layers to control bleeding. Good thing all I could smell was the latex-y smell from the hospital sheet drawn in front of my face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But soon after I felt the tugging and pulling, I heard the sweetest little raspy cry! Stupid sheet in my face - I couldn't see her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then one of the nurses showed her to me and I was so sad I couldn't move my arms and hold her. Grant went to hold our little one and watch them do all her tests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could hear her crying and him talking to her, and I started crying again. Stupid C-section. I can't hold her yet! I tried to keep it together while they sewed and stapled me back up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon, Grant brought her back over to me and I got to kiss her little face. The prettiest little face I've ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then they took her again. Boo! When I am I gonna get to hold her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, I had to be wheeled to surgical recovery and I couldn't see or hold Evie until I could wiggle my toes. Grant was with Evie, so again I was alone and started to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked at my toes and tried to will them to move. &lt;i&gt;Wiggle, you stupid toes, wiggle!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They must've begun my morphine drip somewhere around here because I really can't remember much after this. I remember being in our final hospital room, but I don't remember getting there. Grant has pictures of me holding Evie, so I guess those stinking toes finally wiggled and I finally got to hold her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next couple of days in the hospital are a little foggy. Pain, sweet visitors that I can't remember talking to who made fun of weird things I said later, lots of holding and feeding my sweet, sweet Evie, and her eating like a champ. &lt;i&gt;ooh, a freebie&lt;/i&gt;, I thought, &lt;i&gt;nursing will go off without a hitch. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't finish a prayer without falling asleep those next few days in the hospital, but I do remember that God sent his &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+16%3A7&amp;amp;version=YLT"&gt;Comforter&lt;/a&gt; to me like never before. The day before I went into labor, I had reread something in the Bible that I've read numerous times before - when&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark%206:30%20-44&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt; Jesus fed the multitude&lt;/a&gt; with the loaves and fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he was on Earth, he went around showing compassion to people by healing them and feeding them. He did that because that's his character - he is both provider and healer. I just prayed over and over, &lt;i&gt;be my Provider and Healer. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Provide me with wisdom to know how to care for Evie. Provide me with healing in my body so I can recover quickly and do the things I need to do for her. Provide energy for middle-of-the-night feedings. Provide me with an assurance of your love and grace at all moments to be my strength and joy. Provide me with enough faith and trust that Your plans are, in fact, perfectly perfect when I start to think I got stinky deal with this whole c-section thing, and when I start to lament that I will probably always have to have them with all my kiddos. Provide for me and heal me. Provide for Evie and Grant and bring Your fulness of joy and wholeness to our little family.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know there are much, much worse things than a C-section, and that they are actually quite common, but it's not what I would've chosen. But like so many things that we wouldn't have chosen for ourselves, it has helped me to grow in my dependence on my God and He has been glorified for his incredible faithfulness through it - and so that makes it a win! And, um, not to mention the incredible gift that came out of it: &lt;i&gt;Miss Evie!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(more on that sweet little subject later!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has also shown me how much I have to be grateful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had never had to experienced surgery, or health problems, or physical pain at all really before this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a wonderful husband who tirelessly jumps to help get done what needs to get done without being asked. (Seriously, he basically had that baby figured out before I came to from the drugs. The nurses kept talking about how impressed they were and I was all, &lt;i&gt;oh yeah that's my adorable baby and my awesome husband, no biggie&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm so, so grateful for a healthy, happy baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would be so thankful for her even if she wasn't this way, but she is such a little contented spirit who has made it so easy for this newbie-Mama to learn how to take care of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a lot to be thankful for, and I don't deserve any of it, but my God is so compassionate and good!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-8047275947866584726?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8047275947866584726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8047275947866584726&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8047275947866584726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8047275947866584726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/detes-birth-detes-that-is.html' title='The Detes (the birth detes, that is)'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-306801385845166394</id><published>2012-01-18T15:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:52:51.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everly June Premo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I (Grant) hacked into Brooke's account to share a little pic of a little baby and proud mama:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65kalU30dEc/Txc-qVDWS5I/AAAAAAAADiU/t036DXjOqXY/s1600/IMG_1095.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65kalU30dEc/Txc-qVDWS5I/AAAAAAAADiU/t036DXjOqXY/s400/IMG_1095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699092750387268498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evie surprised us early-early this morning and decided she had had enough of the womb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9ECKK_-9m8/Txc-qkb3DrI/AAAAAAAADig/sr9hM1fNId8/s1600/IMG_1094.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9ECKK_-9m8/Txc-qkb3DrI/AAAAAAAADig/sr9hM1fNId8/s400/IMG_1094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699092754516610738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-306801385845166394?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/306801385845166394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=306801385845166394&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/306801385845166394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/306801385845166394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/everly-june-premo.html' title='Everly June Premo'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65kalU30dEc/Txc-qVDWS5I/AAAAAAAADiU/t036DXjOqXY/s72-c/IMG_1095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-473316081846729046</id><published>2012-01-13T08:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:42:00.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>little mama lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/225180050088015340/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6550676579_8ec2011640.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="225180050088015340_aGC73BH8_c" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;things I'll miss about being pregnant:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Everybody telling me to sit down when they're all standing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*the Geniuses at the Apple store letting me break in line, then making someone move to give me a stool to sit on while they work on my computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*People giving me adorable little presents for baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Cashiers at Wal-Mart rushing to put my bags in the cart before I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(um, that's a big deal at Wally World. you usually put your own groceries in your own dang cart or get some nasty looks from the cashier.What do you think this is lady - Publix?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Strangers looking at my bump and then smiling at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I don't know if these smiles are if to say &lt;i&gt;aw, life is being created inside of you. what a miracle.&lt;/i&gt; Or if they're smiling as if to say &lt;i&gt;aw, you really don't know what you'r in for, honey. hope you're alright without sleep. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Feeling her kicks and jabs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Having a new room to decorate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*And of course, the end result: my little one!&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 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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;things I won't miss about being pregnant:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Um, puking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(which actually doesn't really even bother me anymore that much)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Clothes not fitting and having to buy new clothes I don't really love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Peeing every 15 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Feeling the extreme urge to pee, then going and realizing that my bladder is actually empty, but there's just a baby on it making me &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I have to pee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*indigestion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*the fact that I was part of the 1% of pregnant women to get &lt;a href="http://www.parentingweekly.com/pregnancy/pregnancy-complications/PUPPP-and-other-pregnancy-rashes.htm"&gt;PUPPP&lt;/a&gt;. It's the worst. If a pregnant lady ever tells you she has PUPPP, be very, very nice to her and buy her many presents. Thank God it only lasted about two weeks for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*not being able to have as much caffeine as this coffee-holic/choco-holic would like to have.&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 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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;things I don't want to do when I'm a mom:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and all the moms out there are thinking &lt;i&gt;yeah right, lady. you're gonna do all these&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*worry about every little thing - I hope I'm a laid-back mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*compare developmental stuff to other kids and then feel bad if my kid's not there yet. or compare myself to other moms and feel bad if i'm not as cool/efficient as they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*worry about the cleanliness of my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*cut my hair off on a whim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I love so many people's short, cute hairdos, but I've had short hair a lot, and I feel pressure to &lt;i&gt;style&lt;/i&gt; short hair, whereas long hair I can put into a ponytail or braid if I can't fix it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*respond out of emotion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(um, I know this is probably going to happen because I'm a human with emotions, but I hope I can train myself to separate my negative emotions from discipline and let my responses be out of love and patience. I know that whenever I have disciplined a student out of anger or embarrassment of their behavior, that I have regretted it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;things I want to do when I'm a new mom:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*get ready every day (as in, put on makeup, real clothes, and fix my hair)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*go outside for a walk everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*focus on teaching kindness over teaching academic things (this is terrible, but I told Grant the other day that I would rather our child be kind than academically successful. thank goodness, she can be &lt;i&gt;both, &lt;/i&gt;and let's hope she is. But seriously, for a teacher, I really don't care enough about good grades.) Although, I still have a lot to learn on kindness myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*this list of what kind of mom I want to be could go on and on, so I'll cut it short :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;moms, non-moms, and not-yet moms, what would you add to my list?&lt;/b&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click image for source&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/5478557608376555916-473316081846729046?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/473316081846729046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=473316081846729046&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/473316081846729046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/473316081846729046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-mama-lists.html' title='little mama lists'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1742233337320600462</id><published>2012-01-13T07:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:31:00.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my church'/><title type='text'>great advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to a financial peace conference at our church last weekend. We figure now that we are out of school and are about to have a baby, we better know how to manage things wisely with our finances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not that you can't do that before you start your job and have a baby, but when you get married in undergrad, then have 6 years of college, you kinda sorta do what you have to do to get by. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a lot of great advice and a lot of me actually learning about grown up things that I pretend to know about when people talk about it at parties but secretly have no idea about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, they played this hilarious video that I thought you should watch: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="288"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/J4vJO8oTo5zAO0QrO_sbLQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="288" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/J4vJO8oTo5zAO0QrO_sbLQ"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love me some Amy Poehler. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's also a three-part message series on my church's website you can watch &lt;a href="http://www.churchofthehighlands.com/media/series/financial-peace-on-earth"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;called &lt;i&gt;Financial Peace on Earth &lt;/i&gt;that I really enjoyed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great. Now I'll be doing disco moves and singing &lt;i&gt;money, money, money, money, MONEY!&lt;/i&gt; for a good hour this morning. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1742233337320600462?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1742233337320600462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1742233337320600462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1742233337320600462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1742233337320600462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-advice.html' title='great advice'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7065191917333016470</id><published>2012-01-12T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T08:53:00.466-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>more faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/279223245616552432/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7032/6635822773_44095e6bbd.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="boat" /&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;I often pray and ask God to give me more faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I hear the verse that says with only the faith of a mustard seed you can move a mountain, I wonder if I can muster up even that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I read this in the One-Year Bible the other day, I was amazed at the simplicity and faith of the whole deal with the fishermen following Jesus and becoming his disciples:&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Walking along the beach of Lake Galilee, Jesus saw two brothers: Simon (later called Peter) and Andrew. They were fishing, throwing their nets into the lake. It was their regular work. Jesus said to them, "Come with me. I'll make a new kind of fisherman out of you. I'll show you how to catch men and women instead of perch and bass." They didn't ask questions, but simply dropped their nets and followed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;A short distance down the beach they came upon another pair of brothers, James and John, Zebedee's sons. These two were sitting in a boat with their father, Zebedee, mending their fishnets. Jesus made the same offer to them, and they were just as quick to follow, abandoning boat and father.&lt;/i&gt;(Matthew 4:18-22 NLT)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow. I just think of what that must've been like. They've probably never heard of this Jesus. They were Jewish, so they knew that a Messiah was supposed to come, but this person is just coming up to them and saying, &lt;i&gt;Hey, I know you're at work right now at your family business, but come with me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My thoughts would've probably been, &lt;i&gt;What exactly will we be doing? I don't know if I have the off-time at work. My dad will be so mad if he has to do this by himself. Where are we gonna go? Have you packed some lunches? Where are we sleeping and getting food?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no. They dropped their nets and went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, people. Let's be honest. That &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to be the Spirit of God within them confirming this man and what he was asking them to do. Assuring them that this man was who he said he was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately God has shown me that his grace is even sufficient for the development of my faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I read about the fishermen and immediately thought,&lt;i&gt; I would've messed that one up big time&lt;/i&gt;, the Spirit assured me that &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; is in me, just as he was with the fishermen. He is bearing witness to the things of God. He is inside me producing faith in the moments that I need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've always been worried about mustering up enough faith, but his Word says in Romans 10:17, &lt;i&gt;"So faith comes from hearing, that is, hearing the Good News about Christ."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what do I have to do to get enough faith? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hear&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His Spirit in me will do the rest. That's what he did for the fishermen/disciples, and that's what he still does for his people!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can strive and strive to produce more faith in myself, but He says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He takes no pleasure in the strength of a horse &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;or in human might. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, the Lord’s delight is in those who fear him, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;those who put their hope in his unfailing love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 147:10-11 (NLT)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click image for image source&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/5478557608376555916-7065191917333016470?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7065191917333016470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7065191917333016470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7065191917333016470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7065191917333016470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-faith.html' title='more faith'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5432177905856733155</id><published>2012-01-10T08:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:44:00.171-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommyhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>hooray - the nursery is complete!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636015351/" title="DSC_0399 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6636015351_f3c1bf2060_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0399" /&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;Hey guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanted to post a few (i mean a lot) of pics from the nursery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We officially finished all projects I wanted to do, so I'm calling this nursery &lt;i&gt;ready for baby&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to tell you more about some of the projects we did because they were super-fun and easy (&amp;amp; cost friendly!), but today, here is a picture-ful post of my favorite room in our house:&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636012777/" title="DSC_0398 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636012777/" title="DSC_0398 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6636012777_c90551b278.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful yarn "E" - a gift from my friend Robbie. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636017567/" title="DSC_0401 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6636017567_2abf1855c2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0401" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636020031/" title="DSC_0402 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636020031/" title="DSC_0402 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6636020031_38762e2647_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="DSC_0402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-scripture print from &lt;a href="http://typographicverses.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-little notebooks for keeping track of feedings &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636022095/" title="DSC_0408 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636022095/" title="DSC_0408 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6636022095_0e6d222302.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her toy bin looks sad with only a few little things, but she'll have some soon enough&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636023865/" title="DSC_0410 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636023865/" title="DSC_0410 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6636023865_9a1464bb35.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;huge dry-erase board made from thrifted frame - for my list-making self&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636025325/" title="DSC_0411 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6636025325_deff444192_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="DSC_0411" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636006611/" title="DSC_0417 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6636006611_5bae7cde96_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0417" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loooove our mobile - a gift made by my sister &amp;amp; brother-in-law. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636004467/" title="DSC_0418 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6636004467_95f17c13b8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0418" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636008933/" title="DSC_0420 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6636008933_61b128a59d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0420" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636026897/" title="DSC_0412 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636026897/" title="DSC_0412 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7159/6636026897_66f1c7ae49_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="DSC_0412" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made the floral wall hanging to look like the one &lt;a href="http://ashleymeaders.com/#527046/flowers"&gt;Ashley Meaders&lt;/a&gt; made for my sister-in-law's wedding. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636029451/" title="DSC_0415 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7031/6636029451_f67367ac43.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0415" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636031395/" title="DSC_0428 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636031395/" title="DSC_0428 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7032/6636031395_896d4cc8d9_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute growth-chart - a gift from her auntie Meg &amp;amp; uncle Mark&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636033579/" title="DSC_0430 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636033579/" title="DSC_0430 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6636033579_dae5c1da83_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0430" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the book corner!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636036379/" title="DSC_0431 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6636036379_c588efe182_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0431" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636039095/" title="DSC_0435 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636039095/" title="DSC_0435 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6636039095_2e35ba6bf1_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0435" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant bought me these hand-made dolls at an art festival when we were dating. Who knew we would get married and our daughter would use them? (well, I hoped!)&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636041667/" title="DSC_0436 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6636041667_cba9ff10de.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0436" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mom gave me this pretty antique dresser a while back, and I thought it went great with the rocking chair my grandmother gave us&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636046847/" title="DSC_0438 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636046847/" title="DSC_0438 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6636046847_5ae44536e6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0438" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(p.s. I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; the ruffly pink curtains from my sister!)&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636048495/" title="DSC_0440 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636048495/" title="DSC_0440 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6636048495_b5e046bb45.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pretty prints from friends&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636051067/" title="DSC_0441 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6636051067_0d821f9bee.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0441" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636053477/" title="DSC_0442 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636053477/" title="DSC_0442 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6636053477_517b80fefb.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a cute &lt;a href="http://www.belleandboo.com/"&gt;Belle &amp;amp; Boo&lt;/a&gt; print my sister-in-law gave me a while back for my birthday&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636056791/" title="DSC_0449 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636056791/" title="DSC_0449 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6636056791_349f96df51.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0449" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My two sisters-in-law Kelsey &amp;amp; Meghan made this sweet, sweet Blessings Box with letters to Evie in it. It's one of my favorite things in the nursery. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636059487/" title="DSC_0452 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6636059487_3123b18053.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0452" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636061839/" title="DSC_0459 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6636061839_5ca40ee440.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0459" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636064833/" title="DSC_0460 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6636064833/" title="DSC_0460 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6636064833_794566914c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0460" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my mom gave me my baby book for Evie to look at. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so glad that Evie's room is ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking around, it's mostly meaningful gifts from sweet friends and family, and it makes me so excited about how loved she already is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, just come along, little one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-5432177905856733155?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5432177905856733155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5432177905856733155&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5432177905856733155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5432177905856733155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/hooray-nursery-is-complete.html' title='hooray - the nursery is complete!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5684490098082580516</id><published>2012-01-09T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:44:00.041-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Life'/><title type='text'>you got to pray just to make it today. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're so right, M.C. Hammer!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Monday Morning, folks!&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 href="&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6663445979/&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;210965563764114322_PbrU91l5_c by b.premo, on Flickr&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6663445979_3f490fe009_o.jpg&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;500&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;751&amp;quot; alt=&amp;quot;210965563764114322_PbrU91l5_c&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6663445979_3f490fe009_o.jpg" width="500" height="751" alt="210965563764114322_PbrU91l5_c" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to drop in to tell you that I will M.I.A. for the next 21 days as far as social media and blogging go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I usually schedule posts on here pretty far ahead, so some fun posts (including &lt;i&gt;loads&lt;/i&gt; of pics from the newly completed nursery!! woop, woop!) will be going up that were already scheduled, but I won't be seeing comments or twitter or anything, so don't think I'm dissing you if I don't respond. (Is it still cool to say &lt;i&gt;dis&lt;/i&gt;?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited about a little social media fast I'll be doing along with my church's biannual &lt;a href="http://21days.churchofthehighlands.com/"&gt;21 Days of Prayer &amp;amp; Fasting. &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;Of course, I won't be fasting from food - being 8 months pregnant - but I will be fasting from all social media (pinterest, FB, twitter, blogs, etc). And since the prayer meetings are at 6 (in the morning, people!), I call that a fast from my usual sleep patterns. :) I'm a pretty hard-core sleeper-inner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I'll see you folks in 21 days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Hey, by then, I'll be &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; days away from Evie's due date. &lt;i&gt;Aah&lt;/i&gt;! We might talk next when I have a little girly here!!! Exciting.)&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6663313269/" title="Screen shot 2012-01-08 at 6.36.13 PM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6663313269_1740aa259a_o.png" width="406" height="197" alt="Screen shot 2012-01-08 at 6.36.13 PM" /&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;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;To "attend" the prayer services live online every weekday at 6:00 a.m., go &lt;a href="http://live.churchofthehighlands.com/"&gt;here&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I'm off to make &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/284894/chocolate-cake-with-milk-chocolate-crunc"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; cake and get ready for the BCS championship. &lt;i&gt;Roll Tide!&lt;/i&gt; You better be rooting for Bama! :) &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click image for image source.&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/5478557608376555916-5684490098082580516?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5684490098082580516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5684490098082580516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5684490098082580516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5684490098082580516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-got-to-pray-just-to-make-it-today.html' title='you got to pray just to make it today. . .'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-3082645973599772309</id><published>2012-01-09T08:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:38:00.366-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free stuff'/><title type='text'>winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595589285/" title="wool felt clutch by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6595589285_1a76d9d809.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="wool felt clutch" /&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;The winner of the wool felt clutch give away is:&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6663313393/" title="Screen shot 2012-01-08 at 6.38.46 PM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6663313393_faaedda562.jpg" width="372" height="163" alt="Screen shot 2012-01-08 at 6.38.46 PM" /&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;Cindy P, Congrats! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Send your mailing address my way at brookepremo [at] gmail [dot] com. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who entered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make your own, check out &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/diy-give-away-winter-clutches.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-3082645973599772309?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3082645973599772309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=3082645973599772309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3082645973599772309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3082645973599772309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/winner.html' title='winner!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5314749173407394875</id><published>2012-01-07T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T18:25:51.297-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><title type='text'>felt ball necklace diy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595449703/" title="felt ball necklace tutorial by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7001/6595449703_beb01b7d77.