tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69930194896772580382024-03-13T14:24:36.280-07:00Christmas with a southern roseA Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-4139200685417488812009-10-04T09:34:00.000-07:002009-12-02T09:04:00.710-08:00Making Memories<strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">I wanted to share with you some pictures of my youngest child a few years ago taken at his Christmas program. Garrett was in preschool. We went to Cracker Barrel afterwards. That is his favorite place to eat! I took this one of him in one of their rocking chairs out front on the porch. I think that he loves going there so much because of the warm feeling that you get there. Especially during the holidays.</span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8TOkdKh8UmK-8MVdMosM3PSOBUug8s58fwta8r-pN8lxLzAtrANBt9eMSitmyjiHGG0Ie2nAvIDYslHWobe-nSuJk2ShZiyBeKRfSNL1VZ45s2Iz7Aw-l-fP_S3OjV53N0hH0jP7jvbxz/s1600-h/100_2481.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388785277896920930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8TOkdKh8UmK-8MVdMosM3PSOBUug8s58fwta8r-pN8lxLzAtrANBt9eMSitmyjiHGG0Ie2nAvIDYslHWobe-nSuJk2ShZiyBeKRfSNL1VZ45s2Iz7Aw-l-fP_S3OjV53N0hH0jP7jvbxz/s320/100_2481.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">He was in 4 year old preschool and they always put on the sweetest programs at that age. Isn't he a doll!?</span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXmMRKiMG8hr5aoaEouqiKaPxgshCgJKHBuqyIwAg66bqE8aaMPJ9Ic0DweWCO7qinuGUbtWbzkXr1is4hl3NY-TxbfL4eHCpbZu169ciCezruCVKHCxVpBymHLU8T50qq70pV63KfnQ6d/s1600-h/100_2483.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388785269378349266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXmMRKiMG8hr5aoaEouqiKaPxgshCgJKHBuqyIwAg66bqE8aaMPJ9Ic0DweWCO7qinuGUbtWbzkXr1is4hl3NY-TxbfL4eHCpbZu169ciCezruCVKHCxVpBymHLU8T50qq70pV63KfnQ6d/s320/100_2483.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Here he is pointing up to Heaven. On a sad note...his teacher sitting in the front row with her back to the audience passed away the next year form breast cancer. She was such a sweet lady and so sweet to both of my sons. She taught Cole too when he was little.</span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSYEctlyC11hNvcFryZd0iy_9kItAb8jZ-7Y9cebnqivAVhK0LxejQiyk0GDLI2Do-pzi-veDr6vv-qwSToZz1QwxpGzLNZG371mgACek6YxGMotms7UrFNduz17lWkGPRf5m_GKZ9vbM/s1600-h/100_2485.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388785262420024610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSYEctlyC11hNvcFryZd0iy_9kItAb8jZ-7Y9cebnqivAVhK0LxejQiyk0GDLI2Do-pzi-veDr6vv-qwSToZz1QwxpGzLNZG371mgACek6YxGMotms7UrFNduz17lWkGPRf5m_GKZ9vbM/s320/100_2485.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">Here is Mrs. Jean in the back of the children singing with them. Garrett loves to sing and perform. I love these special times with my children. I love making memories with them.</span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8lq68jdm0UniPBGebyY4UqTtm8p3TdUm5Zm8PGrzNY-4SGNQl_ZSeNY-orD9FQIc_5194vKkaQpLtkXqXaxRVLBl56f3i3Qi4afLKJa_ysXxAJP8OrJ8E-qzDAP-ovLLi4Rf200BJGeI/s1600-h/100_2484.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388785258657111954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8lq68jdm0UniPBGebyY4UqTtm8p3TdUm5Zm8PGrzNY-4SGNQl_ZSeNY-orD9FQIc_5194vKkaQpLtkXqXaxRVLBl56f3i3Qi4afLKJa_ysXxAJP8OrJ8E-qzDAP-ovLLi4Rf200BJGeI/s320/100_2484.JPG" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I hope that you are enjoying making memores with your family this holiday season.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-14719720154532922552009-09-21T15:02:00.000-07:002009-09-21T15:13:00.318-07:00Christmas at Papaw's...2001<strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Sweet little Garrett at Papaw's house (my daddy) for Christmas 2001. This was his first Christmas. He was 7 months old. </span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizoYsc0vp1g81EfopdKXHVQoEnacp4rUgctBir1miA8Uw-W49x9NCG4EWFrrCdKpJETUqnOlhSHmIdN2jOnm5TAosYyhcpunPOTOFSp4uuTOiVnJtOR67v3DyKXQPJcXapjjKsv-oF8K-E/s1600-h/100_2317.