tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74196817261771318562024-03-05T06:21:08.656-05:00Kubby BearIf you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...
If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in! Come in! ~ Shel Silversteinkubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-81331635589154944112011-03-03T21:34:00.000-05:002011-03-03T21:34:24.555-05:00Wedding Photos coming soon!!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCwuqdMPOTM7pe5PITOlzjJWhKJ-uT-PMY7AB5dazcK5-X0U0QzgJN5WHTf5HjQsx1l_CTBdFQlKNc2nBeiIFBlVI_gQO2hqF6L9bXVH-p_hNolkS6WPo5zD2bSngNTi0N0sEHv7FCaM/s1600/greta+black+and+white.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCwuqdMPOTM7pe5PITOlzjJWhKJ-uT-PMY7AB5dazcK5-X0U0QzgJN5WHTf5HjQsx1l_CTBdFQlKNc2nBeiIFBlVI_gQO2hqF6L9bXVH-p_hNolkS6WPo5zD2bSngNTi0N0sEHv7FCaM/s320/greta+black+and+white.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-51633057012416035382011-03-03T20:57:00.000-05:002011-03-03T20:57:14.020-05:00Question ....<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;">Is it wrong to say "I love you"? </span></span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Have you ever told someone that you love them and they told you it made them feel uncomfortable?<br />
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A couple of weeks ago my mother and I went to the opera. While I was dropping her off I turned to give her a hug and said "I love you". Suddenly she stopped me and said that made her uncomfortable. She said that I say it so often it seems all for show. The younger generation uses that phrase so loosely and she thought that I was following suit. I felt that I got slapped in the face. My own mother just admitted that she doesn't know me at all. I don't say "I love you" to people without really meaning it. I say that to the people I care about the most.<br />
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Maybe the reason I say "I love you" so much is because I want to show my family that I love them even if we don't always get along. The history that I have with my family is not a "Leave it to Beaver" kind of story. There are a lot of hurt and mixed feelings, but I do love them and would do anything for them. I have given up a lot over the years for my family and put myself in a position where I was the caretaker and peacemaker ... even when I should have walked away. Sometimes it even made the gap between us even bigger. Even though most of the time I feel left behind and forgotten (or that I am the bad guy), I still say it because I believe it. I keep hoping that they will say it back and I will have that moment of peace.<br />
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So tell me, is it wrong to say "I love you" ... even when you know the meaning will be lost? </div><span style="font-family: courier new;"></span></div>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-71700879998400921502011-01-28T16:54:00.004-05:002011-01-28T17:03:32.671-05:00Wishing For.<span style="font-style: italic;">... </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://http//jennysteffens.blogspot.com/2011/01/peanut-butter-jelly-grilled-pb-sandwich.html">a delicious sandwich and beverage to warm me up, but remind me of home</a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> ..... </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://http//www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/world-landmarks-reflected-in">to jump into these bubbles like Mary Poppins to get away </a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> .... a movie night by the fire (with Vanilla Bean Candles)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> ..... the sound of the twins laughing</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> ..... Everyone to have a wonderful weekend</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> ......... a moment of peace.</span>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-38351289876123987032011-01-28T14:00:00.006-05:002011-01-28T14:20:17.085-05:00I Think I Can... I Think I can... I Think i can.. I think<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEk6DSvy1gSOgZrNA2bwz-iIj_3QU-2gNXVC8pEJakCMk4H8L-CDsevpj9p-aP8XCDT7RoHdjc3VM3Kf5AV9lkYoO_FO1bw5TdP3v4t3frWvhuLOelum2hdDVbObI84Il5nyDF8SWoDg/s1600/Wine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEk6DSvy1gSOgZrNA2bwz-iIj_3QU-2gNXVC8pEJakCMk4H8L-CDsevpj9p-aP8XCDT7RoHdjc3VM3Kf5AV9lkYoO_FO1bw5TdP3v4t3frWvhuLOelum2hdDVbObI84Il5nyDF8SWoDg/s320/Wine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567316703829423090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">This Weekend's To Do List</span></span><br /><br /><ul><li>See Dad in "West Side Story" as Officer Krupke</li><li>Organize Guest Room</li><li>Clean House</li><li>Teach CCD</li><li>Buy Baby Shower Gift</li><li>Buy Bday Gift</li><li>Run Errands<br /></li><li>Throw Surprise Baby Shower ~ "<span style="font-style: italic;">Nick's Last Fling Before the Teething Ring!"