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="felt ball necklace tutorial" /&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;I made these felt ball necklaces for my mom &amp;amp; sis for Christmas. I love felt balls - the colors they come in are so pretty, and they seem so wintery and cozy. I think they make a great winter-time necklace - like a little bit of comfy sweater to wear around your neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They would be a great little, day-brightening gift for a friend, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though I don't fancy myself a very good jewelry-maker (I guess my fingers aren't small &amp;amp; nimble like an elf), I had fun making these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's how you can make one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What You'll Need:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-package of a few felt balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-necklace chain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-wire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-pliers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-a needle with a hole large enough to thread the wire&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595392421/" title="DSC_0451 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6595392421_e2209c9b5e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0451" /&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;b&gt;Instructions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.) First, line up your felt balls how you want them to hang on the necklace, then cut a piece of wire about four inches longer than the width of them. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595381625/" title="DSC_0432 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6595381625_073c7c27eb.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0432" /&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;2.) Thread your needle with the wire piece. Using the needle, thread the wire through each of the felt balls. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595384129/" title="DSC_0437 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6595384129_0f497161c1.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0437" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595387147/" title="DSC_0439 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6595387147_fdeb369d2e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0439" /&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;3.) Take one end of the wire and use the pliers to create a knot around one end of the necklace chain. I also looped my wire around a few more times to make it more secure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(There are no clasps on this necklace, I used a necklace chain long enough to slip over the head.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595390049/" title="DSC_0450 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7161/6595390049_d56d6f0b98.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0450" /&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;4.) Squish the felt balls together and do the same knot &amp;amp; loops on the other end. Squishing the felt balls together will ensure that you don't have any wire slack showing once you get both sides on the chain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cut excess wire with the pliers. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595395417/" title="DSC_0454 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6595395417_a9f8bdabbd.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0454" /&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;5.) Use the pliers to push any wore that is showing back into the felt ball so only the necklace chain is visible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! You have a pretty felt necklace!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595403799/" title="DSC_0458 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6595403799_4c841c16db.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0458" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595405939/" title="DSC_0465 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6595405939_2988fab626_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="DSC_0465" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5478557608376555916-5314749173407394875?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5314749173407394875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5314749173407394875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5314749173407394875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5314749173407394875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/felt-ball-necklace-diy.html' title='felt ball necklace diy'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1541307062904061281</id><published>2012-01-05T08:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:32:01.194-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>a tree replanted in Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/279293614360648166/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6629177659_25e5d71d55.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="279293614360648166_cz5CsN1M_c" /&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;This is one of my favorite scriptures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Instead you thrill to God's Word, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;you chew on Scripture day and night. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're a tree replanted in Eden, bearing fresh fruit every month, Never dropping a leaf, always in blossom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 1:2-3 (the Message translation)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love the thought (&amp;amp; reality) of being a tree &lt;i&gt;replanted&lt;/i&gt; in Eden. In Eden, everything was perfect. Man walked with God like a friend and talked face to face in the cool evening breeze. Everything was provided and there was no death or shame. Man didn't hide anything from God because there was nothing to hide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we all know what happened there. That went to pot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But our great hope is that Jesus has restored all of this! Because of him, we can &lt;i&gt;be&lt;/i&gt; a tree &lt;i&gt;replanted&lt;/i&gt; in Eden - drawing from God's rivers of Living Water for our nourishment, bearing fruit, and resting in fellowship, free from shame, with our God once again. yay, yay, yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shame can't wither our leaves. Sin can't wither our leaves. Worry and anxiety can't wither our leaves. Situations of life can't wither our leaves. We are. . .&lt;i&gt;Never dropping a leaf, always in blossom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything has been restored through Jesus's obedience and work on the cross! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard for me to live in the innocence and childlike state that Adam and Eve must've enjoyed in Eden - walking with God in complete nakedness. I always feel the need to cover myself with fig leaves. But God wants me, his beloved child, to come to him free from shame, free from hiding, with confidence in the righteousness that Jesus has earned for 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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby.html"&gt;Evie's name&lt;/a&gt; sort of came from this verse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope so much for her to never pick up shame. I hope she will receive grace and fellowship with God through Jesus just like Eve first did in Eden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know a lot of people think of Eve as the one who introduced sin and death. But when I think of Eve, I see myself in her - and it only reminds me of the amazing work of grace that Jesus has done for us. Eve reminds me that he has won us back. He has restored what we once had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No shame.&lt;i&gt; I am a tree replanted in Eden&lt;/i&gt; - walking with God in the evening breeze - enjoying such refreshing freedom through Christ Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click image for image source. &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/5478557608376555916-1541307062904061281?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1541307062904061281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1541307062904061281&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1541307062904061281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1541307062904061281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/tree-replanted-in-eden.html' title='a tree replanted in Eden'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7700534667244274205</id><published>2012-01-04T08:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:26:00.045-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Life'/><title type='text'>resolution is a dirty word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6555105327/" title="2012 Goals by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6555105327_d6df00d0d5_z.jpg" width="494" height="640" alt="2012 Goals" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Here are my little 2012 goals this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited about being in God's Word this year. God blessed me so much last year with his Word, and I can't wait to see what he will show me this year. The Word gives fellowship with my God like I can't explain. I mean, Jesus &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/john/1-14.htm"&gt;the Living Word&lt;/a&gt;. Oh man, I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I use the &lt;a href="http://churchofthehighlands.com/bible"&gt;One Year Bible&lt;/a&gt;, and I'm excited about reading &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/life_ministry/OYB/Blog/Blog.html"&gt;Tricia Gunn's commentary&lt;/a&gt; on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The main things I wanted to improve on this year were fellowship/friendship-based. I want to be better about calling people and &lt;i&gt;talking&lt;/i&gt; rather than relying on the internet for communication. I want to be more proactive when I meet new friends about establishing real-life hangouts rather than thinking, &lt;i&gt;oh I'll get in touch with them on Facebook later&lt;/i&gt;, then never actually doing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I want to be like my friend April, and do thoughtful things for people out of the blue. She makes me feel so loved with her thoughtful little acts. I want to do the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant told me that that 1-hour of internetting rule was pretty strict. It might get bumped up to 2 hours. Who knows. This list isn't a mean teacher. It is willing to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How long is a good amount?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have some goals for eating better, but I think nursing Evie will help me to want to eat healthy, since she's getting what I'm getting. It's been that way with pregnancy. I think I've been eating healthier than ever, since there's another person who is affected by my food choices. I just read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eat-This-Live-choices-younger/dp/1599795191"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; book, and was so freaked out at what they do in labs to food these days. Eeeshk! I've got to start reading ingredients labels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Although, I'm really bummed about my "one dessert a day" rule. I usually eat a dessert with every meal. Yes, even breakfast.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, the working-out goals are for when the Dr. gives me the go-ahead after Evie comes. I'm so excited about starting Turbo-Fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My pastor always talks about the Rule of 5. I'm probably not explaining it well, but the gist of it is: choose 5 priorities in your life and turn them into 5 things you give time, effort, and energy to cultivating everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What would your five priorities be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are some of your goals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'd love to hear them because it's probably something I need to work on too!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you have no goals/resolutions, you must be like Mary Poppins - &lt;i&gt;practically perfect in every way. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(ha! Grant and I were talking about how conceited Mary Poppins is the other day.)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;*P.S. a great &amp;amp; encouraging message on the New Year and new starts &lt;a href="http://www.churchofthehighlands.com/media/message/a-fresh-start#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-7700534667244274205?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7700534667244274205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7700534667244274205&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7700534667244274205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7700534667244274205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolution-is-dirty-word.html' title='resolution is a dirty word'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-3100613265606795997</id><published>2012-01-03T08:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T08:06:00.264-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m glad i waste time on the internet'/><title type='text'>twittercrite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/213709944787066004/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6621146391_9396ccbd2c_o.jpg" width="320" height="240" alt="twitter bird" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just checking in today to tell you that I've officially become a twittercrite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's &lt;i&gt;twitter&lt;/i&gt; + &lt;i&gt;hypocrite&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why am I a twittercrite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because when twitter first came out, I said to all my friends who joined. &lt;i&gt;You just looooove yourself. You want everyone to know every move you make and you think they'll love knowing what you had on your sandwich for lunch, you silly!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I have joined, so that pretty much makes me a pretty big twittercrite. Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, if you'd like to see what this twittercrite is having on her sandwich, you can follow me here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/BrookePremo" class="twitter-follow-button" count="false"&gt;Follow @BrookePremo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script&gt;!function(d,s,id){var js,fjs=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];if(!d.getElementById(id)){js=d.createElement(s);js.id=id;js.src="//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js";fjs.parentNode.insertBefore(js,fjs);}}(document,"script","twitter-wjs");&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(just kidding, I won't tell you about my sandwich. i know you don't care.)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. thank for everyone who gave me their opinions when I was trying to decide to join or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click image for image source&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/5478557608376555916-3100613265606795997?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3100613265606795997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=3100613265606795997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3100613265606795997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3100613265606795997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/twittercrite.html' title='twittercrite'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-6517362630112805790</id><published>2012-01-02T10:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:44:46.318-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><title type='text'>diy &amp; a give away: winter clutches!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595589285/" title="wool felt clutch by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6595589285_1a76d9d809.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="wool felt clutch" /&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;For Christmas, I made my mom &amp;amp; sis some winter clutches using my favorite wintery material - wool felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super easy and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used a pre-made plain wool felt clutch from Hobby Lobby (I don't trust myself yet with sewing zippers, people.), and some wool felt in pretty wintery colors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used &lt;a href="http://papernstitchblog.com/2011/12/14/diy-felt-flowers-five-ways/"&gt;this tutorial&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://news.holidash.com//2010/04/23/mothers-day-corsage/#"&gt;this tutorial&lt;/a&gt; to make all sorts of flowers to put on top, added some wool felt leaves, then I just hot-glued up a storm (the wool felt is pretty thick to sew through so many layers). &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595550151/" title="DSC_0468 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6595550151_65d14d4132.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0468" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595547321/" title="DSC_0467 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6595547321_39d3e2491f.jpg" width="500" height="344" alt="DSC_0467" /&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;I think this would be an easy gift to brighten someone's day throughout this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And guess what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to give you nice readers one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't done a give away in quite a while, so I'd love to make one for one of you. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to enter:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Comment here with your favorite winter activity (sledding, sipping coffee by the fire, etc) to enter once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Post a link to this give away on twitter, facebook, or your blog and get another comment/entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Commenting will close this coming Friday at midnight (01/06/12), and the winner will be announced Monday (01/09/12). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy first Monday of 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-6517362630112805790?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6517362630112805790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=6517362630112805790&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6517362630112805790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6517362630112805790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2012/01/diy-give-away-winter-clutches.html' title='diy &amp; a give away: winter clutches!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1796456750788940633</id><published>2011-12-31T09:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T09:02:00.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Life'/><title type='text'>so long. . .2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6596126531/" title="2011 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6596126531_037226fd34_z.jpg" width="476" height="640" alt="2011" /&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;Every year, we make a  little photo book, and I love going through all our pictures from that year and remembering all we did. I'm so glad we can keep all our memories on our computers these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I really need to get on that "backing up" bandwagon in case my computer ever crashes.)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of my favorite times from 2011:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;January:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started out 2011 with a trip to Colorado with Grant's fam. When I look at these pics before we knew we were expecting, I think of us as so young. ha! Even though, we're really only a year older now. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595787377/" title="photo-1 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6595787377_ca6994c725.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="photo-1" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595789105/" title="photo-3 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6595789105_81740b930d.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="photo-3" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595793955/" title="DSC_0757 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7032/6595793955_caee368732.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_0757" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595798371/" title="DSC_0931 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595798371/" title="DSC_0931 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6595798371_5888676644.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_0931" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we celebrated my mom's bday back in Tuscaloosa at Chuck-E-Cheese.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595800799/" title="DSC_1306 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6595800799_d854ab9624.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_1306" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595803383/" title="DSC_1319 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6595803383_7d77bb260d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_1319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;February:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In February, Buckley shielded himself from the cold weather with a Snuggie. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6596014755/" title="buckley by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6596014755/" title="buckley by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6596014755_fc1df600fe_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="buckley" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather got warm again and we went on many a picnic. (which sometimes turned into naps)&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6596015129/" title="picnic by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6596015129/" title="picnic by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6596015129_ffc9b475d4_o.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="picnic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April was busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Chicago to celebrate our niece's first birthday. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595806169/" title="photo-4 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6595806169_8b5756b77c_z.jpg" width="478" height="640" alt="photo-4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I turned 25 and had a karaoke bday party. So fun!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595808351/" title="DSC_0812 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7163/6595808351_d25d2734a0.jpg" width="500" height="341" alt="DSC_0812" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I threw a backyard brunch for my sweet sis's 27th bday. Brunch is my favorite meal to cook. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595811145/" title="DSC_0905 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6595811145_06f16a8a45_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0905" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595813463/" title="DSC_0946 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6595813463_bd813ecc08.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0946" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595815771/" title="DSC_0960 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595815771/" title="DSC_0960 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6595815771_167d361b9a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is not a &lt;i&gt;favorite&lt;/i&gt; time of the year, but most memorable/life changing - the &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/05/flying-around-in-my-brain.html"&gt;tornado&lt;/a&gt; that happened shortly after on April 27th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In May, Grant graduated law school! All his hard work had finally paid off, and I was such a proud wife. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595826467/" title="DSC_0856 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6595826467_8736c7937b_z.jpg" width="457" height="640" alt="DSC_0856" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595829537/" title="DSC_0907 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595829537/" title="DSC_0907 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6595829537_f6bd6f90f9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0907" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;June:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In June, we went to the beach and our nephew almost had a disappointment about the height regulations on the go-carts. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595834099/" title="DSC_0820 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595834099/" title="DSC_0820 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6595834099_217e8d3bf0.jpg" width="500" height="372" alt="DSC_0820" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it turned out okay.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595831643/" title="DSC_0836 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595831643/" title="DSC_0836 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6595831643_44a60fc9e2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0836" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In June, we also discovered that we would be having a BABY!! (although we didn't share until later)&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;July:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant was out of school, and I was off work - Heaven! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was like a little taste of retirement. (except with no paychecks - ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the lake most days and Grant studied for the Bar Exam. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595834395/" title="IMG_0776 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595834395/" title="IMG_0776 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6595834395_7b196dd10b.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="IMG_0776" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I visited my sis &amp;amp; bro-in-law in San Francisco and participated in the Renegade Craft Fair. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595845247/" title="photo by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595845247/" title="photo by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6595845247_4468c9ee57.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, the very last Harry Potter hit theaters (sad day) and we had a Potter Party with some fun friends before seeing the movie. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595849201/" title="DSC_0353 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6595849201_7afc818e74_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0353" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595848369/" title="DSC_0338 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6595848369_c7990117c5_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0338" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595851265/" title="DSC_0357 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6595851265_c6837c0fcd_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="DSC_0357" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited Nocolula Falls with my fam. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595834717/" title="IMG_0788 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6595834717_2e35d31536.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="IMG_0788" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595835457/" title="IMG_0810 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6595835457_34952795ae.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="IMG_0810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and went fishing with my fam&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595838803/" title="DSC_1175 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6595838803_301a001bb1.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_1175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595841671/" title="DSC_1201 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595841671/" title="DSC_1201 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6595841671_919fb711e2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_1201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we moved to Birmingham for Grant's new job. I'm still getting used to our new city and still have no idea where to get my nails done, but I love it. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595856673/" title="DSC_0307 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595856673/" title="DSC_0307 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6595856673_29ef57e7b6_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also learned that Baby Premo was a girl!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595856899/" title="it's a girl by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595856899/" title="it's a girl by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6595856899_3b89f26e32.jpg" width="500" height="279" alt="it's a girl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant passed the Bar Exam! Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buckley celebrated becoming a fancy attorney's dog by sporting a dapper neckerchief. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6596092001/" title="6198038468_15e50c5508_z by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6596092001_875f258731_o.jpg" width="480" height="640" alt="6198038468_15e50c5508_z" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant's parents got to come down for a football game and to celebrate Grant turning 27. That's old! (not!)&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595906461/" title="DSC_0428 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595906461/" title="DSC_0428 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6595906461_239348ce46.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Grant received his favorite baby gift: an Alabama jersey!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595909081/" title="DSC_0436 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595909081/" title="DSC_0436 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6595909081_8752b7da04_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0436" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we celebrated our nephew's 2nd bday with a basketball party my sister threw. Also, shortly after, my sweet friends birthed their little basketball. (just her, of course, not him)&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595862557/" title="DSC_0552 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595862557/" title="DSC_0552 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6595862557_bf50129436.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_0552" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;November:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet friends and sis and mom threw me the most lovely baby shower for Evie. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595863921/" title="DSC_0478 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595863921/" title="DSC_0478 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6595863921_144bf9175c_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595871399/" title="img_2128 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6595871399_415112be1e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="img_2128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated Jesus's birthday with my family in Tuscaloosa, complete with a giant birthday cupcake. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595875453/" title="DSC_0573 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595875453/" title="DSC_0573 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7161/6595875453_1a89ffd866.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0573" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595873449/" title="DSC_0549 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595873449/" title="DSC_0549 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6595873449_c6d552bf57.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0549" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595894545/" title="DSC_0532 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6595894545_51d81c36a2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0532" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6595911169/" title="DSC_0617 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6595911169_bf65cff0c5_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="DSC_0617" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking through these has made me see that I need to break the ole' camera out a little more than on birthdays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so, so, so looking forward to 2012, and Evie coming soon (just a few more weeks to go!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What was your favorite moment of 2011?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are you most looking forward to for 2012?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1796456750788940633?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1796456750788940633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1796456750788940633&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1796456750788940633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1796456750788940633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-long-2011.html' title='so long. . .2011'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1833541779879382999</id><published>2011-12-30T08:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T08:37:01.573-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>preggo-brain at its finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/8373949276647382/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6550598691_b5f30280eb.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="8373949276647382_UG4gdSug_c" /&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;When I first heard of &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/baby/features/memory_lapse_it_may_be_pregnancy_brain"&gt;pregnancy brain&lt;/a&gt;, I thought it was a crock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmmm . . . my recent foggy head would beg to differ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recent brushes with Preggo Brain:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-putting on all my makeup and realizing I haven't even washed my face or brushed my teeth yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-putting on my socks and lacing up my oxfords and realizing that I'm not wearing any pants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-sitting down at my craft desk with all my supplies lying there in front of me, and thinking for so long, &lt;i&gt;what the heck am I making again?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preggo clumsiness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-falling over when trying to "hover-pee" at Wal-Mart and peeing all over the floor and kind of down the back of my pants. (um, both gross and really embarrassing) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-spilled an entire cup of coffee all over our fabric couch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-tripped and shattered a coffee cup into lots of peices (it was also full of hot coffee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(for a pregnant lady, I sure am drinking coffee a lot. ha! it's just my daily allowance of a cup of 1/2 decaf)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you believe in Pregnancy Brain?&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click image for source&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/5478557608376555916-1833541779879382999?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1833541779879382999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1833541779879382999&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1833541779879382999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1833541779879382999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/preggo-brain-at-its-finest.html' title='preggo-brain at its finest'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7682202193503695469</id><published>2011-12-28T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T09:44:46.275-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><title type='text'>a new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The start of a new year always gets me so excited. I love fresh starts and the chance to reevaluate things in life (which is something we can do all the time, but just feels even more great at the start new year).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not to mention that we are getting a new little person added to our family this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For this New Year, of course, my usual self wanted to throw an all-out New Year's Eve bash, but my 5-weeks-from-due-date-pregnant-self decided to keep it simple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of the New Years ideas I'm pinning for next year, though:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Next year, I'm thinking a fun bash with a countdown at 10 for us and our other kid-having friends.)