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384045209276677122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizoYsc0vp1g81EfopdKXHVQoEnacp4rUgctBir1miA8Uw-W49x9NCG4EWFrrCdKpJETUqnOlhSHmIdN2jOnm5TAosYyhcpunPOTOFSp4uuTOiVnJtOR67v3DyKXQPJcXapjjKsv-oF8K-E/s320/100_2317.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">He was so soft and cuddly in this outfit. All of his dark hair had fallen out and it was growing back blond. He was the sweetest baby! He is now 8 years old and he is still the sweetest little boy! </span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnoCe1TiIWK4LSec0xVdmpjQJZ1BtS-7mOti2SX100O105Mj6DNhe6nOw06nD6Y7F5OCWVlJdV50QFkfja0ZMThoqhr9JfLSHM8Tf6LErb27EHdyXF3uSTvp73NwQ3G149RcZAkWDQsX3n/s1600-h/100_2316.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384045202486131426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnoCe1TiIWK4LSec0xVdmpjQJZ1BtS-7mOti2SX100O105Mj6DNhe6nOw06nD6Y7F5OCWVlJdV50QFkfja0ZMThoqhr9JfLSHM8Tf6LErb27EHdyXF3uSTvp73NwQ3G149RcZAkWDQsX3n/s320/100_2316.jpg" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Tomorrow is the first day of Fall and I am so glad! This is my favorite time of year! Christmas will be here before we know it! I've already gotten most of my shopping done. Starting in November, I will post more on this blog. </span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"> Happy Fall, Y'all!!!</span></em></strong><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-17887956573630449862009-08-03T18:50:00.000-07:002009-08-03T19:02:49.669-07:00A Christmas long ago...<em><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>I found this photo of my mom and my little sister and my baby daughter. It was Christmas morning and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Christy</span> still had on her little flannel night gown. She was almost a year old. Her birthday is in January. My little sister was 10 years old. I made my mom a grandma at an early age. <span style="color:#006600;">Now mama is a great grandma. My daughter <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Christy</span> had her first baby and he is 1 year old. I love looking back at these old pictures. </span></strong></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4edWeTYa1CyAuSI1TIuxe6klpk5v39tuH_qgDl7_Q6LIKdWaz9Fv4fv8NqxSfmqjAwgEtyDaRbXJxRltx2AQJPPGvenK6d4AYLxtsqA9TIdch0OJX9T8ZfkI9BxXlZwZUZy1K9fKnDdc-/s1600-h/100_1057.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365921350434697826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4edWeTYa1CyAuSI1TIuxe6klpk5v39tuH_qgDl7_Q6LIKdWaz9Fv4fv8NqxSfmqjAwgEtyDaRbXJxRltx2AQJPPGvenK6d4AYLxtsqA9TIdch0OJX9T8ZfkI9BxXlZwZUZy1K9fKnDdc-/s320/100_1057.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-89402573949178394802009-07-08T06:52:00.000-07:002009-07-08T07:08:13.539-07:00Christmas Pageant<strong><em><span style="color:#003333;">I was going through some old photos and ran across these that were taken years ago. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Christy</span> was 13 I think and Cole was around 5 years old. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Christy</span> was in a pageant that night at her school. It was a Christmas pageant. She didn't want to enter it after I told her that I didn't have the extra money to buy a new pageant dress. I had gotten her this one at a thrift shop. I told her to wear it and the judges would love it. She placed third. She couldn't believe it. I wonder if she still has this dress somewhere!? </span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBzgHKegnwvFmh47tEFou9GCFqpQT3Whdaf8vWEzs_2x34CGYTLILHEKerZTJw7nb69TQhxPFFglye0-BeQV6y12gWO3HdTgsWcZwx7E0K2NYqH4cDiArMN9ANio3_vCvEFIXbs9BqLkuV/s1600-h/100_2055.