</span></li><li><span>Burn CD of Jon and Wendy's Wedding Photos</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></li><li>Attend Jon's 50th Bday Party</li><li>Makeover Blog</li><li>Updates</li><li>Upload Pictures<br /></li></ul>Does anyone else have something to add?<br /></div>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-5129023671369952062011-01-27T11:57:00.002-05:002011-01-27T12:00:39.335-05:00A New Beginning<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-YFYFhCYyzosAej67_VQvOfO08T4TT06wTIGPP8SOUuTc6ljBzWdsfghgHNteYlgyejETwbADFxZUIt-BcJi6OY-cWucWYSuLLlnvnbK2VJn9PGAS1KxtBqxVbIsEbz_sSPkTyoGW538/s1600/%2523203chandelier.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-YFYFhCYyzosAej67_VQvOfO08T4TT06wTIGPP8SOUuTc6ljBzWdsfghgHNteYlgyejETwbADFxZUIt-BcJi6OY-cWucWYSuLLlnvnbK2VJn9PGAS1KxtBqxVbIsEbz_sSPkTyoGW538/s400/%2523203chandelier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566910985669935346" border="0" /></a>It's been over a year since I last shared my thoughts with you. Get ready for an update... and a make over. ;)kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-88395048354947322882010-01-27T20:56:00.003-05:002010-01-27T21:18:41.928-05:00I'm back!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJ-9T4RtRQtzRdx_Ar8eVRsBkqseRpGIlA_w7aAWnG6JICcR5xgEw-MWemcDX_zdlHWD6B_Vo3OPgztH58RyyxYlfFfuGPOzeRo_qTekAM4PMPT1H9J2OFu8Fsvt6d0mALRq1wnPkXrM/s1600-h/Flickr-Photo-Download-Poppies-in-the-Sunset-on-Lake-Geneva-Photography-red-water-nature-sunset-photo-flowers-lake-Photocollection-natural-beauty-outdoor-photography-Lake-Geneva-sunlight-poppies-flower-Beauty-in-All-Forms-m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJ-9T4RtRQtzRdx_Ar8eVRsBkqseRpGIlA_w7aAWnG6JICcR5xgEw-MWemcDX_zdlHWD6B_Vo3OPgztH58RyyxYlfFfuGPOzeRo_qTekAM4PMPT1H9J2OFu8Fsvt6d0mALRq1wnPkXrM/s400/Flickr-Photo-Download-Poppies-in-the-Sunset-on-Lake-Geneva-Photography-red-water-nature-sunset-photo-flowers-lake-Photocollection-natural-beauty-outdoor-photography-Lake-Geneva-sunlight-poppies-flower-Beauty-in-All-Forms-m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431609201204783922" border="0" /></a><br />Sorry for the extended holiday but so many things are happening. .... Stay tuned for details.<br /><br />It's great to be back!!!!kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-35981001335908257892009-06-10T13:18:00.006-04:002009-06-10T13:26:57.369-04:00Bridesmaid dresses and shoesMy wedding is in June of 2010. I wanted to go with a shorter dress for summer. I have been a bridesmaid so many times and never really had a dress I could wear again. I think if you are going to ask your bridesmaids to spend all this money on a dress, why not pick something that they can use again.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">And the winner is.....</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyCp-6mnMFi96FNNhzJZ7E-67JCbaBD87bsuPrSF-0drL1qHksPP2RmVhBjx0IGG45DzrCiy24k2TY7pIsUWpZEG_AMqDFXaGJrfyPMntruuBz_XwO2eZfX5ZVPxsADdeSqFxZZkQdUY/s1600-h/knblevs080601m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyCp-6mnMFi96FNNhzJZ7E-67JCbaBD87bsuPrSF-0drL1qHksPP2RmVhBjx0IGG45DzrCiy24k2TY7pIsUWpZEG_AMqDFXaGJrfyPMntruuBz_XwO2eZfX5ZVPxsADdeSqFxZZkQdUY/s400/knblevs080601m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345749638265569986" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Picture this bridesmaid's dress in solid Euro Scarlet (Red) with some type of gold shoe. After the wedding they can shorten it even more and wear it out.<br /><br />What do you think?kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-79916666822389612082009-06-02T13:21:00.001-04:002009-06-02T13:21:29.144-04:00I love this Wedding Invitation<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KQy_0cS7MM&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KQy_0cS7MM&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-53747659981583020582009-06-02T09:47:00.003-04:002009-06-02T10:00:56.604-04:00Taking 2 boys to the beach<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivW0su8-VXBb8E5y00C2ts2_0ziZbYxNIIKzhp4ySO3wFOSvHzZ7HOg5NZca8egEuUf55ad4CEm7JWAWQ8tF2iKSobWxhqcO8rZbgspEDAObFg-kEj1WahxASO07tFSdb2BqyYU851h8g/s1600-h/10523558-8b77f9ed638d0396cdc2e512cb4e3c75.4a2404f5-scaled.