&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550871575/" title="247346204504139239_Dg7kmW6T_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7159/6550871575_a835793dd9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="247346204504139239_Dg7kmW6T_c" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550871673/" title="247346204504139240_N7abBc25_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6550871673_076f318b0e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="247346204504139240_N7abBc25_c" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550871751/" title="144607838004578732_6CRDU3GG_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6550871751_29e2bcae58_o.jpg" width="360" height="450" alt="144607838004578732_6CRDU3GG_c" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550871865/" title="179158891395815870_plRNDGYI_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6550871865_1784a8b388_o.jpg" width="400" height="600" alt="179158891395815870_plRNDGYI_c" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550872085/" title="200832464602537064_3zliAUDo_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6550872085_1fff82bf7e_z.jpg" width="496" height="640" alt="200832464602537064_3zliAUDo_c" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550872191/" title="247346204504080113_DdzobCKx_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550872191/" title="247346204504080113_DdzobCKx_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6550872191_06d0b3ee50.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="247346204504080113_DdzobCKx_c" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;check out &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/playinggrownup/holiday-crafts/"&gt;my Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; for sources for all these great New Years ideas above. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here are some more great ideas from&lt;a href="http://www.youaremyfave.com/"&gt; You Are My Fave&lt;/a&gt; that I'm bookmarking for next year as well:&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550871437/" title="yamf3 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6550871437_fb3dfa4c76.jpg" width="500" height="369" alt="yamf3" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550871147/" title="yamf2 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6550871147_1486bbf31f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="yamf2" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550870979/" title="yamf by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6550870979_9c15dd3291.jpg" width="500" height="381" alt="yamf" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you keep it simple for New Year's Eve, or do you go all out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;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/5478557608376555916-7682202193503695469?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7682202193503695469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7682202193503695469&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7682202193503695469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7682202193503695469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year.html' title='a new year!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4412893481935409436</id><published>2011-12-27T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T08:53:00.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of doing nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/21181060717142591/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6550501705_903a70843c.jpg" width="479" height="500" alt="confetti" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-from Pooh's Little Instruction Book (A.A. Milne)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of doing nothing is what we do between Christmas and New Years. A great way to end one chapter and start the next, I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna spend the next few days reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/First-Time-Mom-Getting-Right-Birth/dp/0842360395/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1324497719&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; book and re-reading &lt;a href="http://www.forgottengod.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What about you?&lt;/div&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click image for source&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-4412893481935409436?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4412893481935409436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4412893481935409436&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4412893481935409436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4412893481935409436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/lots-of-doing-nothing.html' title='lots of doing nothing'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-6573329306935488902</id><published>2011-12-23T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:18:00.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>some christmas cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the Girls with Glasses because of their cute outfits and because their names are Brooke and Summer like me and my sis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a cute little Christmas song/video they made:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UKF62Y5GCAk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm checking out of the interweb-world for the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you have a very, very, Merry Christmas, friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-6573329306935488902?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6573329306935488902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=6573329306935488902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6573329306935488902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6573329306935488902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-christmas-cuteness.html' title='some christmas cuteness'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UKF62Y5GCAk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4230450010409773330</id><published>2011-12-22T08:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:27:18.693-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><title type='text'>yessss. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man, you can't imagine my excitement over something I just found out. Fist pumps galore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite lady at my church - Tricia Gunn - now has &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/life_ministry/OYB/Blog/Blog.html"&gt;a blog&lt;/a&gt; that follows the One-Year Bible reading plan. She expounds upon a verse from the reading in the &lt;a href="http://churchofthehighlands.com/bible"&gt;One-Year Bible&lt;/a&gt; everyday, and I can't wait to read her thoughts. I think you would love it too. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;(now don't make fun, but I've never actually met this lady in real life, only heard her speak, but I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; her! If I ever run into her at church, I will probably be too nervous to introduce myself. I've gotten shy in my old age.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/life_ministry/OYB/Blog/Blog.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And hop on the One-Year Bible reading plan &lt;a href="http://churchofthehighlands.com/bible"&gt;here&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;I'm so excited that the One-Year Bible is about to start over! I'm not gonna lie, I missed lots of the Old Testament last year. Like, seriously &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of Lamentations. So maybe I'll get me some of those lamentations this year. :)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a separate, but somewhat related note, how cute is this wedding-kiss fist pump?! Oh, fist pumps are great. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550707647/" title="fist pump by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6550707647/" title="fist pump by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7032/6550707647_95e8b9414c_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="fist pump" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-4230450010409773330?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4230450010409773330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4230450010409773330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4230450010409773330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4230450010409773330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/01/yessss_04.html' title='yessss. . .'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-3829685902693601721</id><published>2011-12-21T09:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T09:10:00.332-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>34 weeks :: 6 to go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538703697/" title="crib1 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6538703697_a293cb32f5_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="crib1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(yes, she has a &lt;i&gt;place&lt;/i&gt; to sleep, now let's hope she's a great little sleeper she gets here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I am 34 weeks - hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was feeling a little underprepared because our crib hadn't come in yet, but it came last week and Grant assembled it that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I only have two more little nursery projects before it's complete. (pics to come when said projects are done)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my favorite things in the nursery so far are:&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 href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/58442412/audrey-hepburn-in-funny-face-4x6-art"&gt;Flapper Doodle prints&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538746045/" title="il_570xN.181549892 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6538746045_82e665f658.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="il_570xN.181549892" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/79372231/psalm-4511-8x10-print"&gt;Bedtime Diaries prints&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538746227/" title="il_570xN.262497513 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6538746227_ca41ec9739.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="il_570xN.262497513" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=16809253&amp;amp;color=066&amp;amp;color=066&amp;amp;itemdescription=true&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;search=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;parentid=SEARCH+RESULTS"&gt;pink ruffle curtain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538746645/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-19 at 11.29.33 AM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6538746645_af1cd64b05.jpg" width="287" height="433" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-19 at 11.29.33 AM" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;and pretty &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarnkids.com/products/lillian-nursery-bedding/?pkey=e%7Clilian%7C5%7Cbest%7C0%7C1%7C24%7C%7C3&amp;amp;cm_src=PRODUCTSEARCH||NoFacet-_-NoFacet-_-NoMerchRules-_-"&gt;Lillian crib bedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538746337/" title="img91o by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6538746337_7cce88dc70.jpg" width="500" height="441" alt="img91o" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(p.s. Does anybody know how to make photos taken inside your house not have such a yucky color? I take pictures on manual but shoot with automatic white balance. My photos indoors always seem to have a yellowy-greeny color balance. Advice?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-3829685902693601721?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3829685902693601721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=3829685902693601721&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3829685902693601721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3829685902693601721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/34-weeks-6-to-go.html' title='34 weeks :: 6 to go!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1219822044018445213</id><published>2011-12-19T11:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:56:25.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My FamJam'/><title type='text'>it's beginning to look a lot like. . . well, you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538608861/" title="DSC_0464 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538608861/" title="DSC_0464 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6538608861_79420f0c42.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been very behind in jumping on the Christmas train, but I think I've got it together now. This past weekend, I did all the things you're supposed to do - blasted Frank Sinatra and wrapped presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week, I made a little glittery garland with the fancy glitter paper from Hobby Lobby and decorated my mantle.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538493609/" title="DSC_0433 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7029/6538493609_93ec42c961.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0433" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And made my annual batch of peppermint bark. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538491509/" title="DSC_0439 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7143/6538491509_4ca70c8ac9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0439" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Packaging the peppermint bark is always my favorite part (well, and &lt;i&gt;eating&lt;/i&gt; it). This year I ordered candy boxes from &lt;a href="http://www.uline.com/index.aspx"&gt;Uline&lt;/a&gt;. You have to order at least 100, but I always need little boxes for wrapping throughout the year. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538495815/" title="DSC_0449 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6538495815_7e3591e316.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0449" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538605813/" title="DSC_0452 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6538605813_ec7d2c32d2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and a happy accident born out of my own laziness - did you know you could crunch up candy canes or peppermints in the blender? You probably would've thought of that, but I got so tired of crunching them up and decided to try it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I love to crunch candy canes up in the blender, make some coffee with the delicious CoffeeMate Peppermint Mocha creamer, put a dollop of whipped cream, and top with the candy cane flakes - so perfect!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538489331/" title="DSC_0431 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6538489331_c9b87eabec.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0431" /&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;(I like how the camera chose to focus, not on the peppermint flakes in the blender, but instead on my huge baby belly. ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, despite having 5 more presents to make and wrap, I'm feeling great with some presents wrapped and under the tree! &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538486851/" title="DSC_0427 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6538486851_00dc13dc6d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0427" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538481451/" title="DSC_0429 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6538481451/" title="DSC_0429 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6538481451_8243c41915_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0429" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for Christmas Eve brunch at my Mawmaw Clara's with her annual tomato Red-Eye gravy and biscuits. It's seriously the best thing I eat all year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can't wait until Christmas Eve night when we all spend-the-night at my parents and participate in the "Feats on Strength" to see who can open a present first. And then the pretend "Airing of the Grievances."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's one Christmas tradition we are missing out on this year, though, due to me being preggers - no going to Denver to spend time with Grant's family. Which also means no snow and no skiing.  Boo! At least next year we will get a White Premo-fam Christmas with a sweet, little girl in tow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What traditions do you most look forward to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1219822044018445213?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1219822044018445213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1219822044018445213&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1219822044018445213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1219822044018445213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like-well-you.html' title='it&apos;s beginning to look a lot like. . . well, you know'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8534225975207231990</id><published>2011-12-16T10:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:10:21.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the promise of his presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/269371621431771266/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7163/6521510547_28c0786e9f_z.jpg" width="441" height="640" alt="269371621431771266_lqEKUd3V_c" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. . . For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Romans 5:5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loving the promise of his presence today!&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 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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holiday check up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*today I am making &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2010/12/peppermint-bark-wrapping-presents.html"&gt;my annual batch&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.abouteating.com/peppermint-bark-recipe.shtml"&gt;peppermint bark&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*so excited about the packaging (my favorite part of wrapping)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I have only 5 more Christmas presents to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I made 10 Christmas presents this week while drugged out on Benedryl, so I hope the names on them are spelled correctly. I honestly don't remember making them. ha!&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click on image for image source&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5478557608376555916-8534225975207231990?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8534225975207231990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8534225975207231990&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8534225975207231990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8534225975207231990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/promise-of-his-presence.html' title='the promise of his presence'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1630231174106943630</id><published>2011-12-14T09:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:17:37.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>one, two, three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you all so much for your comments giving me on advice on Twitter vs. Facebook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so neat to hear how y'all use the both of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three things on my mind today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cute are these board books for babies? I will definitely start collecting these for Evie so she can be a little bibliophile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pride-Prejudice-BabyLit-Board-English/dp/1423622022"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6511075879_fb569c1c25_o.jpg" width="300" height="300" alt="116483506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pride-Prejudice-BabyLit-Board-English/dp/1423622022"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6511075955_66ab7c5c7b_o.jpg" width="300" height="300" alt="116483513" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pride-Prejudice-BabyLit-Board-English/dp/1423622022"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pride-Prejudice-BabyLit-Board-English/dp/1423622022"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6511076171_3fe9043244_o.jpg" width="320" height="320" alt="300451_114356062002085_108942315876793_76776_941282857_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how I wish that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a.) I would've known about these cute maternity sewing patterns by Megan Nielsen earlier in my pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.megannielsen.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6511077189_e65ef76458_o.png" width="480" height="142" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-14 at 9.51.37 AM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.megannielsen.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.megannielsen.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6511076879_bb6a4fa559.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="maternity_survival_pack1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;b.) I wouldn't have been puking up my guts and actually felt like sewing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;c.) I was better at sewing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;d.) That if none of the above can happen, I can order this skirt and shirt by the same designer as part of my cute new mom uniform. &lt;/div&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 href="http://shop.megannielsen.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6511076985_682f3d5eb1.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Ridgeway_1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.megannielsen.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.megannielsen.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6511077083_3ac15bb853.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Chantilly_1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What, oh what, does a pregnant lady who only has four outfits that fit her now wear to look cute for Christmas? &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.refinery29.com/10-styling-secrets-from-j-crew-s-holiday-catalog/slideshow#slide-9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.refinery29.com/10-styling-secrets-from-j-crew-s-holiday-catalog/slideshow#slide-9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6511075815_bd1a6ae92d_o.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="j-crew-holiday-2011-catalog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outfit Ideas, friends? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better yet, &lt;i&gt;links&lt;/i&gt;, friends?&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*click on images for image source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1630231174106943630?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1630231174106943630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1630231174106943630&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1630231174106943630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1630231174106943630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-two-three.html' title='one, two, three'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-3696971710775155188</id><published>2011-12-14T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:55:59.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>don't be a jerk, it's christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya'll, Christmas is just around the corner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People keep saying things like, &lt;i&gt;OMG, I'm finally done with my Christmas shopping. I was so behind. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not comforting to me (I still have far to go.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(BTW, Grant says I'm a major Scrooge because I said the other day that forced gift giving takes all the fun out of it. &lt;i&gt;Sorry&lt;/i&gt; if I like to buy people gifts when I'm thinking of them because I love them and randomly want to make them feel special and saw something that I truly think they'd enjoy owning rather than scurrying around town trying to mark people I love off a list like they're grocery items. Just sayin'. I think this means that I need to Christmas shop all year long so I won't feel pressure and so I'll enjoy gift-giving more, and have time to give people more meaningful gifts. P.S. I know gift-giving is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; not about me enjoying it, but rather the &lt;i&gt;person&lt;/i&gt; enjoying the gift. Gee, I hope I'm not really a Scrooge!)&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;N-E-Wayz, I love that SpongeBob is promoting anti-jerk behavior around the holiday season. This is hilarious:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#000000;width:368px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; "&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:video:spongebob.com:442217" width="360" height="293" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding:4px;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Get More: &lt;a href="http://spongebob.nick.com/videos/spongebob-squarepants-videos"&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants Episodes&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://spongebob.nick.com/shows/spongebob-squarepants"&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://spongebob.nick.com/games/spongebob-squarepants-games"&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What about you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you finished all your shopping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you Christmas shop all year long, or are you a big ole' procrastinator like me?&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/5478557608376555916-3696971710775155188?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3696971710775155188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=3696971710775155188&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3696971710775155188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3696971710775155188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-be-jerk-its-christmas.html' title='don&apos;t be a jerk, it&apos;s christmas'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-2825186763306311798</id><published>2011-12-12T08:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:33:01.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>twitter or facebook?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6496264171/" title="tumblr_lsv4v15jBq1qbatwqo1_r1_500 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6496264171_2a45cd750a.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="tumblr_lsv4v15jBq1qbatwqo1_r1_500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;(love these &lt;a href="http://typographicverses.com/post/11281136303/james-4-5-what-he-gives-in-love-is-far-better"&gt;scripture prints&lt;/a&gt; my friend, &lt;a href="http://adam-and-e.blogspot.com/"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt; showed me!)&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lend me your technological wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For a person who loves blogging, I'm not very techno-savvy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, I signed up for a twitter account last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really only signed up so I could follow my pastor because I almost missed Kari Jobe leading a night of Christmas worship at my church. It was a surprise - it wasn't announced or on the website but he talked about it on twitter. I was so glad I didn't miss it - It was so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, like anything that I invite into my life, as I make a choice to welcome something new, I think about something I can get rid of.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You might think that sounds strict, but it's part of me wanting to &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2034:14&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;pursue peace&lt;/a&gt;. I don't think peace will creep up on you in today's society with all there is out there and all the world offers. I think I have to pursue it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was thinking of getting a Twitter account, it seemed like the natural thing to cut out in its place would be Facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So anyway, that leads me to my question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twitter or Facebook?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some pros/cons already in my mind:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't get on Facebook often, but when I do I get annoyed by the feed because I don't know who half the people are. (this is my fault for friending anybody who asks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would twitter makes this problem better because I could choose who I follow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Facebook is helpful in getting in touch with people that I'm not super-close to and maybe don't have their phone numbers yet. Maybe not having Facebook would make me get to know people faster by making me be like, &lt;i&gt;Hey let me get your digits so we can be friends. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, I don't really understand Twitter, and it would take me some time to learn what all this stuff means: #  @   (what?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you find more fun things to do with Twitter or Facebook?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you had to pick one, which one would you go with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come on, people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm leaving it up to you! :)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;*And now for some eye candy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a pic of Kari Jobe's cute, cute holiday outfit she wore the other night:&lt;/div&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/karijobe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6496101233_8533d7fc20.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="kari jobe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(a cute little red sweater dress with a full, swingy skirt and a gold belt. And those cute shoes and tights! I sure do miss cute tights since I've been preggers. But tights are not going over this belly.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here's my favorite Christmas song she sang:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="gsSong3093777479" name="gsSong3093777479"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=30937774&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=30937774&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The First Noel by &lt;a href="http://grooveshark.com/artist/Kari+Jobe/861212" title="Kari Jobe"&gt;Kari Jobe&lt;/a&gt; on Grooveshark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and favorite regular song she sang:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="gsSong2452473117" name="gsSong2452473117"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=24524731&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=24524731&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The More I Seek You by &lt;a href="http://grooveshark.com/artist/Kari+Jobe/861212" title="Kari Jobe"&gt;Kari Jobe&lt;/a&gt; on Grooveshark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&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/5478557608376555916-2825186763306311798?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2825186763306311798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=2825186763306311798&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/2825186763306311798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/2825186763306311798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/twitter-or-facebook.html' title='twitter or facebook?'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8621827270251810566</id><published>2011-12-08T08:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:06:00.810-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><title type='text'>holiday gifts: hot cocoa kits with printables</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think half the fun of gift-giving is packaging/presentation and also little personal touches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't always have a lot to spend when I want someone to know I'm thinking of them, and personalizing gifts with printables makes an inexpensive gift a little more special, I think. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437280711/" title="DSC_0456 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6437280711_492264de15.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0456" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437282527/" title="DSC_0459 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6437282527_3c8a7b42c3.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0459" /&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;For this birthday gift, I used some &lt;a href="http://blog.elephantshoelove.com/diy-downloads/printables/"&gt;free printables&lt;/a&gt; from Elephant Shoe Designs (the tags, stickers, and cards download &lt;a href="http://blog.elephantshoelove.com/diy-downloads/printables/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), and added the names by adding a text box over the image in Adobe Illustrator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put some mini-marshmellows in a ziplock baggie, then cut the paper to size and stapled it on both sides so it looked like a real package. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I made the little pom using &lt;a href="http://candicecarpenter.typepad.com/photos/yarn_pom_pom_tutorial/vday-tut-16.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; tutorial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know there is probably a list of hot cocoa kits as gifts as long as my arm around blog-land so this is nothing new, but I wanted to share a list of great spots for printables so you can make your gifts more personalized and special this holiday season, no matter the gift or what budget you're on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun places to get free printables:&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 href="http://justsomethingimade.com/freebies/"&gt;Just Something I Made&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.elephantshoelove.com/diy-downloads/printables/"&gt;Elephant Shoe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.creaturecomfortsblog.com/printables-freebies/"&gt;Creature Comforts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/columns/downloads.html"&gt;Creating Keepsakes &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.heylook.fi/search/label/freebies"&gt;Hey Look&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;Share your suggestions in the comments if you have great places around the web where you get free printables to help with wrapping your gifts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-8621827270251810566?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8621827270251810566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8621827270251810566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8621827270251810566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8621827270251810566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-gifts-hot-cocoa-kits-with.html' title='holiday gifts: hot cocoa kits with printables'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-94590152623564899</id><published>2011-12-07T11:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:24:33.708-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>32 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6472446273/" title="32 WEEKS by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6472446273_73b427d88b_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="32 WEEKS" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm at 32 weeks today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the next two months, we'll have our little one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's keep it real, though - these weeks in the 3rd trimester have not come without the normal pregnancy woes you hear of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;INDIGESTION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It keeps me up all night long and is with me all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Constantly burping what feels like lava in my throat (stomach acid). Tiny little useless burps. I'd give anything for one big, rude, crude, BELCH to ring out from my gut and clear away all the indigestion. Even if this monstrous belch came in public, I wouldn't care. I'd let it ring out and then say, "Did you &lt;i&gt;hear&lt;/i&gt; that?!" like Buddy the Elf. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f1Xh35MymZo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ha! I love Buddy.&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And rib pain. I am carrying my little one so high that it goes straight from boob to uterus, with nowhere for the ribs to go. The poor ribs. They just flare out like butterfly wings and try to stay intact. When I slightly turn to check my blind spot in the car, the poor things can't take the gentle twist and feel like they'll just crack into pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And being SOB. No, not what you're thinking - get your mind out of the gutter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Short of Breath!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'd think I just swam around the Atlantic after I walk up the stairs to my seat in church. And forget singing the songs during worship. I see stars if I try to use the air required to sing after walking, so I just mouth along and throw a little clapping in there.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;But despite all these little pregnancy ailments, I love, love, love Evie. Even when she kicks me right in my already-fragile ribs, I forgive her because I'm so glad she kicked and said hello to me during my daily tasks.  What a day-brightener she already is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My thankfulness for her and excitement for her to be here overshadows even the most annoying of pregnancy woes!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-94590152623564899?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/94590152623564899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=94590152623564899&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/94590152623564899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/94590152623564899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/32-weeks.html' title='32 weeks'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/f1Xh35MymZo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8712713214673883013</id><published>2011-12-06T08:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:17:00.786-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><title type='text'>buzzz. . . a diy beehive lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437263101/" title="beehive pinata by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6437263101_245cdc1eaa_o.jpg" width="300" height="400" alt="beehive pinata" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I originally saw this tutorial for a beehive pinata on &lt;a href="http://www.ohdeedoh.com/ohdeedoh/entertaining/simple-decor-make-a-buzzing-beehive-pinanta--147771"&gt;Ohdeedoh's&lt;/a&gt; blog, right around the time my friend Julie said that she was doing her nursery in bumble bees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought it would be so cute in her nursery, but wanted to make something a little more lasting than a pinata, so I used their general idea to make a hanging lamp. (I ordered the hanging light bulb from Ikea.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took me forever to finish (her baby is like 5 months old now!) because they took the tutorial down, and I was on my own as far as figuring out how to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used &lt;a href="http://thecraftsdept.marthastewart.com/2011/05/paper-lanterns.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; tutorial from Martha Stewart for covering the paper lantern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so easy and didn't take very long. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437263193/" title="LD107183opener011-329x360 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437263193/" title="LD107183opener011-329x360 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6437263193_ef49476bdc_o.jpg" width="329" height="360" alt="LD107183opener011-329x360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buckley looked on for moral support as I attached all the circles.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437276305/" title="DSC_0415 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437276305/" title="DSC_0415 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7001/6437276305_6c11ebc88f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0415" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(P.S. you need &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; less little orange circles than you think. I cut out loads and only used about 1/4 of what I cut out. All I know is, the next friend of mine who has a birthday is getting a load of big ole' orange confetti thrown at them.)&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437272867/" title="DSC_0395 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437272867/" title="DSC_0395 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6437272867_128bb2622e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, I hot glued the little poms together to make the bumble bees. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437265673/" title="DSC_0420 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437265673/" title="DSC_0420 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6437265673_5130758855.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437269573/" title="DSC_0421 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437269573/" title="DSC_0421 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6437269573_2268b74f73.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0421" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cut about an inch of black pipe-cleaner and wrapped it around the bee's body. I didn't even glue these on because the wire makes them stay on pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437267623/" title="DSC_0422 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7029/6437267623_ccac836f82.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I cut little wings out of cardstock and glued them on as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I glued the little bee-guys to their hive. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437271147/" title="DSC_0428 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6437271147_0e8254138e_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stick the light in and voila - a little beehive lamp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437278739/" title="DSC_0432 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437278739/" title="DSC_0432 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6437278739_ca6c429d93.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope my friendy liked her very be&lt;i&gt;lated&lt;/i&gt; nursery gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5478557608376555916-8712713214673883013?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8712713214673883013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8712713214673883013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8712713214673883013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8712713214673883013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/buzzz-diy-beehive-lamp.html' title='buzzz. . . a diy beehive lamp'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1972244809247257461</id><published>2011-12-05T08:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:33:00.177-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><title type='text'>holiday gifts: personalized candles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437287809/" title="DSC_0484 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6437287809_e0d50cffb8.jpg" width="500" height="288" alt="DSC_0484" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Last week, I made a little present for all the sweet hostesses who threw my baby shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to make them something personal, so I bought them each a candle in a scent that I thought they would like. Then I found some &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B003Z3LCTC/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_3?pf_rd_p=486539851&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=B003IF7H5U&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1VVHR2C3MN8EEJW5DCBX"&gt;fancy schmancy matches&lt;/a&gt; at a little boutique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still wanted to make their nifty gifty even more personalized, so I used waterslide decal paper to put their names on each candle. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437284287/" title="DSC_0475 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6437284287_9b513a29c6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used some free downloads from &lt;a href="http://justsomethingimade.com/2011/06/ornate-wedding-clip-art-and-printables-2/"&gt;Just Something I Made&lt;/a&gt; for the little "love birds" design on them, then added the names in Illustrator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been trying to get better at photo-editing software (I'm still learning on Adobe Illustrator before I move onto Photoshop) because I feel like being able to use it opens up so many crafting possibilities!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of crafting possibilities, I LOVE my waterslide decal paper. I ordered it from &lt;a href="http://www.decalpaper.com/Default.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and have found so many &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/search?q=waterslide"&gt;crafting uses&lt;/a&gt; for it so far. It's easy-peasy to use. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437286123/" title="DSC_0479 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437286123/" title="DSC_0479 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6437286123_c75a5db228.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0479" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I think these little personalized-decal-paper candles would be great as Christmas gifts for your friends. Let me know if you make some!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1972244809247257461?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1972244809247257461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1972244809247257461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1972244809247257461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1972244809247257461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-gifts-personalized-candles.html' title='holiday gifts: personalized candles'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7062159526734293583</id><published>2011-12-02T08:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T08:19:00.436-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>vintage storybook shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so excited to share some pictures from my baby shower from a few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my goodness, it was just the sweetest thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt so blessed and special that my sweet friends/sister/mom would throw me such a great one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sounds silly, but the shower sort of felt like my wedding - a blur of people I love and wanting to get to talk to everyone for hours but not having enough time. A blur of opening presents and looking at pretty things and eating delicious cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures that my friend Heather took of all the cuteness: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437293407/" title="IMG_2097 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6437293407_bf0e47fc9c_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="IMG_2097" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437298827/" title="img_2098 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6437298827_85cccff6d9_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2098" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437309319/" title="img_2104 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7163/6437309319_0c69e22305_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2104" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437315727/" title="img_2108 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6437315727_2e2e2bd9cd.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="img_2108" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437322285/" title="img_2109 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6437322285_88d2be6c57.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="img_2109" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437328787/" title="img_2110 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6437328787_a7124f5a49_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2110" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437335959/" title="img_2113 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6437335959_fbf0239829_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2113" /&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 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437360373/" title="img_2128 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6437360373_c903ef83ae.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="img_2128" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437365697/" title="img_2131 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6437365697_02221509b9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="img_2131" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437371003/" title="img_2146 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6437371003_54403d9e6b_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2146" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437376809/" title="IMG_2147 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6437376809_ebce89f550_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="IMG_2147" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437382771/" title="img_2152 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6437382771_e0d8712e23_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2152" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437395541/" title="img_2165 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6437395541_caf60f6b58_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2165" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437401375/" title="img_2167 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437401375/" title="img_2167 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6437401375_fe30230dc4_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="img_2167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing I regret is that I didn't think to get in the photo booth at all that day! What a doofus/cotton-headed-ninny-muggins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful my friend &lt;a href="http://www.heatherhesterphotography.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; took these beautiful photos so I can remember such a special day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-7062159526734293583?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7062159526734293583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7062159526734293583&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7062159526734293583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7062159526734293583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/vintage-storybook-shower.html' title='vintage storybook shower'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1681762790356513131</id><published>2011-12-01T11:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:08:52.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>31 weeks: a little scare and God's favor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6437276761/" title="EJP by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6437276761_60395fcebc_o.png" width="497" height="387" alt="EJP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(a sweet little new profile shot of Evie I got this week instead of my usual belly shot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi there, blog friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, you probably haven't noticed, but I've been absent from the computer this week. I've had a crazy week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, I don't know if I've ever mentioned on here that I work a really long day on Mondays in my old town. It's only an hour drive, but it's a loooong work day, from 8 am - 9 pm. But I get a nice little lunch break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt kind of crummy all day (just pregnancy fatigue and little preggo-ailments), so I decided to spend the night with my mom &amp;amp; dad rather than driving back home (especially since snow was in the forecast that night). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a terrible night that evening! I began having vomiting, diarrhea, and chills around 11:00, and it didn't let up until my dad left for work that morning at 5:30. Just to be blunt: having things going on simultaneously on both ends is terrible. TMI? Yes, probably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if I had food poisoning from a restaurant or if I had an allergic reaction to some tea I drank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What really scared me, though, was what my pregnant tummy was doing. In hindsight, my stomach and gastrointestinal system were just undergoing extreme cramping, but they way it was moving and changing the shape of my uterus really scared me. I thought I was having uterine contractions - especially since the bouts of vomiting, chills, and diarrhea would come about every five minutes for those 6 hours. No one was up, and my mom was already sick with flu-like symptoms, so I didn't want to wake her up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I called my Dr. around 3:00 but he was in an emergency C-section. When he called me back, he assuaged my worry and told me that I probably wasn't having uterine contractions and just to get as many fluids as I could so as not to get dehydrated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He called me in the morning and told me to come in for a sonogram to check on Evie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She had to do a few things on a list in the span of 30 minutes to make sure she was okay - things like kicks and practice breathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so nervous, but thank the Lord, she did them all in 15 minutes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think because I was crying so hard (from not having slept that night and mostly from worrying about Evie), the sweet sonography nurse let me look at Evie on the 4D camera for the remaining 15 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so glad she was okay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's silly to worry. But I just couldn't imagine me feeling &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; sick, and her being in her little womb none-the-wiser - but that's how God designed it, and I'm so thankful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was driving home, praising God for the fact that I was no longer spewing out of all ends, and most of all that Evie was okay, one thing kept coming to my mind - the favor of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was younger, there was this African lady that came to our church (she was cool because she had an African accent and she wore African clothing and headdresses) named Sister Titi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever you casually said to her, &lt;i&gt;How are you doing, Sister Titi?&lt;/i&gt; she would energetically respond, &lt;i&gt;I'm blessed and highly favored by God. &lt;/i&gt;She always emphasized the word &lt;i&gt;highly&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even as a little pre-teen, I remember thinking, &lt;i&gt;Whoa, she's really got some confidence, there. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If she's &lt;b&gt;highly&lt;/b&gt; favored, then what am I, chop-liver? And what did she do to get so highly favored?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The emphasis in my thinking on the word &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always equated God's favor on me and happiness with me on what &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; am doing or how faithful &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; am being. Even as I prayed for Evie's safety as I curled up in the fetal position on the bathroom floor all night, avoiding my flecks of throw-up on the carpet, I did a mental checklist of what I had been doing lately that would earn God's protection for Evie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ugh. Sick. I can't even type that without cringing, but it's true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But as I drove home, thanking God for his protection, I'm so glad he reminded me that he did that because &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; is good and &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/2_timothy/2-13.htm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; is faithful&lt;/a&gt;. Not because of anything I've done, but because he &lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt; me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to wonder how Sister Titi could be so sure she had God's favor. Now I know. Apart from all his works and protection in my life and his benefits and blessings that I can see with my eyes in my life, I know because he &lt;i&gt;said&lt;/i&gt; so:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Surely, LORD, you bless the righteous; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;   you surround them with your favor as with a shield.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 5:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.&lt;/i&gt; Psalm 30:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*The Lord make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace. &lt;/i&gt;Numbers 6:25–26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*What is man that You are mindful of him, and the son of man that You visit him? For You have made him a little lower than the angels, and You have crowned him with glory and honor. You have made him to have dominion over the works of Your hands; You have put all things under his feet. &lt;/i&gt;Psalm 8:4–6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Who redeems your life from destruction, who crowns you with loving kindness and tender mercies, who satisfies your mouth with good things, so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s. &lt;/i&gt;Psalm 103:4–5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. &lt;/i&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.&lt;/i&gt; Jeremiah 33:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and they go on and on and on in his Word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not saying nothing bad is ever going to happen to me or that my family and I will never see sickness or want or misfortune, but I do know one thing now that He has convinced me of - whatever &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; says about me is what's true. I'm not going to go on this made-up economy of good works buying favor that I fabricated anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He favors the righteous. &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/2_corinthians/5-21.htm"&gt;He has done the work&lt;/a&gt; to make me righteous. That's enough for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right on, Sister Titi! I finally get it, and, like you, I want to start living in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5478557608376555916-1681762790356513131?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1681762790356513131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1681762790356513131&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1681762790356513131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1681762790356513131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/12/31-weeks-little-scare-and-gods-favor.html' title='31 weeks: a little scare and God&apos;s favor'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1393392584483256457</id><published>2011-11-24T08:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:10:00.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383965847/" title="thankful by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6240/6383965847_7d82d30f82_o.jpg" width="367" height="550" alt="thankful" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We ought to give thanks for all fortune: if it is “good,” because is it good, if “bad” because it works in us patience, humility, and the contempt of this world and the hope of our eternal country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-C. S. Lewis&lt;/div&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;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;Signing off from bloggy world this week to go cook some of &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/emeril-lagasse/scalloped-potatoes-recipe/index.html"&gt;Emeril's scalloped potatoes&lt;/a&gt; and a turtle cheesecake for Thanksgiving dinner. Can't wait to eat that dressing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope your Thanksgiving is great! &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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*pic from pinterest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1393392584483256457?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1393392584483256457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1393392584483256457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1393392584483256457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1393392584483256457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='*'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4016735166245508089</id><published>2011-11-23T08:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:44:00.115-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>a thankful heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383966129/" title="126734176983531616_iz3LXP7X_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6218/6383966129_9042fff824.jpg" width="500" height="351" alt="126734176983531616_iz3LXP7X_c" /&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;For the past few months, I have been praying for God to give me a thankful heart. It sounds silly to say, &lt;i&gt;oh, it's weird when God answers prayer&lt;/i&gt;, but I have just been so surprised by the gratitude he has put in me since I've been praying this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not that I didn't think he could/would do it - I'm just &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; surprised when stinky ole' me displays fruits of &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; Spirit. It's like, &lt;i&gt;Whoa, that grateful heart is SO not of me. What's it doing here? Oh yeah, he lives in me and out of grace is &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/hebrews/10-14.htm"&gt;perfecting me&lt;/a&gt;. Yessss. . . . (accompanied by a fist pump)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since he has given me the gift of gratitude, I have noticed that a grateful heart towards people does wonders for relationships. (again - sort of an obvious concept, but blows my mind in action) I was folding laundry the other day and hanging and putting away my husband's clothes, when I felt such a spirit of gratitude towards him. I am so thankful for all he does, and suddenly, doing his laundry was a &lt;i&gt;joy&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And with people that I have had trouble connecting with in the past, when I have a grateful heart towards them, any little thing is a positive, rather than me concentrating on the negatives of our interactions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apart from relationships with others, when I have a thankful heart towards my God, thanking my Jehovah Jireh (God who is our Provider) for everything that comes from his hand, my dependence on him grows, and in turn my love and fellowship with him grows as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful for God &lt;i&gt;making me&lt;/i&gt; thankful!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now, just as you accepted Christ Jesus as your Lord, you must continue to follow him. Let your roots grow down into him, and let your lives be built on him. Then your faith will grow strong in the truth you were taught, and you will overflow with thankfulness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Colossians 2:6-7 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;*pic from pinterest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-4016735166245508089?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4016735166245508089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4016735166245508089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4016735166245508089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4016735166245508089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-heart.html' title='a thankful heart'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1933628144581220875</id><published>2011-11-22T10:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T10:35:42.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet home alabama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My FamJam'/><title type='text'>family camping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the things I most look forward to all year is my &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-camping-2010.html"&gt;annual family camping trip&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the last few years, we have been going to Mt. Cheaha. You can hike up to the top, which is the highest point in Alabama. It's so pretty there. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383693771/" title="photo-10 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6107/6383693771_a9d5e03e08.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="photo-10" /&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;We always hang out and make s'mores. Here's my sis being very cute with her cute self. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383695665/" title="photo-13 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6230/6383695665_731c3a211f.jpg" width="500" height="373" alt="photo-13" /&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;And of course, we had to take some belly shots. (One year, my sister was pretty pregnant, and this year, I was. She was in &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; better hiking shape than I was. I got so out of breath!)&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383695081/" title="photo-12 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6107/6383695081_8091822ba9.jpg" width="373" height="500" alt="photo-12" /&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;Buckley came along this year. It was his second camping trip. He loves hiking, but fires give him the heebie jeebies. He won't go near them.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383774003/" title="photo by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6233/6383774003_55ab1cf370.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents in front of our cabin - my dad telling me about how mom hates his winter beard every year. I love it, but for her sake I discourage it in front of him. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383694571/" title="photo-11 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6052/6383694571_f3b7197317.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="photo-11" /&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;My sis modeling Charlie Brown's sad little christmas tree that we found in the forest. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383686641/" title="IMG_8220 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6059/6383686641_a5c251b3c8.jpg" width="374" height="500" alt="IMG_8220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And on our hike, we always hit up the playground!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383686093/" title="IMG_8239 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6106/6383686093_1a4245ee24.jpg" width="373" height="500" alt="IMG_8239" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383685037/" title="IMG_0471 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6220/6383685037_0316dff1ee.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0471" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we always find our cave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Poor little Josiah. He hurt his leg and couldn't walk the whole trip, and he was sick with allergies the whole time, but he was the most cheerful sick baby I've ever met.)&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383684625/" title="IMG_0466 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383684625/" title="IMG_0466 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6035/6383684625_d6871161fe.jpg" width="472" height="500" alt="IMG_0466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love camping with the fam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you have a favorite yearly family tradition?&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. I just love the woods and the outdoors. I think I'll buy a piggy bank and label it "cabin fund" so I we can build our own cabin one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6383774821/" title="photo-10 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6214/6383774821_014c422ab4.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="photo-10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5478557608376555916-1933628144581220875?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1933628144581220875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1933628144581220875&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1933628144581220875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1933628144581220875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-camping.html' title='family camping!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-6541825267946957155</id><published>2011-11-21T08:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T10:41:58.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>29 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6374136219/" title="photo-7 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6220/6374136219_d51044e8a7.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="photo-7" /&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;This past week was my 29th week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant snapped my pic on Mount Cheaha (the highest point in Alabama) this weekend at my fam's annual camping trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe this week I'll be getting into the 30s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 30s seem so real, since technically 37 is full term. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our crib is on back order and we still haven't ordered our changing table, which freaks me out a little since my "nesting" is kicking in lately, but I'm trying to be laid back about not being super-prepared. Evie is moving into a just-moved-into house, so really no room in here is "done," so hers may take a while too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has been cuddling up to one side of my belly lately making me look (and feel) very lop-sided! It looks so funny with one side of my belly jutting out and the other hollowed out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone told me my energy would increase with the 3rd trimester, but I feel more tired than ever. (I'm definitely going to institute some daily naps.) I'm feeling really squashed too - bladder, lungs, stomach - all squashed. I love to lay back, stretch out, and try to take a really full breath. Aaahhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-6541825267946957155?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6541825267946957155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=6541825267946957155&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6541825267946957155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6541825267946957155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/29-weeks.html' title='29 weeks'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4073515045311682085</id><published>2011-11-18T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:35:00.220-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m glad i waste time on the internet'/><title type='text'>friday eye candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two of my favorite online magazines have new issues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.creaturecomfortsblog.com/gifted-magazine/"&gt;Gifted&lt;/a&gt; for so many cute ideas for Christmas gifts.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352537702/" title="gifted by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352537702/" title="gifted by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6040/6352537702_64fcc0a090.jpg" width="500" height="288" alt="gifted" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.sweetpaulmag-digital.com/sweetpaulmag/winter2011#pg1"&gt;Sweet Paul&lt;/a&gt; for great DIY wreath ideas and some recipes that look so, so delicious - I can't wait to try the dark chocolate cake with salted caramel filling. Yumsies!