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356087295846100818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBzgHKegnwvFmh47tEFou9GCFqpQT3Whdaf8vWEzs_2x34CGYTLILHEKerZTJw7nb69TQhxPFFglye0-BeQV6y12gWO3HdTgsWcZwx7E0K2NYqH4cDiArMN9ANio3_vCvEFIXbs9BqLkuV/s320/100_2055.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Cole was in the Christmas pageant also. He won 1st place. He has his trophy in his hand. He was so funny up there on that stage. He took his jacket off and started posing and showing off his muscles!! I couldn't believe that he did that! The more the crowd laughed and clapped the more 'into' it he got! The principle said that she wanted to put it on 'America's Funniest Home Videos'! </span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvcL_RniizgrYeVJ-BwAEHmNjjAIrmW2ivyjIc_h5m4b1IZXFd6C8QkyshGayT387Lvg-SO-BgeFrG5kyAx1jGceLYmWR9msEOF2f_aSyGrkO0oS8nAuLBow3snih_hTU38mcQgCFUgL6W/s1600-h/100_2054.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356087286125978818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvcL_RniizgrYeVJ-BwAEHmNjjAIrmW2ivyjIc_h5m4b1IZXFd6C8QkyshGayT387Lvg-SO-BgeFrG5kyAx1jGceLYmWR9msEOF2f_aSyGrkO0oS8nAuLBow3snih_hTU38mcQgCFUgL6W/s320/100_2054.jpg" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#003333;">I love finding these old pictures. They bring back so many memories.</span></em></strong><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-56097603761445723282009-06-22T05:10:00.000-07:002009-06-22T05:44:30.026-07:00Cole and Santa<strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">I haven't posted on my Christmas blog in 5 weeks. I try to post at least once a month on here. Can you believe that we are half way through the year! Six more months 'til Christmas! I wanted to share this picture of Cole with Santa when he was around 3 years old. He was not a happy camper! Look at that face! The only way that I could get him to sit in Santa's lap was to let him hold my pen. As soon as the picture was taken, he wanted out of his lap! Cole will be 18 years old next month. </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Has anyone done any Christmas shopping yet? I always try to start right after Christmas! Last year I was finished by September. It felt so good too! Because I work in retail, I have to work extra long hours during the holidays. When I get off everyday, I'm usually too tired to do much of anything. Last year it really helped me to have it all done early. I was able to enjoy the holidays more. I've gotten a good bit done so far. Today is my day off and my son Garrett and I are spending the whole day together. I'm taking him to the movies and out to eat. We really want to see the movie "UP". I hope that it is playing. Then after that, we are going to a couple of thrift shops. He loves to do that. He usually finds something that he just HAS to have! LOL He is a lot like his mama.</span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzevV7gmqMkI8vOz6wCkMj_v_ebLEQmzkRaxX7jFnynINjlHdpMxBD-Lbinl5irih0zaJuM2neme51e20QVkeDwXErc2AEhTeeAN8rUziC02jo_fwvtEjm8Rkt-x0b682p7KBEY99537ds/s1600-h/100_1847.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350126925693932882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzevV7gmqMkI8vOz6wCkMj_v_ebLEQmzkRaxX7jFnynINjlHdpMxBD-Lbinl5irih0zaJuM2neme51e20QVkeDwXErc2AEhTeeAN8rUziC02jo_fwvtEjm8Rkt-x0b682p7KBEY99537ds/s320/100_1847.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-85228051622847864992009-05-15T09:22:00.000-07:002009-05-15T09:30:55.792-07:00Garrett's 1st Christmas morning<span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Look at my sweet little Garrett on his first Christmas morning. He was so excited. I love this big smile that he has! I remember having to 'stuff' him in his Christmas p.j.s because they were almost too little for him. </em></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhounHBg2Pa5yfhkw-XHlN-pD2J7d20j6lYPUfO9yGnzy18_GfZ57-sUg36mECNkjKIQ3NPBSqd8xv362Xuf2Iiz2ll5cnyXEo_lfkcUY9srxsDdRUhJhr35jnBv_0_kdQwLk1Zkqn2vxAz/s1600-h/100_1832.