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivW0su8-VXBb8E5y00C2ts2_0ziZbYxNIIKzhp4ySO3wFOSvHzZ7HOg5NZca8egEuUf55ad4CEm7JWAWQ8tF2iKSobWxhqcO8rZbgspEDAObFg-kEj1WahxASO07tFSdb2BqyYU851h8g/s400/10523558-8b77f9ed638d0396cdc2e512cb4e3c75.4a2404f5-scaled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342726509733107906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Say hello to Arthur and Lupus. :) </span><br /></div><br />Arthur is my friend Nick's dog and Lupus belongs to my roommate Steve. I love them both dearly!<br /><br />On Sat, most of the roommates and I decided to go to a friend's house on the beach in NH. We all crammed into Steve's car and headed out. Lupus could not keep still on the way up, while Arthur slept through most of the journey.<br /><br />Arthur loved the beach. He dove into the ice cold water after balls and sticks. He would play in the ocean for hours if you let him. Unfortunately, Lupus was not a fan. He was so afraid of the water the first time Steve took him that he tried to run back to the house, almost getting hit by a car. My heart was in my throat. I cried "Lupus! NO!!!!" Thankfully the driver saw him coming and slowed down. I have never been so scared in my life! I kept yelling at him but couldn't seem to stop hugging him.<br /><br />The rest of the day was more relaxed and we even got Lupus to sit on the shore while Arthur played in the water. I think we will keep working with Lupus. ;)kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-19647845500478836992009-06-02T09:35:00.003-04:002009-06-02T09:44:57.161-04:00ET always screens my calls<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">I can't phone home. Why? ...... I lost my cell phone.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6LNKapWCnlXFr5yTqKAqcupVuYhgwkNdD1vewdhIYsu-zseEnYbqDfKWnFlkzj24x7mLdun5rqJbrh3TG3k9Xsx3Bu7riD2y077yKCXQCeJv96h-ViHt4NqvL652jqm7DdGb77HV1gA/s1600-h/6260_lost.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6LNKapWCnlXFr5yTqKAqcupVuYhgwkNdD1vewdhIYsu-zseEnYbqDfKWnFlkzj24x7mLdun5rqJbrh3TG3k9Xsx3Bu7riD2y077yKCXQCeJv96h-ViHt4NqvL652jqm7DdGb77HV1gA/s400/6260_lost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342723828923585154" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bad news:</span> I lost my cell phone this past Sat at the beach in NH. It was gone somewhere between getting out of the car, wrangling two dogs and bringing everything into my friend's house. I'm not sad that I lost the phone, I'm sad that I lost all the numbers.<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Lesson: </span>Back up your contacts.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Good news:</span> I was going to purchase a new phone this month. This is the one I have chosen.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO2ULvJyvehcZ2VYdrdBIgP0G75DdMkfjjt3sCaa6KtwbjqZkEsKjMT5JOF66vYNtVVkkgoeTkTKpo67P8wZL8DdJDuRvJIc0gMc6aqJZ9w6Qq8htxLdRogByGCVtJJ3otOHIqJ2yRCcc/s1600-h/palmprelaunch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO2ULvJyvehcZ2VYdrdBIgP0G75DdMkfjjt3sCaa6KtwbjqZkEsKjMT5JOF66vYNtVVkkgoeTkTKpo67P8wZL8DdJDuRvJIc0gMc6aqJZ9w6Qq8htxLdRogByGCVtJJ3otOHIqJ2yRCcc/s320/palmprelaunch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342725115283941010" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Palm Pre </span><br /><br />I hopefully get it on Sat.<br /></div>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-19921581143522731002009-05-28T11:19:00.004-04:002009-05-28T12:40:11.541-04:00The Smart Bra<span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm not sure how to feel about this one ladies.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6rfd_Wgk8jsTxvfJqO3CEaVfhgIbG4P7iL7fg63KmNyEUPNfB6jO57IzD5StlVEgIzNVxdF2W-eC7z8FiyxGd9tTjSf8KMh2I-t-x-24OmYrjk7S7XjBpKhS-TVXJRKbUgxatsGKKhVw/s1600-h/12-smart-memory-bra_sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6rfd_Wgk8jsTxvfJqO3CEaVfhgIbG4P7iL7fg63KmNyEUPNfB6jO57IzD5StlVEgIzNVxdF2W-eC7z8FiyxGd9tTjSf8KMh2I-t-x-24OmYrjk7S7XjBpKhS-TVXJRKbUgxatsGKKhVw/s320/12-smart-memory-bra_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340895362778896242" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.lisca.com/index.php?mact=News,cntnt01,detail,0&cntnt01articleid=109&cntnt01origid=73&cntnt01dateformat=%25d.%20%25m.