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351794185/" title="sweet paul by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6233/6351794185_114c5657e0_o.png" width="405" height="529" alt="sweet paul" /&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;Have a great weekend, my bloggy peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-4073515045311682085?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4073515045311682085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4073515045311682085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4073515045311682085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4073515045311682085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-eye-candy.html' title='friday eye candy'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6040/6352537702_64fcc0a090_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-6896272238673988054</id><published>2011-11-17T08:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T08:02:00.199-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay for clothes'/><title type='text'>Anthro Fashion Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so excited to go to my very first fashion show - especially because it was at Anthropologie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was just a local holiday "winter walk," showing all the new holiday outfits available, but I was mainly excited to see how Anthro's floor designers would decorate the store for Christmas.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;The announcer for the show wore this beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=23553084&amp;amp;catId=CLOTHES-SHINE&amp;amp;pushId=CLOTHES-SHINE&amp;amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;amp;navCount=24&amp;amp;color=007&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;templateType=D"&gt;Polished Platinum Dress&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352343492/" title="photo-1 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352343492/" title="photo-1 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6225/6352343492_e449aa7421_o.png" width="426" height="640" alt="photo-1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The store used local models, and they all looked great, and their outfits were beautiful!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352343130/" title="photo-7 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352343130/" title="photo-7 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6223/6352343130_9e8aaec3e1.jpg" width="500" height="373" alt="photo-7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved seeing all the fancy holiday outfits, even though I can't wear any of them this Christmas due to being big &amp;amp; preggers. But hey, I only buy things from Anthro once they're back in the sale room anyway, so they'll be great for me next Christmas!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351600897/" title="photo-8 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351600897/" title="photo-8 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6228/6351600897_fd07f48ff5.jpg" width="500" height="373" alt="photo-8" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got some great ideas for holiday decor. These trees made from book pages were really cute. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351601389/" title="photo-9 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6226/6351601389_46c1538fb0_z.jpg" width="478" height="640" alt="photo-9" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352344228/" title="photo-10 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352344228/" title="photo-10 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6352344228_5aec71c2f8_z.jpg" width="478" height="640" alt="photo-10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll figure out how they're made and do a tutorial here soon!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352344456/" title="photo-12 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6352344456/" title="photo-12 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6352344456_db5e90f23b_z.jpg" width="478" height="640" alt="photo-12" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, my sweet mom took a belly shot before we left. Since this was last week, this was my 28th week. Since I'd never been to a fashion show, I really wanted to look uber-fashionable, of course, and it took me a while to come up with something to wear that fit!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351622189/" title="photo-7 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351622189/" title="photo-7 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6351622189_be5b7cf636_z.jpg" width="478" height="640" alt="photo-7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom, my sis, and I made it a Girls' Night Out and went for the delicious crabcakes at Chez Fon Fon - my favorite restaurant in town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been trying to stockpile my GNOs before Evie comes - although I think Grant will do me a solid and keep her so I can get out with the girls. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did a pretty good job of controlling myself at the show (I have trouble with Anthro because I love it so much) and only bought one thing that was way on sale and will work great with my pregnant belly and after. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;What store is your fashion weakness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Seriously people, I have to only let myself set foot in there once a month.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-6896272238673988054?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6896272238673988054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=6896272238673988054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6896272238673988054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6896272238673988054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/anthro-fashion-show.html' title='Anthro Fashion Show'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6223/6352343130_9e8aaec3e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-735059492886953122</id><published>2011-11-16T11:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:08:20.145-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s ok to sit in front of the t.v. if you are also cuddling'/><title type='text'>love it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man, I have been loving watching &lt;i&gt;New Girl&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so funny, and I want to copy all of Zooey's outfits. Even her awesome turkey costume.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6350264061/" title="new-girl-episode-1x06-10 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6350264061/" title="new-girl-episode-1x06-10 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6350264061_de619dfbb8_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="new-girl-episode-1x06-10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thawing a turkey in the dryer on permanent press is a great idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351008506/" title="tumblr_luir4vbBRz1qdev8fo1_500 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6351008506/" title="tumblr_luir4vbBRz1qdev8fo1_500 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6108/6351008506_3258196c60_o.png" width="500" height="333" alt="tumblr_luir4vbBRz1qdev8fo1_500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have also been watching &lt;i&gt;Up All Night&lt;/i&gt;. Will Arnette is hilarious and we think maybe we can get some parenting tips from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-735059492886953122?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/735059492886953122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=735059492886953122&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/735059492886953122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/735059492886953122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-it.html' title='love it!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6350264061_de619dfbb8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1184180502033390069</id><published>2011-11-15T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T10:35:10.732-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>limitless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 112&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Praise the Lord!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How joyful are those who fear the Lord&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and delight in obeying his commands.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 Their children will be successful everywhere;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;an entire generation of godly people will be blessed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 They themselves will be wealthy,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and their good deeds will last forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4 Light shines in the darkness for the godly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They are generous, compassionate, and righteous.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5 Good comes to those who lend money generously&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and conduct their business fairly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6 Such people will not be overcome by evil.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those who are righteous will be long remembered.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7 They do not fear bad news;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they confidently trust the Lord to care for them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8 They are confident and fearless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and can face their foes triumphantly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9 They share freely and give generously to those in need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their good deeds will be remembered forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They will have influence and honor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 The wicked will see this and be infuriated.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They will grind their teeth in anger;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they will slink away, their hopes thwarted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6347177213/" title="waterfall by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6102/6347177213_0a79c990a4.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="waterfall" /&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;Wow. The promises of God to his people are incredible. And we also have this promise:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;For no matter how many promises God has made, they are “Yes” in Christ. And so through him the “Amen” is spoken by us to the glory of God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Corinthians 1:20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was watching the movie &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0478304/"&gt;Tree of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; last weekend, and during a long stretch of abstract images that I think were supposed to represent the Creation (that movie is good but more of an art piece than a movie with a plot) an image of a waterfall was shown. It made me think of how crazy it is that some waterfalls in the world are always falling - I thought &lt;i&gt;wow, how do they never run out of water? It just keeps falling!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This waterfall that never quits falling, always gushing with more and more water, where the water never runs out or ceases to fall, made me think of how, as a human, I just can't understand the abundance of my God. Sometimes I think his love will run out, or his grace stop flowing. But just like the waterfall that he made with his hands of ceaseless power, the waterfall that he consistently supplies more, and more, and more than enough water to, he himself is ceaseless and boundless and endless, and so are the traits of his character - love and mercy and so many other things. One day, when I see him maybe I'll understand how something could be without limits, but for now, I'll put all my trust in him.&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/5478557608376555916-1184180502033390069?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1184180502033390069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1184180502033390069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1184180502033390069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1184180502033390069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/limitless.html' title='limitless'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6102/6347177213_0a79c990a4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5197510378602666514</id><published>2011-11-14T08:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T08:20:00.088-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>third trimester - woohoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6342006625/" title="28 weeks by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6342006625_0228456b70_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="28 weeks" /&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;Hooray! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The third trimester has begun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like from here on out that time will speed past, and she will be here before I know it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geez Louise - we better get really serious about ordering our crib, people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although, I am feeling &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; more prepared after my shower, and after people have seriously stocked us up - there are actually things in the nursery now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally got sick of taking 20 minutes to dress my ever-expanding self and made a "preggo-friendly" portion of my closet. I went through and tried on things to decide what can still work, then took stock of what maternity stuff I need to invest in/borrow to get by until February. Dressing only takes 5 minutes now - yesssss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight we go to our "Caring for Your Infant" class, and we are so excited. I hope they teach us how to trim their little baby nails because that scares the crap out of me. Such tiny fingers if you make a mistake!&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/5478557608376555916-5197510378602666514?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5197510378602666514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5197510378602666514&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5197510378602666514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5197510378602666514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/third-trimester-woohoo.html' title='third trimester - woohoo!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6342006625_0228456b70_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-6658534391175462898</id><published>2011-11-14T08:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T08:15:00.437-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schoolio'/><title type='text'>what I thought I'd never miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6340718663/" title="teacher by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6235/6340718663_e24b8c309c.jpg" width="494" height="500" alt="teacher" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Post-College Work have had a bumpy ride together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew in college that I had always desperately wanted to do something artistic. My parents had always fostered those interest by letting me take lots of different types of lessons - cello, guitar, voice, painting, dance. . . and I'm even more thankful because paying for these lessons (and all the needed supplies) couldn't have been effortless for a pastor's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But when college came around, I majored in what had always come easiest to me - English. A practical major with a definite job that had great benefits - teaching - once you graduate. I was all into the changing kids' lives part too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School was always an easy place for me growing up - I enjoyed my teachers and friends and didn't have to work too hard to slip by on the A, B Honor Roll - so why not continue my career in a place I knew was safe and where success came easy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The problem was, I was not interested at all in my education classes. Cognitive theories of how to make children learn didn't thrill me like my classmates. Making lesson plans was a chore rather than an exciting opportunity to best present needed material. I'm ashamed to say this, but I'd never even really liked teenagers in big groups. I like them in small groups, but their minor annoyances tend to compile into something that is not appealing to me at all when you get about 30 in one classroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I wasn't about to waste three years of college tuition and time by changing majors, so ahead I went into the teaching world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By day six I was in complete misery. My school was super tough. I had only been there a little over one school week when I realized that the administration wouldn't be much help. Only sat through about five lunches at the faculty table when I learned that most the teachers hated their jobs and popped anxiety pills like candy (don't get me wrong, there were those authentic world-changing type of teachers too, but they are few and far between).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After once month passed, I began to hear stories of my college classmates that had already quit their jobs. But alas, there were bills to pay. No quitsies for me! But I'm so thankful that I had to persevere the whole year at that school. (I completely understand others quitting though, because many of them were at even tougher schools where they had been physically assaulted.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I just remembered after I typed that that I was too once. A girl I didn't even know walked by and shoved me into the wall. Ha! Oh well.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I prayed every day while crying on the bath mat that I would get a better job the next school year. And I did! My job teaching at a community college came the DAY before school started. Talk about close timing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE my students there. The community college population are just my kind of people. Many of them have so many barriers to their education, but they are such hard workers and they persevere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was younger, my mom went to the same community college, talked to the Dean, got a full scholarship, and went to nursing school while working and having two almost-teenagers. Talk about spunk - my mom's got it! She is so smart and such a hard-worker. I have always been so amazed and proud of her, and I think that's why I love my students so much. I think, this lady in my class could be just like my mom - studying while her annoying daughter (that would've been me) danced around her singing an annoying song, asking when dinner would be ready while she tried to study after working all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I was walking into my job the other day, it dawned on me that teaching will be something I will miss when I'm lucky &amp;amp; blessed enough to stay home with Evie like I want to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dressing in my "teacher clothes," driving to work with my to-go coffee in tow, filling my sleek, black teacher bag with crisp papers that have just been graded and entered into the grade book, thinking about what would make Mrs. A understand subject-verb agreement when we've already talked about three different ways, laughing after class with that guy who keeps getting on facebook during my lecture about how I busted him again in front of everybody (and thanking the Lord that he's good-humored about it instead of super-disrespectful), and especially trying to encourage people - that's my favorite part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though all through college and in my first years of teaching, I thought it wasn't for me, I realized that I will actually &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; miss it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not the lesson planning, not the grading, not the lecturing about grammar for a three-hour night class per se, but the relationships with my students and serving the role as cheerleader &amp;amp; encourager for people who have real road blocks in their education to contend with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I didn't hate &lt;i&gt;teaching&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe I just had to find my kind of students!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*What about you, blog friends?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you stay at home with kiddos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you miss your work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did it take you a while to find your niche in your career?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you work and raise children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you work and raise children and go to school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you work from home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm curious!&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 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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. not to be a Negative Nancy, but whenever I bring up the fact that I hated my first teaching job, I get judgy looks or comments from people who think something along the lines of "you're a terrible person for not wanting to teach younger kids. Who's going to teach them if everyone quits? Way to jump ship and get a different job, you quitter." And to be honest, most of these are probably me projecting onto these people what I think they're thinking, although some of them are real. And to these people I just think, "Well, if you feel that way, then you must have a heart to do it and you should." Even thought most people who make these comments aren't teachers. There are so many problems that are out of teachers' hands that directly affect their day-to-day. And everyone has different skill sets that make them more effective in different jobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's just say, you will NEVER hear me criticizing teachers, and Evie's future teachers will be getting some sweet swag as teacher gifts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5478557608376555916-6658534391175462898?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6658534391175462898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=6658534391175462898&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6658534391175462898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6658534391175462898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-i-thought-id-never-miss.html' title='what I thought I&apos;d never miss'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6235/6340718663_e24b8c309c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7627073712358737297</id><published>2011-11-11T09:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:44:48.855-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><title type='text'>easy weekending craft: painted framed sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6334133305/" title="DSC_0422 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6334133305_c100ca9dbf.jpg" width="488" height="500" alt="DSC_0422" /&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;I made this easy little sign a few weeks ago for my sweet friend to hang on her soon-to-be-born little girl's bedroom door. It was so fun to make, so I thought I'd share what I did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll Need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a frame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a pretty piece of scrap-booking paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paint or paint pen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a computer for printing &lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just get a picture frame you like (Hobby Lobby has frames 1/2 off basically every other week), print out what you would like the sign to say in a pretty font, then tape your paper behind the glass that comes with the frame. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6334893492/" title="DSC_0396 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6334893492/" title="DSC_0396 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6097/6334893492_36914e0ec4.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="DSC_0396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once you've taped it where you like it, just use your printed words as a guide to paint over the words. (you can use a paint pen or a paint brush) You may have to do a couple of coats to get it as opaque as you'd like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put the scrap-booking paper in the frame behind your painted piece of glass, put some cute ribbon on top, and voila!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6334892414/" title="DSC_0394 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6334892414/" title="DSC_0394 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6334892414_5f40546cee.jpg" width="500" height="349" alt="DSC_0394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(an added treat: some frames come with two pieces of glass, so you can switch them out and use the sign, or use the blank glass for a dry erase board like in &lt;a href="http://www.makeandtakes.com/wipe-off-weekly-menu-board?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+allaboutthemakeandtakes+%28Make+and+Takes%29"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; tutorial.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some ideas I'm thinking of for signs in the future:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Give Thanks"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The Premos"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Welcome"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and some short quotes or scriptures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(like "Scatter Joy!" - my favorite quote by Emerson)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whether you or crafting or relaxing or partying hardy, have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(We are planning on going to a Harry Potter night at the zoo. Woohoo!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-7627073712358737297?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7627073712358737297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7627073712358737297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7627073712358737297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7627073712358737297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/easy-weekending-craft-painted-framed.html' title='easy weekending craft: painted framed sign'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6334133305_c100ca9dbf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-3750220558921096125</id><published>2011-11-10T15:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:09:42.705-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy in the tummy'/><title type='text'>afternoon treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6332228083/" title="IMG_4585 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6048/6332228083_21a220624c.jpg" width="500" height="242" alt="IMG_4585" /&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;I re-pinned this Pumpkin-Nutella muffin recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.phemomenon.com/self-frosting-pumpkin-nutella-muffins/"&gt;Phenomenon&lt;/a&gt; the other day, and have had it on my mind ever since. Even though I had more important things to do this afternoon, the craving wasn't letting up, so I gave in and baked them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are delish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I highly recommend trying this recipe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. I was super-proud of myself for actually &lt;i&gt;making&lt;/i&gt; a recipe rather than just pinning it like I usually do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum-eeee!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6332227915/" title="470994821_ZQXMUrIo_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6332227915/" title="470994821_ZQXMUrIo_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6101/6332227915_3926b4963f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="470994821_ZQXMUrIo_c" /&gt;&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/5478557608376555916-3750220558921096125?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3750220558921096125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=3750220558921096125&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3750220558921096125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3750220558921096125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/afternoon-treat.html' title='afternoon treat'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6048/6332228083_21a220624c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8850433936184260634</id><published>2011-11-09T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:11:15.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let&apos;s be friends who encourage one another'/><title type='text'>encourage-your-face-off Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6329356068/" title="228 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6054/6329356068_52f0227b8e.jpg" width="308" height="425" alt="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Buddy the Elf is a pretty encouraging fellow.)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is up, yo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a few things I wanted to share that have been so, super-encouraging to me thus far this week, so I have deemed today "encourage-your-face-off Wednesday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope your face is literally encouraged off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(well, maybe not &lt;i&gt;literally&lt;/i&gt;, because you probably like your face and I do too)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.) This scripture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Proverbs 31:25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so glad that (although I have none of my own) my God clothes me with his strength and his dignity, and that my future is bright in him and his provisions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also when I hear this verse, I think of Liz Lemon's Julia Roberts laugh - which makes it both encouraging and hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mYLVgG3rV7c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.) John Mark McMillan's new album!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I listen to most things on &lt;a href="http://www.spotify.com/us/start/?utm_source=spotify&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=start"&gt;Spotify&lt;/a&gt;, but I decided to fork over the dough to buy this CD because it's &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I listen to his lyrics, I end up praying for God to give me an understanding of his love and grace like John M. M. has. He writes about the good news like it is some old fairytale that he just found out was actually true. I guess there's just a freshness there that you don't find in a lot of Christian music today (if I hear a Christian artist rhyme "right" with "tonight" or "grace" with "your face" many more times I don't know what I'll do).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of my favorite lyrics from the new album, &lt;i&gt;Economy&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from the song &lt;i&gt;Seen a Darkness&lt;/i&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;i&gt;You have called us loved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you have called us wanted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One time we were bruised&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were bankrupt and haunted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The valley of the shadow knows our name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have seen a night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But we have seen the day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dressed in the blood of loves hot veins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have overcome&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, we have overcome&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I also love the song &lt;i&gt;God's Murdered Son&lt;/i&gt; that says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Glory to One&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;God’s murdered son&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who paid for my resurrection&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once from the dust, once from the grave&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daughters and sons from the ashes you’ve raised&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And hidden our faults even from your own face&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And scattered our debt upon the waves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out his encouraging music &lt;a href="http://thejohnmark.com/home"&gt;here&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;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;3.) These scriptures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from isaiah 42 (the Message translation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I'll take the hand of those who don't know the way,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;who can't see where they're going.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be a personal guide to them,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;directing them through unknown country.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be right there to show them what roads to take,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;make sure they don't fall into the ditch.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;These are the things I'll be doing for them—&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sticking with them, not leaving them for a minute.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and from Isaiah 43:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But now, God's Message, the God who made you in the first place, Jacob,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the One who got you started, Israel:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've called your name. You're mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you're in over your head, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be there with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you're in rough waters, you will not go down.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you're between a rock and a hard place,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it won't be a dead end—&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because I am God, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;your personal God,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Holy of Israel, your Savior.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I paid a huge price for you:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all of Egypt, with rich Cush and Seba thrown in!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's how much you mean to me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's how much I love you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd sell off the whole world to get you back,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;trade the creation just for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So don't be afraid: I'm with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll round up all your scattered children,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pull them in from east and west.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll send orders north and south:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Send them back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Return my sons from distant lands,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my daughters from faraway places.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want them back, every last one who bears my name,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;every man, woman, and child&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whom I created for my glory,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, personally formed and made each one."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I hope you have been encouraged!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have anything encouraging to share?