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336087359311169202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhounHBg2Pa5yfhkw-XHlN-pD2J7d20j6lYPUfO9yGnzy18_GfZ57-sUg36mECNkjKIQ3NPBSqd8xv362Xuf2Iiz2ll5cnyXEo_lfkcUY9srxsDdRUhJhr35jnBv_0_kdQwLk1Zkqn2vxAz/s320/100_1832.jpg" /></a><strong><span style="color:#006600;">His little cheeks have been kissed so much in his 8 years! I hope that he never gets tired of it. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">LOL</span> If he is anything like his brother Cole, he will always love it. </span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-18092281813429328242009-03-31T05:57:00.000-07:002009-03-31T06:13:44.934-07:00Garrett and his MaMaw Judy<strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">This is my mom and Garrett on his first Christmas. (2001) I love this picture of them. It was Christmas night and we went to her house to eat Christmas supper. Mom makes the best turkey and dressing and giblet gravy! She had cooked all day long and was glad when we finally got there. She lives in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Louisiana</span>. Doesn't she look so pretty here? Garrett looked so sweet in his little Christmas outfit. He was 7 months old here.</span></em></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3PcY3m0t1gLdlSyF_IyGDKRaK1bE0mj1lf0XIC8XLBc44DuLRJmkllDHfWnT4tB_S_si0wA0jgpmDAAgrK_2LjVKkUgk8sNaJRW_Fwyd1HJEp6_DWpToez8lC8jRxZ8NcEpvlo-gIFOcs/s1600-h/100_1162.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319337122555576594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3PcY3m0t1gLdlSyF_IyGDKRaK1bE0mj1lf0XIC8XLBc44DuLRJmkllDHfWnT4tB_S_si0wA0jgpmDAAgrK_2LjVKkUgk8sNaJRW_Fwyd1HJEp6_DWpToez8lC8jRxZ8NcEpvlo-gIFOcs/s320/100_1162.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-3936151600558194482009-03-16T21:25:00.001-07:002009-03-16T21:39:42.987-07:00Jason's First Christmas<span style="color:#ff0000;">I haven't done a post on my Christmas blog since January so I thought I would do one tonight. I remembered these precious pictures that I had taken of Stevie and my sweet grand baby, Jason on Christmas day. This was Jason's first Christmas. He looks like a doll in these pictures! </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6C8iCZAiiWj5OhLj56h6kXn5js_9Z-TCDcZNSdf8zhnqF4aJg4PveufoeuxxgDZgByY7dZeAiwHUjk6VDY_Xk1E5mjvZrINDN8hIYZG3w3pdptrHl5K3MKWxXUoOaSKALtOeP9WshM-W/s1600-h/100_0709.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314009100111593666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6C8iCZAiiWj5OhLj56h6kXn5js_9Z-TCDcZNSdf8zhnqF4aJg4PveufoeuxxgDZgByY7dZeAiwHUjk6VDY_Xk1E5mjvZrINDN8hIYZG3w3pdptrHl5K3MKWxXUoOaSKALtOeP9WshM-W/s320/100_0709.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff0000;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Every time</span> that Jason sees Stevie his little face lights up! He gets a huge smile on his face and so does Stevie! </span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNMxeg6k2I0vvQAuArYDiG8HknR4lYrCNKxroWycPYpARAAJYm5i0lG_l3_WeZbHQaqUr_QExXPHxD57dsHSOWkBoopzL7fJsQhI4n8NV9mtV8aU8GzaDGPIZrwq0vAsRD8EQHBzRoW8ul/s1600-h/100_0710.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314009097505677298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNMxeg6k2I0vvQAuArYDiG8HknR4lYrCNKxroWycPYpARAAJYm5i0lG_l3_WeZbHQaqUr_QExXPHxD57dsHSOWkBoopzL7fJsQhI4n8NV9mtV8aU8GzaDGPIZrwq0vAsRD8EQHBzRoW8ul/s320/100_0710.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#006600;">Next Christmas he will really be 'into' it. He will be able to enjoy it more. He is 9 months old now and almost walking! It's hard to believe how fast time flies. I plan on posting on this blog at least once a month. Stop by again, if you can and please leave me a comment. Thanks!!</span><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-30946157540190077312009-01-23T06:15:00.001-08:002009-01-23T06:47:00.520-08:00Little empty 'cottage' shop...