%20%25Y&cntnt01lang=en_US&cntnt01returnid=73&lang=en_US&local=F">The Smart Memory Bra by Lisca</a> <em>pushes up your breasts</em> when you're attracted to someone. How? When you're in a state of arousal, your body temperature rises; the bra's heat-sensitive foam senses that and squeezes your breasts in and up. It will be available in the UK this summer for around $40...if you dare. <p><a href="http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/blogs/smitten/2009/05/would-you-wear-this-magic-bra.html">Smitten</a> asks. "Is it a brilliant idea? (Your crush will notice your perky breasts.) Or is it a disaster waiting to happen? (Imagine your breasts thrusting around in front of the hot coffee shop guy, your attractive boss, your handsome professor, your friend's cute dad, etc...Busted!)"<br /></p> <p><strong></strong><span style="font-weight: bold;">My answer:</span> I kind of want to try it to see if it actually works. Hey... it would be a great addition to a Halloween costume. LOL<br /></p>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-75065797604442378032009-05-28T10:57:00.003-04:002009-05-28T11:19:03.276-04:00Recession AnswerIn Answer to <a href="http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/blogs/smitten/2009/05/recession-question-what-do-you.html">Smitten</a>, I refuse to skimp on ....<br /><br />* <span style="font-weight: bold;">Good hair cuts</span>. I agree that a good haircut can do more for your wardrobe than a new outfit. That also goes for <a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.bumbleandbumble.com/product/spp.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CAT63&PRODUCT_ID=228">shampoo</a> and <a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.bumbleandbumble.com/product/spp.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CAT63&PRODUCT_ID=227">conditioner</a>. They make the look last longer.<br /><br />* <span style="font-weight: bold;">Soft Toilet Paper</span>. It's a must!<br /><br />* <span style="font-weight: bold;">Underwear</span>. I am not about to caught backstage in something that isn't appealing.kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-38384280963031003072009-05-28T09:32:00.007-04:002009-05-28T10:19:38.597-04:00Today<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjENJBKcR8R5ck9sug2gTyiUvTvPwq64Fb5y7dCPmxQm-to78OYL4hclGIPYj8n1t-DPbCj_HgPDri3RMspXYGcIZIv4lqCkt-ns0ejhM9_QELf3KLRjglt-OplxIFo3Furpf0m86pc-KU/s1600-h/Chance+of+Rain.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjENJBKcR8R5ck9sug2gTyiUvTvPwq64Fb5y7dCPmxQm-to78OYL4hclGIPYj8n1t-DPbCj_HgPDri3RMspXYGcIZIv4lqCkt-ns0ejhM9_QELf3KLRjglt-OplxIFo3Furpf0m86pc-KU/s400/Chance+of+Rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340867182220017106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Today it may be raining, but that doesn't mean we can't still have fun! </span></span><br /><br />Here are some things that have already brightened my day...<br /><br />* <a href="http://www.peoniesandpolaroids.com/2009/05/moments-remembered.html"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Moments remembered</span></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"> ...</span> This is how I want to remember my wedding day.<br /><br />* <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;" href="http://penelopeillustration.com/blog/wp-content/handout_ideas_big1.jpg">Inspiration</a> ...</span> I am writing my resume and personal statement for a job today. This is motivating.<br /><br />*<a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/gift/thm/THMHOFDLY/index.cfm"> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Home organization for </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">two</span></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"> ...</span> I love this idea for my fiancee. He always forgets when things are and looses his keys. ;)<br /><br />* <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/05272009/news/nationalnews/show_of_force_171122.htm"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Bring on the Show</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> with </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">two </span><span style="font-style: italic;">of Hollywood's </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">sexy</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> men</span></a> ... </span>I don't know if this will be good, but I am willing to give it a try. ;)<br /><br />* <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://goindigorain.blogspot.com/2009/05/spirit-of-love.