&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/5478557608376555916-8850433936184260634?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8850433936184260634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8850433936184260634&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8850433936184260634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8850433936184260634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/encourage-your-face-off-wednesday_09.html' title='encourage-your-face-off Wednesday'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6054/6329356068_52f0227b8e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1959533980643214811</id><published>2011-11-07T08:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T10:48:02.974-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>party hardy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With birthdays and showers and weddings, I feel like I have been partying hardy lately. I hope these festivities just go right into the holidays and I can keep on celebrating! woop, woop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With all these parties lately, you can bet your bottom dollar that I have spent many a night curled up with my hot chocolate, scoping out ideas on Pinterest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of my favorite party ideas and tutorials that I have &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/playinggrownup/"&gt;pinned&lt;/a&gt; and been inspired by lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I want to host a ladies-only cake decorating party. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322382421/" title="white-cakes by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6232/6322382421_19828a0742.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="white-cakes" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322382515/" title="piping-bags by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322382515/" title="piping-bags by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6036/6322382515_b341282e4d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="piping-bags" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.thesweetestoccasion.com/2011/07/cake-decorating-birthday-party-ideas/"&gt;The Sweetest Occasion&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;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;*I want to have a friend over for Italian cream sodas so we can talk and drink them and feel fancy. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322908784/" title="Sugar_ItalianSodas_RecipeCard by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6219/6322908784_ca934e372f.jpg" width="500" height="367" alt="Sugar_ItalianSodas_RecipeCard" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.sugarandcharmblog.com/2011/06/italian-sodas.html"&gt;Sugar and Charm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;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;*I want fancy-schmancy balloons at every party I have.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322909782/" title="geronimo_websitelanding by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6115/6322909782_b8b099f83f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="geronimo_websitelanding" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://geronimoballoons.com/"&gt;Geronimo Balloons&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Um. . . BTW, if you try to make one of these awesome balloons for a party like I did for Grant's bday dinner this past weekend, be sure and spring for the giant balloons instead of the regular-sized helium-filled ones or your decor will (literally) hit the ground. I tried to make one, but the weight of all the pretty stuff made the balloon sink down.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;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;*I want to put pastel m&amp;amp;ms all over a cake.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322382737/" title="mm cake by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322382737/" title="mm cake by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6322382737_ffc62e329d_o.jpg" width="479" height="571" alt="mm cake" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/75084409/"&gt;Babble&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;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;*I want to use this tutorial to make stuff glittery!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322909024/" title="table_4-e1316129802115 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322909024/" title="table_4-e1316129802115 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6228/6322909024_c0bacc6e65.jpg" width="449" height="500" alt="table_4-e1316129802115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322909302/" title="table_81-e1316130170573 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6322909302/" title="table_81-e1316130170573 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6037/6322909302_32f1411084.jpg" width="500" height="318" alt="table_81-e1316130170573" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://theglitterguide.com/2011/09/19/diy-sparkly-tablescape/"&gt;Glitter Guide&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of partying, my baby shower was this past weekend! It was adorable and perfect and Evie and I felt so loved. I'll share some pics with ya later this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do love me some partying, because I love being with people I love and I love cute things, and parties combine the two. Speaking of hospitality, I read an interesting article that my friend Lynne posted on her FB status about the true, Biblical meaning of hospitality &lt;a href="http://blog.kyria.com/2011/10/kicking_hospitality_out_of_the.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; - a great perspective that I need to keep in mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1959533980643214811?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1959533980643214811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1959533980643214811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1959533980643214811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1959533980643214811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/party-hardy.html' title='party hardy'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6232/6322382421_19828a0742_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-6662595553008997687</id><published>2011-11-02T15:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:08:03.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photobooths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>busy bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whaddup, my nerds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Just kidding. One time Todd Packer said that on the Office and now I say it all the time, and one time I accidentally said it to a room full of my college students and then my face turned really red as I realized - &lt;i&gt;wrong time, wrong place, Brookie&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boy, these past weeks have been so busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend was my nephy's Slam Dunk birthday party. It was a blast. My sis is &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt; at planning parties. I made a little basketball-themed photo backdrop. Here are some of my favorite pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6306672013/" title="DSC_0552 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6306672013_d00a75611d.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_0552" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6307192940/" title="DSC_0516 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6223/6307192940_f37a3406b8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0516" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6306671119/" title="DSC_0472 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6049/6306671119_06646f818e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0472" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6306670413/" title="DSC_0405 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6306670413/" title="DSC_0405 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6233/6306670413_7634571156_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, that night, I did a photo booth for a very rustic, very autumnal wedding. I brought all my backdrop stuff, but when we got there, the bride had a huge hay bail for guests to pose in front of. It was so cool! I definitely want a giant hay bail for my yard.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6306669417/" title="DSC_0588 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6306669417/" title="DSC_0588 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6092/6306669417_d2df43f69b_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0588" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week, I went to Christmas Village - a major handmade holiday show. It was so fun. That, plus the fact that they're playing Christmas music on the radio now, has really gotten me excited about Thanksgiving and Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite booth at Christmas Village was a vintagey sign company called &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/GoJumpInTheLake"&gt;Go Jump in the Lake.&lt;/a&gt; So many of these would be cute in a nursery (which, by the way, I have yet to begin doing &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; in mine! get with the program, Brooke!)&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6306707227/" title="il_570xN.142960099 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6112/6306707227_f74d80b612.jpg" width="486" height="500" alt="il_570xN.142960099" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6307229382/" title="il_570xN.179704335 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6054/6307229382_b02096d568.jpg" width="500" height="379" alt="il_570xN.179704335" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6307229130/" title="il_570xN.172396928 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6307229130_47fb716414.jpg" width="500" height="478" alt="il_570xN.172396928" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6307229446/" title="il_570xN.179705225 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6096/6307229446_ec644ffab1.jpg" width="500" height="252" alt="il_570xN.179705225" /&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;Have you been busy lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What have you been up to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it's the pre-holiday busyness creeping up on us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-6662595553008997687?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6662595553008997687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=6662595553008997687&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6662595553008997687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/6662595553008997687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/11/busy-bee.html' title='busy bee'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6306672013_d00a75611d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7725818189524996295</id><published>2011-10-31T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T08:19:00.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(or, as Grant calls this day, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Saban"&gt;Nick Saban&lt;/a&gt;'s birthday&lt;/i&gt;, which is even funnier when you consider that this is also &lt;i&gt;Grant's&lt;/i&gt; birthday.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally got around to decorating our pumpkins this past weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant did an Alabama-themed pumpkin. Roll Tide!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6297365064/" title="DSC_0717 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6297365064_58a586c3c0_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0717" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6296833913/" title="DSC_0718 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6296833913/" title="DSC_0718 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/6296833913_426e33058f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0718" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Um, he is seriously talented at pumpkin carving. Just look at his Michael Jackson Thriller &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/search?q=pumpkin&amp;amp;updated-max=2009-10-27T08%3A13%3A00-05%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=20"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/a&gt; from last year!)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we did our pumpkins so late this year and didn't really get to enjoy them before Halloween, I tried to make mine more Thanksgiving-friendly so I could keep it around longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6296836163/" title="DSC_0719 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6096/6296836163_6ab1d83ac1_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0719" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6296837143/" title="DSC_0721 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6296837143/" title="DSC_0721 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6047/6296837143_3eafdcb10a_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0721" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was trying to paint those pretty, pretty flowers from &lt;a href="http://riflepaperco.com/"&gt;Rifle Paper Co.&lt;/a&gt; cards, and after I painted it, I traced some of the lines with a hot glue gun and sprinkled it with glitter so it'd be sparkly!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of pumpkins, I am getting to that uncomfortable part of pregnancy you hear about. I feel like I have a pumpkin under my shirt! I can't really lean forward to pick up something when I'm sitting, and sometimes I just feel like a big beached whale - it's so hard to get up! But I am so thankful to be feeling better that these little discomforts are no biggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's up people? Are you dressing up tonight? How are you celebrating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are going to dinner for Grant's bday, so this will be the first year for a while that we aren't dressing up (in costumes, that is).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloween!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-7725818189524996295?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7725818189524996295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7725818189524996295&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7725818189524996295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7725818189524996295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6297365064_58a586c3c0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4424257109056354284</id><published>2011-10-28T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:04:00.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.) Beautiful Bargain Shoes&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6276725470/" title="Screen shot 2011-10-24 at 9.13.03 AM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6276725470_301bc7d29f.jpg" width="496" height="493" alt="Screen shot 2011-10-24 at 9.13.03 AM" /&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 href="http://www.jcrew.com/womens_feature/NewArrivals/shoes/PRDOVR~55819/55819.jsp"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; JCrew flats are the prettiest shoes I've ever seen, but I found &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/ASOS/ASOS-LEVAN-Double-Bow-Flat-Point-Ballerina-Pump/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=1468408&amp;amp;SearchQuery=bow%20flats&amp;amp;sh=0&amp;amp;pge=0&amp;amp;pgesize=20&amp;amp;sort=-1&amp;amp;clr=Purple"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; similar ones below from ASOS and ordered them in three colors. (when I find flats I like for a good price, I get them in many colors because that's all I wear winter or summer, and I'll wear out one pair really fast! The reason I had to get new ones is because my mom said she could see my toe poking out of my existing ones. Ha!) I got all three for way less than half the cost of the original beautiful shoes. I think they're so Kate Spade-ish. Score for bargain shoppers everywhere!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6276744348/" title="ASOS shoes by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6276744348_5a8b0b7487.jpg" width="500" height="222" alt="ASOS shoes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.) Oh my goodness, my new favorite show!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6276293701/" title="Screen shot 2011-10-24 at 9.47.32 AM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6276293701/" title="Screen shot 2011-10-24 at 9.47.32 AM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6097/6276293701_edf8ecb171.jpg" width="500" height="215" alt="Screen shot 2011-10-24 at 9.47.32 AM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you watch &lt;i&gt;Once Upon a Time&lt;/i&gt; on Sunday? It's from the writers of &lt;i&gt;Lost&lt;/i&gt; and is about fairy tale characters. It's so good!&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.) The &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.churchofthehighlands.com/media/series/covenant"&gt;Covenant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; series on relationships at my church the past few weeks has been so, so good. You can watch them &lt;a href="http://www.churchofthehighlands.com/media/series/covenant"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6283150807/" title="Screen shot 2011-10-26 at 11.35.04 AM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6051/6283150807_8d09334246.jpg" width="500" height="205" alt="Screen shot 2011-10-26 at 11.35.04 AM" /&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;I think it's true that our society tends to view relationships with more of a "contract" status (where we protect our rights and limit our responsibilities) than with a "covenant" status (where we give up out rights and pick up our responsibilities).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so glad that I can be in an eternal covenant relationship with God because of Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;. . . for this is my blood, which confirms the covenant between God and his people. It is poured out as a sacrifice to forgive the sins of many.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matthew 26:28 (NLT)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.) I'm always on the lookout for free printables and files, since I'm really bad about my graphic-making skills. I love all the free files at &lt;a href="http://www.freeprettythingsforyou.com/category/freebie-images/"&gt;Free Pretty Things for You&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6285843617/" title="Screen shot 2011-10-27 at 10.01.41 AM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6285843617/" title="Screen shot 2011-10-27 at 10.01.41 AM by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6218/6285843617_d6f55a91df.jpg" width="487" height="370" alt="Screen shot 2011-10-27 at 10.01.41 AM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-4424257109056354284?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4424257109056354284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4424257109056354284&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4424257109056354284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4424257109056354284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-week.html' title='this week'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6220/6276725470_301bc7d29f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4261134926617937673</id><published>2011-10-27T07:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T07:10:00.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay for art'/><title type='text'>lost type</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm no font/graphic design genius, but I do love new fonts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lost Type is a great website where you can name your own price for fonts. If you don't want to donate, you can enter $0 as your donation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of my favorites:&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264126409/" title="duke by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6046/6264126409_fbdfc3cf5a.jpg" width="500" height="214" alt="duke" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264126699/" title="nelma by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6019/6264126699_797861851e.jpg" width="500" height="214" alt="nelma" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264655178/" title="Ranger_Header by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6175/6264655178_da04618d38.jpg" width="500" height="214" alt="Ranger_Header" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264655464/" title="Homestead by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6264655464_793c6cb8ca.jpg" width="500" height="214" alt="Homestead" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264127451/" title="ribbonbanner by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6050/6264127451_ce7318bff8.jpg" width="500" height="214" alt="ribbonbanner" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.losttype.com/browse/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&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;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/5478557608376555916-4261134926617937673?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4261134926617937673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4261134926617937673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4261134926617937673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4261134926617937673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/lost-type.html' title='lost type'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6046/6264126409_fbdfc3cf5a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-42528656654373435</id><published>2011-10-26T12:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:18:42.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grown-up stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Life'/><title type='text'>i love my whole house! (&amp; delayed gratification)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qR3rK0kZFkg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; little girl's youtube video?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="369" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qR3rK0kZFkg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;I keep quoting her and yelling, "I love my whole house!" since we moved in to our new place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really do. I feel so blessed to get to live here in our first non-college-couple house. There are so many little blessings - for example, we have a pantry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've never in our entire married life had a pantry. When I saw it I yelled, "Oh my gosh, we're rich!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Of course, having a pantry certainly doesn't make you rich, but it ain't too shabby for Brookie!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While there are many things we still have yet to do and things we need to save up for (like, um, a skillet - we keep cooking scrambled eggs in the bottom of a big soup pot on the oven eye. and some new towels to replace the three bleached-spotted ones we have left. And an entertainment center so our TV can sit somewhere else other than on a rubbermaid box that is caving in neath the weight of the TV), I am loving how things are coming together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Update since I wrote this post - we got a skillet and something to put our TV on from Wal-Mart. Woohoo!! Eggs really cook better in a skillet than in a soup pot.**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Grant's motto he adopted from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_of_the_Hill"&gt;Hank Hill&lt;/a&gt;. When we need something and need to save a little longer for it, he always says "I do love delaying gratification!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(No, we really do not love it. Who does? But it's a great discipline to cultivate because it's necessary!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it's easy to get caught up thinking that when you graduate college (or grad school), or when you get married, or when you move, or when you have a baby that things need to be exactly like you imagined them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think my love of looking at things for inspiration like blogs and Pinterest also perpetuates the little mental images of what a home should look like or what things I should have or wear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People inspire me so much with their "home arts" talents. Beautiful, perfect nurseries prepared before baby gets home. Wonderful holiday crafts for every season. Delicious, healthy meals with expensive ingredients on the table every night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But these things aren't really feasible all the time. Baby Evie might not have the perfect nursery when she gets home from the hospital - she'll be okay without that beautiful rug on the floor for a while. I might not be able to do all the holiday crafts I want to decorate my home - craft supplies aren't free people! And we might just eat soup from a can with grilled cheeses once a week for dinner. I think we'll survive!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;With anything, I have to do what I call a "source check" for myself from time to time. This is when I evaluate something I think and decide whether the source of that belief or feeling is from my culture/society or if it is from the Word of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want my life and thoughts to be based in the Word and Biblical principles rather than what my culture is telling me. The reason I have to have "source checks" is because my culture is all around me! It's easy for beliefs and ideas to creep in that are from my culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I think delayed gratification, contentment, a thankful heart, and patience is based in the principles and ideas from the Word of God that ultimately bring about &lt;i&gt;peace&lt;/i&gt;. Too bad none of those are my natural inclination. ha! But God is developing these things in me, and sometimes from day to day it has to be a disciplined choice. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hebrews  13:5 - &lt;i&gt;Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you."&lt;/i&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proverbs 14:30 - &lt;i&gt;A heart at peace gives life to the body, but envy rots the bones.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What about you? With all the wonderful things available, do you sometimes have to stop and remind yourself, &lt;i&gt;Hey you, just because it's available, doesn't mean it's needed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make me feel better here, people. I know I'm not the only one who has to work to stay disciplined in this area! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-42528656654373435?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/42528656654373435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=42528656654373435&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/42528656654373435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/42528656654373435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-my-whole-house-delayed.html' title='i love my whole house! (&amp; delayed gratification)'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qR3rK0kZFkg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-734698005822212567</id><published>2011-10-26T07:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T07:34:00.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy in the tummy'/><title type='text'>craving-based baking knows no time limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't get pregnancy cravings very often, but when I do, they are usually for something that is difficult and time-consuming to make, and they usually strike later so I'm up late making something just so I can have a bite before I go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My most recent pregnancy-craving-bake-off began when I saw this &lt;a href="http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/apple-cream-cheese-bundt-cake-50400000115369/"&gt;Apple Cream Cheese Bundt Cake&lt;/a&gt; on the front of my mother's Southern Living magazine. When I got back home, I went straight to get the ingredients. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264047128/" title="apple-cream-cheese-bundt-cake-sl-x by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6102/6264047128_ac7a0565bb_o.jpg" width="420" height="420" alt="apple-cream-cheese-bundt-cake-sl-x" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This cake takes a while to make, but it is sooo worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take my word for it, pregnancy cravings or not, you &lt;i&gt;NEED&lt;/i&gt; a piece of this cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(also, I may or may not have fed my unborn child this cake for breakfast this morning. pecans = protein, apples = fruit. i'm not gonna beat myself up about it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-734698005822212567?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/734698005822212567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=734698005822212567&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/734698005822212567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/734698005822212567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/craving-based-baking-knows-no-time.html' title='craving-based baking knows no time limits'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-671258762710095493</id><published>2011-10-25T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:00:20.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yay for Life'/><title type='text'>25 weeks and a campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6275346586/" title="25-weeks by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6221/6275346586_35820fd005_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="25-weeks" /&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;I will be 26 weeks tomorrow, but week 25 was pretty nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that I'm not puking up my guts, pregnancy is pretty much a piece of cake. Although, I forget about my stomach jutting out from time to time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got my shirt all wet at the water fountain at church for the second Sunday in a row, because I couldn't feel that my belly was pushing into the button to make the water come out. I keep "sucking in" to fit through places that I used to be able to fit through and remember that I've got a little extra person in there taking up space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love when I'm lying in the bed in the morning when Evie kicks a whole lot, and I just lie there and spend some Mama and Evie time, feeling her kicks. &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 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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news, Grant and I went on a last-minute camping trip this past weekend. It was pretty cold at night, but it was so fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got there after dark, so we had to pitch our tent and gather our rocks and fire wood in the dark. It made me aware of why serious outdoorsmen are always like, "it's getting dark out, let's make camp!" They know their stuff!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6274821161/" title="photo-4 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6274821161/" title="photo-4 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6274821161_d1634d9fdf.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="photo-4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant is excellent at tending a fire. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6275349574/" title="photo-6 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6275349574/" title="photo-6 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6112/6275349574_bab170e05b.jpg" width="374" height="500" alt="photo-6" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am excellent at roasting marshmallows on a fire and eating them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(By the way, so-called p&lt;i&gt;umpkin marshmallows&lt;/i&gt; are not pumpkin flavored - much to my disappointment, they just have orange dye in them and are in the shape of a pumpkin.)&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6275348480/" title="photo-5 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6275348480/" title="photo-5 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6218/6275348480_053b2be6fa_z.jpg" width="478" height="640" alt="photo-5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha! It was so dark, I thought I was sitting on the blanket that whole time. Look, I'm sitting on the ground! No wonder my pants were so dirty when we got home!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you love fall and camping as much as I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-671258762710095493?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/671258762710095493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=671258762710095493&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/671258762710095493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/671258762710095493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/25-weeks-and-campout.html' title='25 weeks and a campout'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6221/6275346586_35820fd005_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5261677497396781355</id><published>2011-10-24T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:16:00.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>musical monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Lots going on in the music world lately!&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 style="text-align: center; "&gt;I have really enjoyed the new &lt;a href="http://gungormusic.com/"&gt;Gungor&lt;/a&gt; album, &lt;i&gt;Ghosts Upon the Earth&lt;/i&gt;. "Brother Moon" and "Crags and Clay" are my favorites.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264763118/" title="ghost upon the earth by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6264763118_61ed064a67.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="ghost upon the earth" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.listentofeist.com/metals/"&gt;Feist's&lt;/a&gt; new album too! I have only listened to it in the background while I'm cooking and haven't really "attentively listened" but it sounds great!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264763214/" title="feist by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264763214/" title="feist by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6114/6264763214_f0df872328.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="feist" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It may be way too early, but I can't wait for She &amp;amp; Him's new Christmas album to come out later this week! Here's a sneak peek:&lt;/div&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;iframe width="500" height="369" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FVaFoAIVzok" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Another album I keep listening to when I get ready in the morning is &lt;a href="http://www.andyzipf.com/"&gt;Andy Zipf's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jealous Hands&lt;/i&gt;, which you can download for free &lt;a href="http://www.andyzipf.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! This is my favorite song on that album:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=31754705&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=31754705&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Grant just told me that &lt;a href="http://mayerhawthorne.com/"&gt;Mayer Hawthorne&lt;/a&gt; has a new album out. Woohoo! I can't wait to give it a listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264763278/" title="Mayer-Hawthorne-How-Do-You-Do by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264763278/" title="Mayer-Hawthorne-How-Do-You-Do by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6264763278_31ca9eecdf.jpg" width="500" height="488" alt="Mayer-Hawthorne-How-Do-You-Do" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What have you been listening to lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-5261677497396781355?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5261677497396781355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5261677497396781355&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5261677497396781355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5261677497396781355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/musical-monday.html' title='musical monday'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6264763118_61ed064a67_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5752339897905366215</id><published>2011-10-21T07:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T07:03:00.