<span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>Look what we ran across last year. A little empty store called 'The Cottage' . It's in a little town about 45 miles from my cottage where I live. Oh how I wish the economy was better and I had the money to open my own shop. We rode by there recently and it is still empty and it has been almost a year. </em></span><br /><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijIsPCip1Vo-lTmS2Va7I8cuG8VtGdad82prs4TMeAFY5IwT0G8RM0MDgXSmNama2-ybxd2X7MI-YHRmNS9i4FmXwu7wV-sNX9XUPC1Zf0B1dz5FJlu71V1rOQvyoW37Zp3RzTWhDzgl-V/s1600-h/100_0832.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294494914949378498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijIsPCip1Vo-lTmS2Va7I8cuG8VtGdad82prs4TMeAFY5IwT0G8RM0MDgXSmNama2-ybxd2X7MI-YHRmNS9i4FmXwu7wV-sNX9XUPC1Zf0B1dz5FJlu71V1rOQvyoW37Zp3RzTWhDzgl-V/s320/100_0832.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#6600cc;">Here I was standing in front of one of my favorite flower bushes. I just love Wisteria! They are so beautiful! I was a little bit <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">scared</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">and you</span> can probably tell in the picture. There were bees flying all around me and I DO NOT like being around insects! I don't dislike them because I know they have a job to do and they are important. I just don't like getting too close to them. </span></em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9huNm2kp5I6xuXLoMCSG7DcivCeXr3FLQvOEfG-5m0QuxLv_NWXeH7u-wbMC8bcR1cK_mjJDB780GPVLR9HyKDV9o-cJKOGnm1cw8TZ6LhuxgAn3vVQAY7KkyMGzpqIb4zQSFx4hw79d/s1600-h/100_0833.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294494903759045410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9huNm2kp5I6xuXLoMCSG7DcivCeXr3FLQvOEfG-5m0QuxLv_NWXeH7u-wbMC8bcR1cK_mjJDB780GPVLR9HyKDV9o-cJKOGnm1cw8TZ6LhuxgAn3vVQAY7KkyMGzpqIb4zQSFx4hw79d/s320/100_0833.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#6600cc;"><em>Have a great Friday! Today is my day off and I'm gonna spend it with my son Cole. I might even get him to go to a couple <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">of</span> thrift shops with me. If I find anything good, I will post pictures. I have to go and check on my booth at the Vendor's mall and add a few things to it. I still have it but was able to move it closer to the front when a new space became available. </em></span></div><em><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-66658800404046837512009-01-22T09:49:00.001-08:002009-01-23T06:48:18.254-08:00Sweet little Christmas find<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyphenhyphenI2mIKB-3dmx4XjTmIBT-JpDTWJBn1zA4GZxH6sx4MGH7YDHSw_Pj4FVZxoT8aHKUr4Rt1X2IhgfHZ3sFmeVU0VungMQ3bp6rUSS1VjyeinQi6KnfSpzaCVRdkoxMr8lFzUkV8fqwxxv/s1600-h/100_0861.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294180681807953522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyphenhyphenI2mIKB-3dmx4XjTmIBT-JpDTWJBn1zA4GZxH6sx4MGH7YDHSw_Pj4FVZxoT8aHKUr4Rt1X2IhgfHZ3sFmeVU0VungMQ3bp6rUSS1VjyeinQi6KnfSpzaCVRdkoxMr8lFzUkV8fqwxxv/s320/100_0861.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I've decided to still post on my Christmas blog from time to time. I will post Christmas finds that I get at garage sales, thrift stores, etc. I'm going to try and organize my storage shed this year and weed out a few tings that I haven't used in a while and either put them in my vendor's booth or donate them. Any Christmas projects that I work on for this Christmas, I will post also. Maybe that will help me to remember to unpack and use them this coming holiday season. I also plan to start decorating a little earlier this year. Time snuck up on me this past year and I didn't get to use all of the decorations that I had planned to use.