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Spirit of Love</span></a> ... </span>These photos are so precious!kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-47164867285042610812009-05-27T16:38:00.002-04:002009-05-27T16:42:25.370-04:00I Heart this light<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIwuRCj7IWjdG4JMat8utwuZqZNFZ51EJBdbQRcS2ffAgXGaqcT7CqEEyH382tz7m35wFVSoaQ4cyxsXRVm2T3sLkfF1g9JnaUXP0iRsiRz06ULUs40K9ZUEt9DD2b2Qw1gymatOElIaw/s1600-h/15649__dp__e(700x600).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIwuRCj7IWjdG4JMat8utwuZqZNFZ51EJBdbQRcS2ffAgXGaqcT7CqEEyH382tz7m35wFVSoaQ4cyxsXRVm2T3sLkfF1g9JnaUXP0iRsiRz06ULUs40K9ZUEt9DD2b2Qw1gymatOElIaw/s400/15649__dp__e(700x600).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340606119834922114" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.designpublic.com/shop/artecnica/12499">This</a> would go great with our guest bedroom <a href="http://www.kohls.com/kohlsStore/bedandbath/duvets/PRD%7Ec15032/City+Scene+Branches+Mini+Duvet+Set++Black.jsp">duvet set</a>.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja732dKsHolJFjWYq28sThj1BD4S1p2sSdcc-cXDd-FAoS3SGNFp_ce2thdmpFL41Vdu-jq1LPMWligwlU4mDzbe-yQyDF3SKOwl1MOq1ODAhQc91rnR3MNCCXUO2apRX6fv6p6Rg-uyM/s1600-h/c15032.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja732dKsHolJFjWYq28sThj1BD4S1p2sSdcc-cXDd-FAoS3SGNFp_ce2thdmpFL41Vdu-jq1LPMWligwlU4mDzbe-yQyDF3SKOwl1MOq1ODAhQc91rnR3MNCCXUO2apRX6fv6p6Rg-uyM/s400/c15032.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340606775006696466" border="0" /></a>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-38822555284824548942009-05-27T16:07:00.002-04:002009-05-27T16:28:12.845-04:00I still can't get this out of my head<object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a1d9d6173a5f14f/4a06d4b660867613/4d339dd4/-cpid/64468810a21dca7c" id="W4727a250e66f97234a1d9d6173a5f14f" width="384" height="283"><param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a1d9d6173a5f14f/4a06d4b660867613/4d339dd4/-cpid/64468810a21dca7c"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="allowNetworking" value="all"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></object><br /><br /><br />Wow I didn't even realize this was my 100th post!!!!kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-31041738633676822802009-05-27T15:29:00.004-04:002009-05-27T15:33:22.779-04:00Oh to see one's self ....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaDnH1Fg88HFSH1l2np-bGOo3DxhegTbRpWFkBJs0aalBP246GfN-g8bAEEnAHB9T_nQzN0u8TbJHT-31I6BB28LG1sA6-5qrtUf2huOk-YpwUqxaGqU2hePkUApXhO3B0VY9Q_nyoH8/s1600-h/554px-Emperor_Penguin_Manchot_empereur.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaDnH1Fg88HFSH1l2np-bGOo3DxhegTbRpWFkBJs0aalBP246GfN-g8bAEEnAHB9T_nQzN0u8TbJHT-31I6BB28LG1sA6-5qrtUf2huOk-YpwUqxaGqU2hePkUApXhO3B0VY9Q_nyoH8/s400/554px-Emperor_Penguin_Manchot_empereur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588387351995842" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Have you ever noticed that sometimes your body will do peculiar things?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> Well I have...<br /><div style="text-align: center;">and today...<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm a waddler.<br /><br /><br /></div></div>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-66149719577869279842009-05-27T15:05:00.001-04:002009-05-27T15:06:51.393-04:00If you love Nathan FillionYou'll love this fan video<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hTiRnqnvDs&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hTiRnqnvDs&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-30301320446260469552009-05-27T15:00:00.005-04:002009-05-27T15:04:53.555-04:00My recommendation this month<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxactTlUVAsRmb2W2rbb_zrISoMO_2_oiC09pewkJC_sQLRrky5F7-_Vdsfo5PeT-mct9HHXsE0wPs6nU4uwQfuRHcj_X5oyBS2RGcTlJqVoK2l6EZi3xGa4NxmfwL_lzmE_6QETHBOa4/s1600-h/star-trek-2009-sample-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxactTlUVAsRmb2W2rbb_zrISoMO_2_oiC09pewkJC_sQLRrky5F7-_Vdsfo5PeT-mct9HHXsE0wPs6nU4uwQfuRHcj_X5oyBS2RGcTlJqVoK2l6EZi3xGa4NxmfwL_lzmE_6QETHBOa4/s400/star-trek-2009-sample-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340580750473125298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Go See STAR TREK!!!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It was one of the best movies I have seen this year! Also, it's probably one of the best action films out there. I'll admit that I didn't have high hopes for this one, but I am so happy that my intuition was wrong. The humor was great and I was never once bored. Plus there is eye candy on the screen for everyone! ;)<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Must see!