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our little one's name will be. . . &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264126581/" title="evie sign by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6264126581_f3e21aa424_z.jpg" width="420" height="640" alt="evie sign" /&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;I'm so excited for little Evie to get here in 14 weeks!&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/5478557608376555916-5752339897905366215?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5752339897905366215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5752339897905366215&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5752339897905366215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5752339897905366215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby.html' title='baby!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6095/6264126581_f3e21aa424_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-4129540426169436114</id><published>2011-10-20T14:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:27:52.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy in the tummy'/><title type='text'>in your face, caramel cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264147362/" title="DSC_0371 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6158/6264147362_471b524a63.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0371" /&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;Okay, people. You know I love me some Paula Deen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I had a beef with Paula when I tried her &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/caramel-cake-recipe/index.html"&gt;caramel cake recipe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;twice&lt;/i&gt;, only to have it completely fall apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time, I poured it in a bowl and called it a Caramel Dump Cake - as in &lt;i&gt;"this cake was a bust, so I dumped it in this bowl and hoped you would think Caramel Dump Cake was a thing."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The second time (last week), I tried to piece it back together with my hands. I was making it for my grandmother and aunt's birthday lunch, so I really wanted it to work out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pieced the broken chunks back together and tried to "glue" them together with icing, and I thought it looked sufficient. However, when Grant got home, I asked him how it looked and he said,&lt;i&gt; "Not to be mean, but it looks like an old man's lumpy butt."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my gosh, after I laughed so hard I peed on myself, I decided I would forget Paula's recipe and try to make up my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm no recipe-maker-upper, but what I came up with didn't fall apart and everyone loved it - so I'm calling it a success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what I came up with. I'm calling this recipe:&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 style="text-align: center;"&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;b&gt;Caramel Cake That Will Make You Feel Like a Winner, Not a Loser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(and will not look like an old man's lumpy butt)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cake mix:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-two boxes yellow cake mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Water, vegetable oil and eggs called for on cake mix box&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caramel filling:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-1 cup butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2 cups packed light brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-1/2 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caramel icing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup butter (softened at room temp)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 cups confectioners' sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 of the caramel filling you made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup chopped nuts, optional&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make the cake mix as directed on the box, then divide into three greased 8 or 9" cake pans. Cook as directed on box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While the cake layers are baking, prepare the filling and icing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Filling:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While cake is baking, in a saucepan, combine butter, brown sugar, and milk. Cook and stir over medium heat for 3 to 5 minutes. Remove from heat and stir in vanilla. Divide by half into different containers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remove cake layers from oven and allow cake to cool. Remove first layer and invert onto cake plate. Pierce cake layer with a toothpick over entire surface. Using half the filling mixture you set aside, spread 1/3 of filling mixture from one container on cake layer. Top with second layer, repeat process. Top with last layer and repeat process again.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Icing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cream together the butter and the sugar (it will be a little stiff). Add the filling mixture you set aside, slowly, mixing with each small addition, until you get a good consistency for spreadable icing that is not too runny. If you get the icing too runny, add more powdered sugar.&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;Spread icing over cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Use any caramel filling you have left to drizzle on top of the icing, then top with chopped pecans if you like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me know if you make it and if you like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I was bringing this cake to a birthday lunch for my grandmother and aunt, I printed out a cake topper on some kraft paper. I have a roll of kraft paper that I cut down to 8.5 X 11" when I want to run it through the printer. You need to tape it to a regular piece of paper so it won't curl up and jam your printer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used some graphics from &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/341491/a-book-themed-baby-shower/@center/276963/baby-shower-ideas#/339496"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; free printable on Martha Stewart's website (and made some changes in Adobe Illustrator) to make it. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264146136/" title="DSC_0367 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6051/6264146136_ed45aaf989.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0367" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6263620745/" title="DSC_0376 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6032/6263620745_d674c05a67.jpg" width="348" height="500" alt="DSC_0376" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was also so excited about giving my grandmother this milk glass chicken. She collects milk glass, and she got my collection started as well - so it's kind of our special little thing. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264145294/" title="DSC_0361 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264145294/" title="DSC_0361 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6212/6264145294_7239a259a6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0361" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Speaking of milk glass, check out &lt;a href="http://elleapparel.blogspot.com/2010/12/milk-glass.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; cute tutorial on making your own "looks like milk glass" dishes and vases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I hope you make this delicious caramel cake and feel like a winner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-4129540426169436114?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4129540426169436114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=4129540426169436114&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4129540426169436114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/4129540426169436114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-your-face-caramel-cake_20.html' title='in your face, caramel cake!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6158/6264147362_471b524a63_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1155095615247400733</id><published>2011-10-20T11:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:28:13.496-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy in the tummy'/><title type='text'>pregnancy progress &amp; pumpkin oatmeal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what, friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can now officially &lt;em&gt;get out of the bed&lt;/em&gt; and eat breakfast in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Double Yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up until recently in my pregnancy, I haven't been able to set foot on the floor without lying in bed for about 30 minutes to an hour and forcing down Cliff Bars or vast quantitites of pecans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I didn't observe this morning regimine, it was throw-up city all day long (even &lt;i&gt;with&lt;/i&gt; the Zofran).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But last week, I woke with a old friend -&lt;b&gt; normal hunger! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(as opposed to so-hungry-i-have-to-throw-up-immediatley hunger).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Just normal ole' hunger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I hopped up, went into the kitchen and fixed what, to me, was a glorious breakfast:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plain oatmeal, sweetened with agave nectar, with pecans and blueberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214330557/" title="DSC_0466 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6119/6214330557_e691aba3c3.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0466" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since this wonderful new development has persisted, I made a big ole' batch of Pumpkin Spice Oatmeal this week. Wanna hear the recipe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't share many recipes on here because I'm no professional, and I am not a "follow the recipe" kind of girl. I usually throw things in until I like how it tastes, but here is how I made a quick pumpkin-spice oatmeal with things I already had around the house. I think you would love it (especially if you, like me, get obsessed with pumpkin in everything once the temperature drops below 80 degrees).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6263568777/" title="DSC_0398 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6215/6263568777_bb7858f3fc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pumpkin Spice Oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 cups Quick One-Minute oatmeal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 cup water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/8 cup Pumpkin-Spice coffee creamer (more or less, depending on how sweet you like it)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 15 oz can of pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice&lt;br /&gt;a scant 1/4 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;(i never claimed it was a healthy breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat water and milk in saucepan over medium high heat until it boils.&lt;br /&gt;Add in quick oats and cook for one minute over medium heat or until oats reach the consistency you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;Remove from heat and mix in remaining ingredients - top with the chopped pecans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes a LOT, so share with a friend! (or eat as two different snacks that day like I did)&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if you try it and if you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some other Pumpkin Oatmeal recipes from the real professionals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/aarti-sequeira/pumpkin-oatmeal-recipe/index.html"&gt;Food Network's Pumpkin Oatmeal with Raisins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodlifeeats.com/2009/09/pumpkin-pie-oatmeal.html"&gt;Pumpkin Pie Oatmeal from Good Life Eats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katheats.com/favorite-foods/pumpkin-oatmeal-pancake"&gt;Pumpkin Oatmeal Pancakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1155095615247400733?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1155095615247400733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1155095615247400733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1155095615247400733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1155095615247400733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/pregnancy-progress-pumpkin-oatmeal_20.html' title='pregnancy progress &amp; pumpkin oatmeal!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6119/6214330557_e691aba3c3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7474151767431434155</id><published>2011-10-20T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:08:50.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6264065904/" title="pretty field by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6264065904_b62b13c6ec_o.jpg" width="435" height="650" alt="pretty field" /&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;Hey y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been M.I.A. from the interweb this week because I have been so, so busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent the beginning of the week in Tuscaloosa (teaching, going to OBGYN appointments to check on baby - she's doing swell, hanging out with family, and registering for baby gifts!), then I headed to Montgomery to watch Grant be sworn into the Alabama courts. It was all very official (they slammed down the gavel and everything), and I was &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; proud. Now Grant can officially get his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atticus_Finch"&gt;Atticus Finch&lt;/a&gt; on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am glad to be home - all that galavanting about is tougher when you're preggers! So, now I can catch up on the interweb and tell you some things I've been wanting to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, let me tell you that most scary thing that has ever happened to me occurred yesterday afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got home yesterday, I took poor, neglected Buckley to the park to make up for his stinky week. We tried out a new park that I had seen while taking a back road one day. It was a great park. It had wide, open spaces to throw the ball, but it also had a large wooded area, where I wanted to gather some pine-cones to do &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/312738139/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; craft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had only thrown the ball about three times, but for some reason, which looking back I just think was totally God, I decided to go ahead and gather my pine-cones. So, I began walking the far distance back to the car to get my bag. When I had walked about half the distance back to the car, I heard growling and barking approaching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked around to see two, large, angry, charging, snarling pit-bulls charging at me out of the woods!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaaahhhh!&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6263520593/" title="pitbull by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6263520593/" title="pitbull by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6263520593_e9f85e1cc3_o.jpg" width="350" height="414" alt="pitbull" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I am &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt; not exaggerating when I tell you they looked just like this - minus the chain, which would've been awesome in that moment.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tugged at my keys and bolted towards the car. My keys got jammed in my pocket as I rushed in trying to get them out. I reached the car. I fumbled with my keys and unlocked the door just in time for me to jump in and Buckley to jump in right over me - right as the two dogs reached us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They barked and growled outside the windows for a while; I briefly considered trying to run over them with my car (don't judge me PETA), but then just laid on my horn until they ran away; then, I left - and I will never got back to that park that is guarded by rabid, wild dogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Buckley were both a little shaken up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I think I would rather a wild, crazy &lt;i&gt;person&lt;/i&gt; to charge at me out of the woods than an wild, angry pit-bull.)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew! Close one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Anyway, I have several recipes I want to share with you later today (big surprise - a pregnant lady only thinking about food), and check back tomorrow, when I want to share &lt;i&gt;our final name choice for little baby Premo!!*&lt;/i&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pretty field image from &lt;a href="http://herlifeishercanvas.tumblr.com/post/10304599692"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/5478557608376555916-7474151767431434155?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7474151767431434155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7474151767431434155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7474151767431434155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7474151767431434155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/mia.html' title='M.I.A.'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-3380200819054080133</id><published>2011-10-14T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:53:00.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weird!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I'm always late on the things that make the internet rounds, but I just saw &lt;a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/galleries/2011/10/04/celebritiy-civil-war-look-a-likes-photos.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; photos of celebrities that look eerily like these Civil War photos from the past.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240344709/" title="John Travolta by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6101/6240344709_c4779d99a6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="John Travolta" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240861438/" title="Michael Phelps by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6240861438_09fd7445a7.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Michael Phelps" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240344237/" title="baldwins by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6116/6240344237_4e680a9024.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="baldwins" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240345055/" title="Nicholas Cage by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6240345055_f2ecc0ec26.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Nicholas Cage" /&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;Um, weird! Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is Nicholas Cage 500 years old?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just kidding. But isn't that weird that a person from that long ago could look so much like a person from today? I wonder if they are distant relatives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is making me want to rent &lt;i&gt;Tuck Everlasting&lt;/i&gt; this weekend. Is that not the best movie ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have our first Birthing &amp;amp; Childcare class this weekend, and I'm so excited to learn things that I really need to know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are you up to this weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great one!&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/5478557608376555916-3380200819054080133?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3380200819054080133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=3380200819054080133&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3380200819054080133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/3380200819054080133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/weird.html' title='weird!'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6101/6240344709_c4779d99a6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5369789648963370546</id><published>2011-10-13T08:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:29:23.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>crafting it up with waterslide decal paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kept seeing these cute projects online that used something called waterslide decal paper. Not having any specific project in mind, I ordered a pack from &lt;a href="http://www.decalpaper.com/?gclid=CKbK1_no5asCFcPt7QodGknlGg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I needed a quick but thoughtful gift for my Mawmaw Edie's birthday a couple of weeks ago, I decided to give it a go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edie is a woman who loves the Word of God, so I decided to make her a little "Scripture a Day" jar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used a free downloadable design for the lavender flowers from &lt;a href="http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/columns/downloads.html"&gt;this great website&lt;/a&gt;, and then added the words of the scripture I wanted on the front of the jar in Adobe Illustrator. Then I just followed the instructions on the waterslide decal paper package to attach the clear decal to the jar.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214358625/" title="DSC_0413 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6214358625_13a9d2e5ee.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0413" /&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;Then I printed some of my favorite scriptures on on paper in shades of purple and lavender, and used my little paper slicer to cut them into strips. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214355021/" title="DSC_0378 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6221/6214355021_70681c9d1c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't have any lavender ribbon to match, so I wrapped some additional strips around my Sharpie to make some curly-q's for wrapping this nifty gifty. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214356207/" title="DSC_0395 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6155/6214356207_ffbfb049d3_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0395" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214357281/" title="DSC_0410 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214357281/" title="DSC_0410 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6058/6214357281_96047fbf34_z.jpg" width="467" height="640" alt="DSC_0410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I folded the "scripture strips" over (I was excited because they looked like little pieces of ribbon in there) and put them into the "Scripture a Day" jar. I got the jar at Hobby Lobby when they had their glass items half off. I really loved the cork lid!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214353775/" title="DSC_0420 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6214353775_b035fe84c1.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! Edie loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The waterslide decal paper was very easy to work with, but I did think that the result was a little more subtle than I would've hoped. Next time, I'll make a thicker, darker design. (as you can see, I had to even put a piece of white paper behind it to make it stand out). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cool thing about this paper is that it will adhere to most surfaces. After the decal has set for 3 hours, the surface can get wet, but is not dishwasher safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some other cool projects I found online that use waterslide decal paper that I want to try:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cute Halloween Project:&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240328949/" title="halloween project by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6032/6240328949_6997aa51a9_o.jpg" width="320" height="162" alt="halloween project" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*via &lt;a href="http://kluckingbear.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-and-spooky-and-not-permanent.html"&gt;Klucking Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240329011/" title="decal coffee mugs by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240329011/" title="decal coffee mugs by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6060/6240329011_be85c96ea8_o.jpg" width="268" height="400" alt="decal coffee mugs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*custom coffee mugs via &lt;a href="http://littleoldhat.blogspot.com/2010/01/waterslide-decal-tutorial.html"&gt;Little Old Hat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240845710/" title=" decal by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240845710/" title=" decal by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6222/6240845710_dd5d40e305_o.jpg" width="320" height="320" alt=" decal" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*penny necklace via &lt;a href="http://justsomethingimade.com/2009/09/decal-penny-pendant/"&gt;Just Something I Made&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240845758/" title="p_100012800 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240845758/" title="p_100012800 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6035/6240845758_33b51388fe_o.jpg" width="360" height="360" alt="p_100012800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*beautiful dishes via &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/decorating/home-accessories/accessories/decorating-with-books/#page=5"&gt;Better Homes &amp;amp; Gardens&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of decals, I looove all the wall decals by &lt;a href="http://shannamurray.bigcartel.com/product/trophy-garland-with-you-are-loved-tiding-in-cursive"&gt;Shanna Murray&lt;/a&gt; that you can buy. Her designs are so pretty and have that hand-sketched look. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240845784/" title="300 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6240845784/" title="300 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6240845784_3c77b2bdce_o.jpg" width="300" height="199" alt="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever tried a project with waterslide decal paper? I'd love to see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/5478557608376555916-5369789648963370546?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5369789648963370546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5369789648963370546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5369789648963370546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5369789648963370546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/crafting-it-up-with-waterslide-decal.html' title='crafting it up with waterslide decal paper'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6214358625_13a9d2e5ee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7989375615501793321</id><published>2011-10-11T15:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T16:04:21.675-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let&apos;s be friends who encourage one another'/><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6235186891/" title="excited! by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6042/6235186891_e81ce68c74_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="excited!" /&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;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even when you're sick and tired of yourself, God is still energetic and joyful about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quote from my friend Tyler's FB status. I'm voting his FB status updates "most likely to brighten your day."&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though God has set me free from thinking of him as a meany-rule-monger-who-is-waiting-to-strike-me-with-lightening-as-soon-as-I screw-up God (which, by the way, is so NOT in his Word), sometimes I still revert back to my old ways of thinking again and forget that &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+8%3A31&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;he is &lt;i&gt;for&lt;/i&gt; me&lt;/a&gt; not against me. He is &lt;i&gt;for&lt;/i&gt; me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is showing me what reality looks like when I am rooted and grounded in his love, and I am loving 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;i&gt;I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ephesians 3:16-19&lt;/div&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*image from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&amp;lt;a%20href=%22http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6235186891/%22%20title=%22excited!%20by%20b.premo,%20on%20Flickr%22&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img%20src=%22http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6042/6235186891_e81ce68c74_z.jpg%22%20width=%22426%22%20height=%22640%22%20alt=%22excited!%22&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5478557608376555916-7989375615501793321?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7989375615501793321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7989375615501793321&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7989375615501793321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7989375615501793321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='*'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6042/6235186891_e81ce68c74_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8281470081269710270</id><published>2011-10-10T07:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:01:00.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>24 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214851432/" title="24 weeks by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6214851432_708c62303e_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="24 weeks" /&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;Hooray! 24 weeks is here. 16 weeks left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sometimes treat myself to a decaf Mocha Frappucino at Starbucks (especially on days when I lose my breakfast), and the baristas asked me how old I was when I went this past week. When I said 25, they said they thought this whole time that I was a pregnant teen! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have felt so, so, so much better lately. I think the morning sickness is finally subsiding. Thank you so much for your comments and for checking in on 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;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214853210/" title="DSC_0447 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6091/6214853210_af978a3bdc_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="DSC_0447" /&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;Grant said my frilly shirt masked my baby bump, so I struck this "dorky mom" pose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I tried to get Buckley to come pose with Baby Girl Bump, but he wasn't having that. I sure hope those two get along. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214848382/" title="DSC_0453 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6214848382_65798933b9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0453" /&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;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;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/5478557608376555916-8281470081269710270?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8281470081269710270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8281470081269710270&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8281470081269710270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8281470081269710270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/24-weeks.html' title='24 weeks'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6214851432_708c62303e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8523566048190631730</id><published>2011-10-07T10:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:27:29.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet home alabama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>pretty, awesome, &amp; pretty awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday, party people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are in Alabama (and an Alabama fan - not a stinky Auburn fan) you are getting ready to celebrate homecoming. Huzzah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am baking a caramel cake today for my grandma &amp;amp; aunt's co-birthday (yes, my grandmother had a daughter on her very birthday - what a wonderful present! if you don't count the being in labor on her birthday).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we're headed to the game on Saturday. Woohoo! I like the Homecoming game because I sort of need all the &lt;i&gt;pageantry&lt;/i&gt; (with the crowning of the queen and the special band show) to get through the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some things that are pretty, awesome, and pretty awesome from this week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;b&gt;Pretty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geez, Louise. These cookies are &lt;i&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6220056355/" title="il_570xN.270425684 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6220056355_dd2bd99ae5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="il_570xN.270425684" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6220578176/" title="il_570xN.243486508 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6102/6220578176_deddb5a54a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="il_570xN.243486508" /&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;They are from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/73961724/monogram-cookies-in-gray-set-of-6-orange"&gt;Sweet Ambs&lt;/a&gt; on etsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awesome&lt;/b&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad and my nephew already decked out for Homecoming in their matching Bear Bryant hats.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6220056205/" title="dad&amp;amp;J by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6220056205_91055a74c8.jpg" width="374" height="500" alt="dad&amp;amp;J" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretty Awesome&lt;/b&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This GREAT news that never stops amazing 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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6220578278/" title="263261618_th06YvCu_c by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6098/6220578278_6c9b94e377.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="263261618_th06YvCu_c" /&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;(pic from &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/263261618/"&gt;here&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colossians 1:20-23 NLT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"and through him God reconciled everything to himself. He made peace with everything in heaven and on earth by means of Christ’s blood on the cross. This includes you who were once far away from God. You were his enemies, separated from him by your evil thoughts and actions. Yet now he has reconciled you to himself through the death of Christ in his physical body. As a result, &lt;b&gt;he has brought you into his own presence, and you are holy and blameless as you stand before him without a single fault.&lt;/b&gt; But you must continue to believe this truth and stand firmly in it. Don’t drift away from the assurance you received when you heard the Good News. The Good News has been preached all over the world, and I, Paul, have been appointed as God’s servant to proclaim it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(my favorite part bolded)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you have a pretty awesome weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-8523566048190631730?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8523566048190631730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8523566048190631730&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8523566048190631730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8523566048190631730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/pretty-awesome-pretty-awesome.html' title='pretty, awesome, &amp; pretty awesome'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6220056355_dd2bd99ae5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8380301709266409361</id><published>2011-10-05T12:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:24:09.