</span> <span style="color:#993399;">I found this pretty little Christmas tree musical thingy the other day at the thrift shop for $2.00. It plays a Christmas song and it lights up different colors. It also has a little clock at the bottom. I thought it was a neat find.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">See Y'all again soon.</span><br /><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-51821438061884658802008-12-21T19:41:00.000-08:002008-12-21T22:11:53.563-08:00Elfs...wish you a Merry Chistmas<a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a><br /><br />I hope all of my friends out there are having a good holiday season! We only have a few days 'til Christmas! I was reading Polly's blog at 'Counting Your Blessings' and she has the cutest elf video with herself dancing as an elf. I thought it was so cute that I decided to make two videos. I have one on each of my blogs. This disco dance stars my sons Cole and Garrett and my daughter <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christy</span></span></span> and my friend Stevie's little girl, Hailey and of course...me. I think this is so funny! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Every time</span> that I watch it, I just laugh and laugh! Garrett laughs so much when he watches it! I love to hear him laugh! Cole got a big kick out of it too! All he could say was "that's crazy!" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">LOL</span></span></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Christy</span></span></span> and Hailey haven't seen it yet. I can't wait to show them!<br /><br />Merry Christmas! Hope you get a laugh out of this! Before you watch it, go to my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">playlist</span></span> and turn it off. I know you are gonna laugh! This is the closest that I will ever get to dancing!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='473' height='329' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz_4tM6KWUM_3jWBTXMcBL-NOabVFcb4j4lX31LJCtVezURpssm5T5gdQwS061RfP79lYKyTQ0_fmXg2GOu_w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-31011030563938982722008-12-16T07:15:00.001-08:002008-12-16T07:52:31.471-08:00Sassy in the snowThese pictures were<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvxFUcDBEFxB002xtbsbdGiFZRulCSV84Vj0529r-ALQkPXX6hyJ2jff3Azqr7jj6VCAOUNO8HHYR2RvJDrhPPPO14IWb7vnXT2zCbhm2715yo-LzCHXF6a-aiG3RBl6t8Wf3w-h-mFl8/s1600-h/100_0641.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280411357774829634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvxFUcDBEFxB002xtbsbdGiFZRulCSV84Vj0529r-ALQkPXX6hyJ2jff3Azqr7jj6VCAOUNO8HHYR2RvJDrhPPPO14IWb7vnXT2zCbhm2715yo-LzCHXF6a-aiG3RBl6t8Wf3w-h-mFl8/s320/100_0641.jpg" border="0" /></a> taken the other day when it snowed. I never know what order my pictures will load. I wanted the one with my little deck before Sassy made footprints on it, to be first. I had to put her out for her morning pee-pee and she did not want to go! She said that she would like to pass on the pee -pee break! She would much rather be inside with her mama decorating the little pink Christmas tree in the dining room where it is warm and cozy!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXWdA_CY-q9q-S1lDYthdnIRu6iqGMaWOeEv9AeaBcy97LA0Tca0P5KhB1StaUUmzywt5X8tse4VNOJv0tlZ9C8RAQAEt97VyaYqoGazm0_OP0WI_qgm926V5pXrrdfB4ekKwXn5rhxP1/s1600-h/100_0640.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280411355096092594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXWdA_CY-q9q-S1lDYthdnIRu6iqGMaWOeEv9AeaBcy97LA0Tca0P5KhB1StaUUmzywt5X8tse4VNOJv0tlZ9C8RAQAEt97VyaYqoGazm0_OP0WI_qgm926V5pXrrdfB4ekKwXn5rhxP1/s320/100_0640.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZGiyPmiBO4InYuTDx1NBsvUmTAS1EL6f3kRAuVogL48AiV1J3MuuJbhhVMW1ppiuSGh1m0FdsE4QaAlQp_Ba-FDs38gb3D9Omp8yECgl5cCHQpuv8-rxNN5_OHWdUxYD2BIZOjyK7NvqD/s1600-h/100_0639.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280411350596542146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZGiyPmiBO4InYuTDx1NBsvUmTAS1EL6f3kRAuVogL48AiV1J3MuuJbhhVMW1ppiuSGh1m0FdsE4QaAlQp_Ba-FDs38gb3D9Omp8yECgl5cCHQpuv8-rxNN5_OHWdUxYD2BIZOjyK7NvqD/s320/100_0639.