<br /></div></div></div>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-46164358750083622152009-05-27T14:14:00.009-04:002009-05-27T15:21:57.991-04:00I'm back... Duh Duh DUH!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRrSHb3X-qK1z-MIFRgXd_exehoJ1eHtpo6pj0JjZfkMqXJp5piXjaQcns1kmxJqjbxjm8yWtRTu40aksH2Bmc5NyJ6cyzQ26R_cceyD7PwfXfgZNxi0OhFhBDkKFr7Tt0HGx8puPZ7w/s1600-h/33.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRrSHb3X-qK1z-MIFRgXd_exehoJ1eHtpo6pj0JjZfkMqXJp5piXjaQcns1kmxJqjbxjm8yWtRTu40aksH2Bmc5NyJ6cyzQ26R_cceyD7PwfXfgZNxi0OhFhBDkKFr7Tt0HGx8puPZ7w/s320/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340569228846575970" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >YOU FOUND ME!!! </span><br /></div><br />Hello friends! Miss me?<br /><br />I am so sorry that I have been mia for a over a month. Things have been crazy! You have all been so generous with your stories and updates and I feel as though I have let you down. Well I promise that I am going to rectify that situation right now. So here's the scoop....<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">What's happened since I've been gone </span><br /><br />Um well tons.... where to start... Let's start with the big things!<br /><br />* My best friend Katie got married! It was the most beautiful wedding! I promise that I will have another post with details! Just remember this: <span style="font-style: italic;">Always have an emergency kit! </span><br /><br />* Michael's cousin got married in Washington DC! The wedding was so fun and laid back. That is so what I want for ours.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">What's happening in my life now</span><br /><br />* Looking for a job in the Chicago land area. I am applying for a few positions, including a High School Teaching Assistant. I want a job with benefits that also allows me to work on my music/theater.<br /><br />* I have job for the month of July with a Children's Musical Theater Group. :)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">What's happening in the future </span><br /><br />1. I am moving from Chicago to Boston in <span style="font-weight: bold;">33</span> days!<br /><br /> *Moving in with the 'rents to save money, but feeling good about it.<br /><br />2. I am getting married in <span style="font-weight: bold;">388 </span>days! (The only reason I know that is because of the Knot.com) lol<br /><br /> * More on this to follow. ;)<br /><br /><br />PS<br /><br />Thank you so much <a href="http://creativegeniusgirlinc.blogspot.com/">CreativeGeniusGirlInc </a> and <a href="http://clare-thisandthat.blogspot.com/">Clare</a> for helping me realize I needed to come back! ;) xoxokubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-10617137760210450662009-04-02T11:47:00.005-04:002009-04-02T11:55:07.237-04:00MOVING!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_jBgICwwBP3VEtGfo2BU_QHErEQLMVUlxq93J90jGRPPjYqIazz6b2T8Qu-rPUxvNyr7Yo1Faj_MeDwsZe0mG5otwDOmZ3_obJ9QOvKJR8gdKlo1IDTFAGr2ddCvsNNjziMPXWzX_QU/s1600-h/lelove-fry.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_jBgICwwBP3VEtGfo2BU_QHErEQLMVUlxq93J90jGRPPjYqIazz6b2T8Qu-rPUxvNyr7Yo1Faj_MeDwsZe0mG5otwDOmZ3_obJ9QOvKJR8gdKlo1IDTFAGr2ddCvsNNjziMPXWzX_QU/s320/lelove-fry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320121789789260178" border="0" /></a><br />It's official! I gave my boss notice! I will be leaving in June and moving back to Chicago!!!! :D<br /><br />There is a part of me that is sad to be leaving Boston but the other is so excited to finally see Michael everyday!<br /><br />Things I need to think about and accomplish before doing things for the wedding:<br /><ul><li>Get a job!!!<br /></li><li>Sublet my place for the last 2 months or find someone to move in</li><li>Figure out the exact day I am moving and the costs<br /></li><li>Start collecting boxes<br /></li><li>Figure out what is going with me</li><li>Sell my furniture to pay for some of the moving expenses</li></ul>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-85835977549941852842009-04-02T11:05:00.004-04:002009-04-02T11:13:02.517-04:00Oh Sweet Papery how I love thee...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibenNQ8K5c7MHOVi3xuAM9iYlRRlG7QfTTsq7Kohl_zpjnuefyuMrLAsyI8bxYAj8-fRk3RNRnlsAOyhdBmpWp2BAp4S0yuKuVkTeLAzPBGdBWOhrFb4XO1iDpKCHzpfUAqecWCO1Uvgw/s1600-h/.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 139px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibenNQ8K5c7MHOVi3xuAM9iYlRRlG7QfTTsq7Kohl_zpjnuefyuMrLAsyI8bxYAj8-fRk3RNRnlsAOyhdBmpWp2BAp4S0yuKuVkTeLAzPBGdBWOhrFb4XO1iDpKCHzpfUAqecWCO1Uvgw/s400/.