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cookie cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6214847150/" title="DSC_0458 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6214847150_ed6dcc95d6.jpg" width="500" height="462" alt="DSC_0458" /&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;In high school, I worked three years at the Great American Cookie Co. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know - those cookies stores in malls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got the job exactly on my 15th birthday. I went to the school counselor and got a "workers permit" and went and got the job. My parents had struck a deal with me that if I could save up a good down payment, they would get me the car of my dreams when I turned 16 - &lt;a href="http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/letter-to-my-dubby.html"&gt;a lime green Volkswagen Beetle. &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;I loved my job. It was so fun (for a teenager) to be at the mall most days after school. My co-workers were mainly cool older girls who were either ahead of me in school or . . .&lt;i&gt; gasp at the coolness&lt;/i&gt;. . . in college already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most nights I ate cookies for dinner, or my mom packed me a dinner. That is, until I figured out which restaurants in the food court would barter real food for cookies. Sweet deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant and I were talking about my Cookie Co. days and he said something that made me love him even more. He said that he used to come by the mall a lot in high school just to see if I was there, working at the Cookie Co. He said half the time I wasn't even there, but that he would just walk by to check. Heart melting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, a sweet comment like that earned that boy a cookie cake when he came back in town from his law firm retreat this past weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must say, it was delish! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Although, I've lost my touch a bit with the neatness of my icing words since my days as a Pro.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-8380301709266409361?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8380301709266409361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8380301709266409361&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8380301709266409361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8380301709266409361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/cookie-cake.html' title='cookie cake'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6214847150_ed6dcc95d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7237800720374412662</id><published>2011-10-04T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T07:05:00.102-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>just enough toilet paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6197980353/" title="toilet paper origami by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6197980353_f593a7bf05_z.jpg" width="467" height="640" alt="toilet paper origami" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pic from &lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2010/04/essential-life-skill-toilet-paper.html"&gt;howaboutorange.com&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;The other day, I was cleaning the bathroom (one of my Saturday morning chores), and I filled the bathroom cabinet with six fresh, soft rolls of toilet paper. I had gotten these nice rolls of TP from the huge Costco package I bought of, like, 36 rolls that we stored in the garage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I neatly stacked them underneath the sink in the cabinet, I had a twinge of self-satisfaction. A little thought of "&lt;i&gt;Ooooh yeah. I'm doing pretty good. Got lots of TP for the future. Nobody getting stranded without a roll in here! I even have a garage to keep all my toilet-paper-for-the-future in!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost immediately, this line from a chapter in Proverbs I had read a few weeks before popped into my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;. . .give me neither poverty nor riches!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;     Give me just enough to satisfy my needs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from Proverbs 3:8 (NLT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thanked Jesus for his Spirit, my Helper that reminded me to not put my satisfaction in these sorts of things, but to depend on Him for all my needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes&lt;/i&gt;, he provided the big ole' Costco whoppin' package of TP and I'm thankful, and &lt;i&gt;NO&lt;/i&gt;, I don't think it's a bad thing to have enough or more than enough of something you use (well, to a point, those extreme couponing people who build extra rooms to store their 400+ bottles of shampoo in while there are starving kids in the world may be bordering on a bad idea, but who am I to judge?), but my point is, I've haven't often been at a point in my life where I had &lt;i&gt;extra&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant and I have never just been able to get as much toilet paper as we wanted. We used to be out of toilet paper for weeks and would just try to make do until his parents came to visit because, due to their generosity, they usually bought us toilet paper while they were in town. I remember in college, before I was married and I was financially on my own for the first time, I had to choose one week between toilet paper and tampons. Well, I chose the tampons and just used the bathroom downstairs in my roommate/sister's bathroom. (is this getting a little TMI for ya? ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to make sure that I don't get used to being able to have &lt;i&gt;extra. &lt;/i&gt;I don't want to conform to our society and depend on &lt;i&gt;extra&lt;/i&gt; and security. I want to depend on my Provider. His hand is where everything comes from, and I am so thankful. He always provides just enough. I don't want to neglect giving things away, for fear that I won't get my &lt;i&gt;extra&lt;/i&gt;. I want to know where my "just enough" comes from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and I sure hope He always provides just enough toilet paper! um, because it's kinda important. ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-7237800720374412662?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7237800720374412662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7237800720374412662&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7237800720374412662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7237800720374412662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-enough-toilet-paper.html' title='just enough toilet paper'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6197980353_f593a7bf05_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8880760181899823788</id><published>2011-10-03T07:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T07:01:00.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>nursery plans :: rocking chair corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6197746349/" title="rocking chair corner by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6197746349_200478c844_z.jpg" width="320" height="640" alt="rocking chair corner" /&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;Okay, first of all, if anyone is halfway graphically-design-literate, ignore my stinky Illustrator collages. I'm no tech genius, it just helps me visualize decorating things better to put them all together in a collage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to share what I'm thinking for my little rocking chair corner of the nursery and get your feedback. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet grandmother is giving me her beautiful antique rocking chair with the fancy scroll-work looking sides with curly-Q arms. I can't wait! It's so special to me because she rocked her children in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think these things are what I've settled on for the perfect little corner to rock, nurse, and read in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.) The &lt;a href="http://www.contemporarycloth.com/products/Kona-Cotton-%2d-Dusty-Peach.html"&gt;dusty-pink fabric&lt;/a&gt; for rocking chair cushions (my friend Lulu will hopefully sew me some). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.) Pretty &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/76120791/jocelyn-removable-throw-pillow-cover"&gt;Leah Duncan pillow&lt;/a&gt; on top of that dusty pink cushion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.) Blue &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=20141651&amp;amp;color=030&amp;amp;itemdescription=true&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;search=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;parentid=A_FURN_FURNITURE"&gt;side table&lt;/a&gt; with book storage beside rocking chair.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.) Beautiful Anthropologie &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?color=004&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;id=063165"&gt;lamp shade&lt;/a&gt; for lamp on side table. Lots of books will be read in this little rocking chair, so we'll need some lighting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5.) Blue &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=18847871&amp;amp;color=045&amp;amp;itemdescription=true&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;search=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;parentid=A_FURN_FURNITURE"&gt;ottoman&lt;/a&gt; for mommy's feet when nursing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.) Pretty green floral &lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/Home-Garden/Handmade-Soho-Beige-Green-New-Zealand-Wool-Rug-6-Round/5787896/product.html?rcmndsrc=2"&gt;round rug&lt;/a&gt; for in front of rocking chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm excited! I think it will look very cute together. It's been kind of difficult for me to visualize things when I think about the nursery because I don't really have a theme and I don't even want a specific color scheme, really - I just want to be able to choose things I like and things Baby Girl will like without being inhibited by a theme or scheme. But that sort of makes it more difficult to make sure everything will look great together once it all gets in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whad'ya think? Moms out there - am I forgetting anything I will need in my little rocking chair area that you found was helpful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-8880760181899823788?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8880760181899823788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8880760181899823788&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8880760181899823788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8880760181899823788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/10/nursery-plans-rocking-chair-corner.html' title='nursery plans :: rocking chair corner'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6197746349_200478c844_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-2477372586504561482</id><published>2011-09-30T08:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:05:44.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray :: hooray :: hooray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6197496993/" title="hooray by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6197496993_121093de3c_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="hooray" /&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;Congrats to my hubby who passed the Bar!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is now officially &lt;i&gt;Hubby, Esquire&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now we can finally pitch that show to TLC about a pet attorney who cracks pet cases - the title will be Pet Esquire, or Pesquire. And Buckley will be his crime-busting sidekick. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6198038468/" title="photo-3 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6136/6198038468_15e50c5508_z.jpg" width="480" height="640" alt="photo-3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and Buckley can wear this dorky neckerchief while they crack cases together)&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For realsies, though, way to go! I'm so proud of/ thankful to you for all your hard work!!!!&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog friends, I hope you have a wonderful weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you had anything to celebrate lately?&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*pic from geranimoballoons.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-2477372586504561482?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2477372586504561482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=2477372586504561482&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/2477372586504561482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/2477372586504561482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/09/hooray-hooray-hooray.html' title='hooray :: hooray :: hooray'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6197496993_121093de3c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-8124900688533143588</id><published>2011-09-29T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T07:04:00.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Year Bible'/><title type='text'>not as unwise but as wise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182248279/" title="ephesians5-15-16 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6160/6182248279_12eb4e1c18.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="ephesians5-15-16" /&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;Here's one of my scriptures of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This scripture came to my mind after I watched my third episode of Toddlers and Tiaras the other day. Yes, that's one and half hours spent on that. Eeeeshk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I really do like that show a lot because of its overall horridness and train-wreck quality where you cannot look away from the terribleness of it all.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This scripture encourages me to choose the way I spend my days wisely, investing in eternal things, and not getting lost in the things that the world offers, because it offers a lot - and a lot of time-wasters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It made me think of Ananias. Do you know the guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Acts+9&amp;amp;version=MSG"&gt;Acts 9&lt;/a&gt; for maybe 9 verses, but his impact was incredible. Ananias is the guy who came to Saul, now renamed Paul, when Paul was blind after the Lord called Paul to follow him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paul was blind for three days, and in the meantime, God tells Ananias to go to him and restore his sight so Paul can begin his ministry (and boy was Paul's a great ministry!).  Ananias knows that Paul used to kill followers of Jesus, but he does it anyway, and he got to play a major role in all the great things that followed that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I think about Ananias, I always want more information and more backstory on him. But the main thing is that God had a job for Ananias and when that job came up, Ananias was ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this "living not as unwise but as wise" is what Ananias was doing in his backstory, and that's what I want to do!&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 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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want to download my little scripture card? Click &lt;a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/16898745/ephesians5-15-16.jpg?dl=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-8124900688533143588?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8124900688533143588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=8124900688533143588&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8124900688533143588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/8124900688533143588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/09/not-as-unwise-but-as-wise.html' title='not as unwise but as wise'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6160/6182248279_12eb4e1c18_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7164932227299973470</id><published>2011-09-27T07:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T07:09:00.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy in the tummy'/><title type='text'>sugar sheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182568018/" title="DSC_0364 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6169/6182568018_69ebd34dc9.jpg" width="500" height="435" alt="DSC_0364" /&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;Have you heard of Wilton Sugar Sheets?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw them this week at Wal-Mart and got one for my mother-in-law's birthday cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is an 8 1/2 by 11 sheet of edible sugar paper with a cute little design on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can cut the sheet into any shape you want and lay it on the icing, and the sugar sheet sort of dissolves into the icing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They sell punches with border designs and shapes you can use on the sugar sheets, but I just used my Martha Stewart paper puncher for the border, and it worked great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, I drew an "L" (her first initial) on the remaining piece of the sheet and cut it with an exacto knife.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182570056/" title="DSC_0370 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182570056/" title="DSC_0370 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6182570056_1297972d29.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="DSC_0370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so easy and only took about 10 minutes for the sugar sheet part. I think it made the cake look a lot fancier than it really was (and covered up what a stinky cake-icer I am a little bit). &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went onto the Wilton website to see what all designs they had, but was excited to see they have lots of solid colors, and tutorials on other ways you can use the sugar sheets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to try these next:&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182566482/" title="sugar sheet bow by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6161/6182566482_6272956b37.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="sugar sheet bow" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182566552/" title="sugar sheets bow2 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6162/6182566552_7ef9fb297c.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="sugar sheets bow2" /&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;I never would've thought of doing something 3d with them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until my cake decorating class starts, I will be cheating with some Sugar Sheets!&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(okay, I really sound like I work for Wilton here. ha! Dear Wilton people, I will accept any form of payment for this shout out!)&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-7164932227299973470?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7164932227299973470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7164932227299973470&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7164932227299973470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7164932227299973470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/09/sugar-sheets.html' title='sugar sheets'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6169/6182568018_69ebd34dc9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-652566521659231568</id><published>2011-09-26T07:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:09:00.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet home alabama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>baby kicks and stadium stairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182054101/" title="22 weeks by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6182054101_c63a0d3961_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="22 weeks" /&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;Week 22 is here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby is kicking all the time, especially when I tutor English (maybe she's a future writer if she's so excited by the grammar talk). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her belly home is really getting out there, but I've still been able to get by with my normal clothes (I already own mostly full skirts and dresses because that's most comfortable to me and I don't look cute in jeans). I've invested in maternity jeans, and I think the next necessary purchase is some maternity leggings, as mine squeeze the dickens out of the belly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have gotten some full summer skirts for way-on-sale at Anthro, that I'll just pull up higher over the bump, then put some tights underneath when it gets colder. I don't feel bad about these purchases, because they're great now, and I'll so still want to wear them after being pregnant. (I always say my perfect closet would be one full of Anthro skirts - like Superman's closet, only all skirts and dresses instead of spandex super-hero uniforms!)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt majorly like a pregnant lady this weekend when I had to climb many, many stadium stairs at the Bama/Arkansas game - I had to take a &lt;i&gt;lot&lt;/i&gt; of breaks to make it to our seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the game was really fun now that I have a new goal of paying good attention and trying to know where the ball is at all times. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6182063051/" title="photo-1 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6182063051_d36938fe76.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="photo-1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(We took this the week before with Instagram at the Bama/North Texas game.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5478557608376555916-652566521659231568?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/652566521659231568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=652566521659231568&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/652566521659231568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/652566521659231568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-kicks-and-stadium-stairs.html' title='baby kicks and stadium stairs'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6182054101_c63a0d3961_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-5612009864331505407</id><published>2011-09-23T07:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T07:07:01.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>funny|gross|exciting|encouraging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;funny:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A misunderstanding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke: &lt;i&gt;Grant, will you put this package out for Melody to pick up?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant: &lt;i&gt;Who's Melody?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke: &lt;i&gt;the mail lady&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant: &lt;i&gt;Why do you call her Melody?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke: &lt;i&gt;that's her name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant: &lt;i&gt;where did you hear that name?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke: &lt;i&gt;when you call her that!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant: &lt;i&gt;I was saying Mail Lady, not Melody. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke: &lt;i&gt;Oh, I thought it was funny that she was Melody the Mail Lady. What's her real name?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant: &lt;i&gt;Angela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I don't think I called her Melody to her face - hopefully. &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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;b&gt;gross:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week I filled up my Target throw-up bag on the way to my OBGYN appt and had to pull over to finish on the road. And I had to cancel speaking to a 9th grade class at the last minute because of throwing up (I felt like such a jerk because if a speaker cancelled on &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; when I was teaching 8th graders and then I had nothing to do with a bunch of 8th graders, I would be seriously Peeved Off!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But baby is doing great, and I've gained enough weight, so at least vomiting is more an annoyance than a health issue. &lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;exciting:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.designsponge.com/2009/07/before-after-brookes-folding-screen-headboard.html"&gt;headboard Before &amp;amp; After&lt;/a&gt; made it to the final Design Sponge book. Hooray!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried not to get my hopes up, because I know editors have to cut things often, and also my pictures weren't great quality, but there my bed is on page 333.&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6173736443/" title="Design- by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6173736443/" title="Design- by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6173736443_f6e0b37882.jpg" width="409" height="500" alt="Design-" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a really great book with so many great ideas that I want to try. &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 style="text-align: center;"&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;b&gt;encouraging:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some encouraging quotes on the &lt;a href="http://www.girltalkhome.com/blog"&gt;girltalk blog&lt;/a&gt; about how Christ is interceding for us to the Father:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is a consoling thought that Christ is praying for us, even when we are negligent in our prayer life; that He is presenting to the Father those spiritual needs which were not present to our minds and which we often neglect to include in our prayers; and that He prays for our protection against the dangers of which we are not even conscious, and against the enemies which threaten us, though we do not notice it. He is praying that our faith may not cease, and that we may come out victoriously in the end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Louis Berkhof, Systematic Theology, p.403.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could hear Christ praying for me in the next room, I would not fear a million enemies. Yet distance makes no difference. He is praying for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Robert Murray M'Cheyne, Robert Murray M'Cheyne p.179.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;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;b&gt;Had anything funny, gross, exciting, or encouraging happen to you this week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a great weekend!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-5612009864331505407?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5612009864331505407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=5612009864331505407&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5612009864331505407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/5612009864331505407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/09/funnygrossexcitingencouraging.html' title='funny|gross|exciting|encouraging'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6173736443_f6e0b37882_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-7767962376853184108</id><published>2011-09-22T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T07:18:00.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>adorbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some things I am thinking are totally adorbs this week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Number &amp;amp; letter lollipops from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/79013253/3-fancy-filigree-number-9-hard-candy?ref=v1_other_2"&gt;Vintage Confections&lt;/a&gt;. Too pretty to eat!&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6169678222/" title="8 lollipop by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6169678222_85ded95cee.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="8 lollipop" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6169143909/" title="9 lollipop by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6160/6169143909_bf24ef5f83.jpg" width="500" height="362" alt="9 lollipop" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ottoman poufs from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/77048060/18-ottoman-pouf-floor-pillow-waverly"&gt;Aletafae&lt;/a&gt;. I think I'll be getting one of these for my nursery. &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6169143993/" title="il_570xN.254617197 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6169143993_4650be84f5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="il_570xN.254617197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE the scripture prints from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/78066557/john-112-8x10-print"&gt;Naptime Diaries&lt;/a&gt;. I will be framing some of these in my nursery as well. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6169678470/" title="naptime diaries by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6169678470_7440f99de5.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="naptime diaries" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6169144111/" title="naptime diaries 2 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6169144111_49d4f57842.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="naptime diaries 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New-to-me etsy shop &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/76738628/liberty-flowers-handmade-porcelaine?ref=v1_other_1"&gt;Depeapa&lt;/a&gt; has cute, cute screen printed bags and porcelain pendants that can worn as necklaces or pins. So cute. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6169144175/" title="il_570xN.257016872 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6151/6169144175_43e8299b07.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="il_570xN.257016872" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6169678788/" title="il_570xN.253581975 by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6169678788_175e66de97.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="il_570xN.253581975" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5478557608376555916-7767962376853184108?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7767962376853184108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=7767962376853184108&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7767962376853184108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/7767962376853184108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/09/adorbs.html' title='adorbs'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6169678222_85ded95cee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-1788929696722845067</id><published>2011-09-20T20:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:13:40.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photobooths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Grown Up on Etsy'/><title type='text'>it's a boy! photo booth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend, I did a fun little photo booth for an "It's a Boy!" shower in downtown Northport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was glad to be back on my old stomping grounds, although it was Sunday, so my favorite restaurant, City Cafe, wasn't open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had so much fun making the props for this photo booth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some baby-boy-themed signs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(which also doubled as fans since it was hot!)&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6168216988/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6151/6168216988_70f1e52d4a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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;My favorite props - the old nursery rhyme with some vintagey graphics. I want to make one for girls for Baby Premo's room.&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6168216008/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6178/6168216008_24d94c487a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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;Another one of my favorite props to make for this photo booth - a birch wood &amp;amp; turquoise chalkboard boy silhouette. I think this would make a great wall hanging in a nursery as well, so I plan on making a girl one for my baby's room.  &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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167678717/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6167678717_e964ab4e90_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The folks at the shower were so sweet and everyone had pretty hair. Here are some of my favorite shots:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167639461/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6167639461_8fdec88f64_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167641431/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167641431/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6164/6167641431_1d1da4c844_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6168176676/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6168176676_91d005cb25.jpg" width="500" height="358" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167642343/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6167642343_527bb2e08e_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6168179718/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6160/6168179718_67090f0966_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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;The mommy-to-be above, and a girl who found a hilarious use for the balloons on the backdrop below. &lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167642983/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167642983/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6155/6167642983_54cb5f1915_z.jpg" width="425" height="640" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While the mommy-to-be opened her presents, I took a break and walked around downtown. I guess I didn't appreciate how dang cute downtown Northport is when I could go there any day, but I snapped some pics of its perfect quaintness:&lt;/div&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167677555/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6154/6167677555_6c89dec94f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167676465/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6167676465_cac8062f43.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&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 href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56448101@N07/6167684313/" title="www.playing-grownup.com by b.premo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6151/6167684313_ba16941b8e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="www.playing-grownup.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a great time, and I have some photo booth DIY tutorials to share with ya later this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5478557608376555916-1788929696722845067?l=playing-grown-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1788929696722845067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5478557608376555916&amp;postID=1788929696722845067&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1788929696722845067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5478557608376555916/posts/default/1788929696722845067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playing-grown-up.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-boy-photo-booth.html' title='it&apos;s a boy! photo booth'/><author><name>Brooke Premo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596915461269717362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSdBCFDT6yg/TIMUkugnj3I/AAAAAAAADbM/hdRSJI_y5BI/S220/IMG_5878.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6151/6168216988_70f1e52d4a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5478557608376555916.post-965508718686453330</id><published>2011-09-16T09:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:59:37.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope you are. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dancing in September!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.groo