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320110621656862002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I love <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5180519">Sweet Papery</a> on <a href="http://www.etsy.com/">Etsy</a>! This is the design for our Save the Date stamp.<br /><br />Also, I ordered a version of this stamp for my parents to say "Thank You!" My mother has wanted one forever and I thought this was cute and original.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTCS9hvqxEGShDVwEBGsA4DkdNz1q5yRaFURC66hvFE8rBILr7ktK_yfpickCqiRuYxjIib6k5YEI0qSvz_2vQFQFSFcmwrTqkfZvfCG83MPT85TfkISeNOKluIwIG9qPqnpmq5jy2EqU/s1600-h/il_430xN.64175661.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTCS9hvqxEGShDVwEBGsA4DkdNz1q5yRaFURC66hvFE8rBILr7ktK_yfpickCqiRuYxjIib6k5YEI0qSvz_2vQFQFSFcmwrTqkfZvfCG83MPT85TfkISeNOKluIwIG9qPqnpmq5jy2EqU/s320/il_430xN.64175661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320111454369726882" border="0" /></a>More purchases will be made I'm sure. ;)<br /><br /><br /></div>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-38252295581193155712009-03-30T11:24:00.002-04:002009-03-30T11:27:02.271-04:00New Moon Anyone?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbmNkqzNpeiPrmLH7iXOlO_RikmARd-DYo58lsX5cWbeu4LaxnFIUYFI0D6IygN9Yx2tQtDKcmBHzN76fERiEdrmdDJD7edG0zf8yWpAIQjH5Daq5i0z1T5GVc9A3AgFYiXLz7XuLqx-c/s1600-h/a912323081ab8401_newmoonposters.preview.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbmNkqzNpeiPrmLH7iXOlO_RikmARd-DYo58lsX5cWbeu4LaxnFIUYFI0D6IygN9Yx2tQtDKcmBHzN76fERiEdrmdDJD7edG0zf8yWpAIQjH5Daq5i0z1T5GVc9A3AgFYiXLz7XuLqx-c/s400/a912323081ab8401_newmoonposters.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319002261328402338" border="0" /></a> I find myself becoming engrossed in the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Twilight</span> series. Looking forward to November 20th, 2009 when <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">New Moon</span> is released in theaters.kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-55943344169766098032009-03-27T14:59:00.004-04:002009-03-27T15:08:13.682-04:00Twilight<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqm6GpBixfQzeD39NjaQYhW5p0SESz2Ypkw_CbJSlbUF07ezKJJwU5L4o2rl1Sjc1ZSQJPvfMz0VuP-7LKGETsMOGzppvx2F3NRB6gjzVGc8lc6nkOay6G1Lr1AM6CMaPQPIdw_nPCcc/s1600-h/enchatment.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqm6GpBixfQzeD39NjaQYhW5p0SESz2Ypkw_CbJSlbUF07ezKJJwU5L4o2rl1Sjc1ZSQJPvfMz0VuP-7LKGETsMOGzppvx2F3NRB6gjzVGc8lc6nkOay6G1Lr1AM6CMaPQPIdw_nPCcc/s400/enchatment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317944251347561426" border="0" /></a>I wish I was lying under this tree looking up. The moon would be smiling down and the breeze would gently caress my face. Nature's sound would be my playlist and the air my blanket.kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-49095431911481111052009-03-27T14:50:00.003-04:002009-03-27T14:58:16.599-04:00Advice?<span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#6600cc;">"Don't fear pressure,for pressure is what turns rough stones into diamonds"<br /><br /></span><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#ff3399;">Wherever</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#ff3399;">you go, take </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#ff3399;">your whole</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#ff3399;">heart along.</span></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#ff3399;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">A friend of mine sent me some "quotes to live by". I have been feeling a bit worn out from being sick and having people telling what I should and shouldn't do for the wedding. It hasn't even been 2 weeks people, let me enjoy being engaged first! Sheesh. lol I just hope that they realize this is our wedding and not theirs. (sigh)<br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;">Dear friends,</p><p style="text-align: left;">How do you deal with people trying to take over your wedding? How do you keep everyone's feelings from being hurt? </p><p style="text-align: left;">Love,<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">~ Kubby<br /></p>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419681726177131856.post-50902135245347882912009-03-26T08:57:00.003-04:002009-03-26T09:43:42.570-04:00The Proposal<p><strong>Her story: </strong><br /></p><p>I was in St Louis for my Aunt Lynn's 50th surprise party. Michael couldn't make it because of work. He called me that morning at 7am, which was odd. Lucky for him, I was already up watching WALLE with my baby cousin James. Michael just wanted to know how everything had gone the night before and what we were doing that day. Everything seemed normal. Little did I know. ;) </p> <p>Later that day, we were all sitting around eating lunch when I saw my father leave in his car. I thought that was rather odd and asked everyone where he was going. They assumed he was going to get medicine because he hadn’t been feeling well. He was back in about 10 -15 min. He then informed us that he had forgotten his computer at the hotel. Uh Oh! “Kris, will you come with me? I’d like the company and I’m not feeling too well.” “Sure!” So we left. He then sent me inside. </p> <p>When I opened the door to the room, I saw the bathroom door closing. I thought to myself, “No that can’t be right. I made that up. Let me check.” When I opened the door, someone pulled it shut. I jumped back about 2 feet. “Oh hell no! Someone is in here stealing my parents’ stuff. Should I confront them? They might be bigger than me. Should I run away? No I am gonna confront them… while I keep my hand on the front door just in case.” So I go to open the door and Michael jumps out from behind a wall yelling, “SURPRISE!!!” I screamed and jumped about 3 feet! I didn’t understand how he had gotten out of the bathroom. He told me he wanted to see me. I was so touched that he would drive all the way from Chicago just to see me for a few hours. “I have a card for you. Here read it.” </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><i><u>For My Soul Mate </u></i></p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>If </em><em>you ever wonder</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>How I feel about you...</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>Look in the mirror.</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>In your reflection you'll see..</em>.<em></em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>The person I want to spend my whole life with,</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>The one I love more than words can say,</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>The one that makes me happy,</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>The one I want to grow old with.</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>So if you ever have any doubt </em>about who makes my life complete,<em></em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>Look into the mirror and you'll see</em>.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>I Love You...</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>Today and Always</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>Remember today, always.</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>I love you, I love you, I love you</em><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><em>~Michael </em><br /></p> <p>After I read the card, I thought “Is this it? No it can’t be. I know that he’s not ready to do this yet.” Michael then asked me to sit on the bed because he had something else to give me. Then he pulled out a ring box from one of the dresser drawers and got down on one knee. I started bawling.I couldn't believe it. I was so happy. He asked me with tears in his eyes,"You are the most important thing in the world to me. Will you marry me? ". Well Duh! Of course I said YES!!!!!! I was so happy. I wanted to know who else knew. He then called his sister Joy out who had been hiding in the bathroom. Apparently, I arrived too early and she had to hideout in there. LOL Michael told me the reason he was asking me now was because he knew everytime I saw him, he knew I was thinking "Is this it?" He wanted to surprise me. Also, he knew that I had always wanted to tell my family in person. So we went back to my Aunt's house and went in. I think everyone was really confused because I was crying and then they saw Michael. I found my Mom, held up my hand and said "We are getting married!" Everyone started to freak out and hug. My Aunt Lynn and Uncle Gerry broke out the champagne and grape juice for the kids. Dad even gave a toast. I started to cry again when he got tears in his eyes.<br /></p>Michael could not have planned it better. He got me! It was perfect! <p><br /></p><p><strong>His story: </strong><br /></p><p>Coming soon<br /></p>kubbybearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14565398476244989297noreply@blogger.com1