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My little pink Christmas tree in the dining room. I was just starting to decorate it. I still have to finish it...if I can locate the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">box</span> that the ornaments are in. I only have a few teapots and teacups and a few glass balls on it right now. I will take <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">more</span> pictures when I finish it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg38dpq9ox9i6ETsJtuvrVeve6yUR0FkDzxl2QSM-eeAFhFvPMijr06aSXQTVPs9UrWBTMbdPoxVru04bA4C6elbM0eoQSUuUw42Ir1UtHn_3L9fhKoJpIfRIeN4ifb5PFDQgNMkgkcUxo/s1600-h/100_0606.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280411336681727538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg38dpq9ox9i6ETsJtuvrVeve6yUR0FkDzxl2QSM-eeAFhFvPMijr06aSXQTVPs9UrWBTMbdPoxVru04bA4C6elbM0eoQSUuUw42Ir1UtHn_3L9fhKoJpIfRIeN4ifb5PFDQgNMkgkcUxo/s320/100_0606.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaBjUUWLsjsE-l9pQbrajIgcZ2qqlGshD68K1qAbFIAS7b2RxbmRtbDUeAj35hcmFon2J6XuYO69OYOAqKSrE48qvV-9NNx4Qm9dQvVjI7qi9bJmH8q3SjTr6KFVFsz3j-nDfGAgRMIMf/s1600-h/100_0604.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280411334875043474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaBjUUWLsjsE-l9pQbrajIgcZ2qqlGshD68K1qAbFIAS7b2RxbmRtbDUeAj35hcmFon2J6XuYO69OYOAqKSrE48qvV-9NNx4Qm9dQvVjI7qi9bJmH8q3SjTr6KFVFsz3j-nDfGAgRMIMf/s320/100_0604.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-70143924948060581862008-12-14T19:45:00.001-08:002008-12-14T20:10:45.392-08:00Making memories...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjOhVDlbevNoM5kskI93h06WLpaIDHfd6-Vd3-n2uJaqsZUw-y9TmscFMkslNpAA8VSJlgsThQ-3Q6uG2WyeSL8cEkdH0VhZu0TJFrur3OWWa_wI1Q-zryDaZzHhECXgY7BzAF0awYcWx/s1600-h/100_0601.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279860633110336130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjOhVDlbevNoM5kskI93h06WLpaIDHfd6-Vd3-n2uJaqsZUw-y9TmscFMkslNpAA8VSJlgsThQ-3Q6uG2WyeSL8cEkdH0VhZu0TJFrur3OWWa_wI1Q-zryDaZzHhECXgY7BzAF0awYcWx/s320/100_0601.jpg" border="0" /></a> This my tree this year. I'm not finished with it yet. We haven't even started the white tree in the den yet. I love how the colors and the roses match my china.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOsSoxHopM3jI8S2gvN00a56NX_rLUrdET-ICEu5stphWyMfpXnFBSmjmqQZoX1QR2wnUKJ9vAb7F6BGXjm1EyUa2R0pkqueCYg_g39LdXSLpgMTw0v-UcgGjPR6lzI3iEEiWhMKghbr_/s1600-h/100_0594.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279860617984175042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOsSoxHopM3jI8S2gvN00a56NX_rLUrdET-ICEu5stphWyMfpXnFBSmjmqQZoX1QR2wnUKJ9vAb7F6BGXjm1EyUa2R0pkqueCYg_g39LdXSLpgMTw0v-UcgGjPR6lzI3iEEiWhMKghbr_/s320/100_0594.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUoeRrFEFd-yhJRF4nGTAU8k2giRamX2dZJr24Psm-3Jzhv-ERd9b_BrH1-SJW0Xx8dPiNcZhvxcweFkNLMsEN6KEd2cDrp3hXHNFk3fpTdg8FsyPxg8EbUAPK_7BRwsgHM8KQzO637vyO/s1600-h/100_0598.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279860612111380066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUoeRrFEFd-yhJRF4nGTAU8k2giRamX2dZJr24Psm-3Jzhv-ERd9b_BrH1-SJW0Xx8dPiNcZhvxcweFkNLMsEN6KEd2cDrp3hXHNFk3fpTdg8FsyPxg8EbUAPK_7BRwsgHM8KQzO637vyO/s320/100_0598.jpg" border="0" /></a> Getting the tree ready. Christmas is almost here. I have never been this late on my decorating before. Oh well...as long as it gets ready before Santa comes!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi93Iw5DZplWK8WGTHEsEQSYRd1gICtLNq1Kzk33lSj6ieBqYkrQIwiYOUFMySuv75AIALawp4g50T4AtPv_Me7fYmhokxG54J3WbcimU72X8GGVfeRZXPfKKCPVK3to5m4maaTaXmUEtdV/s1600-h/100_0603.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279860607273496978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi93Iw5DZplWK8WGTHEsEQSYRd1gICtLNq1Kzk33lSj6ieBqYkrQIwiYOUFMySuv75AIALawp4g50T4AtPv_Me7fYmhokxG54J3WbcimU72X8GGVfeRZXPfKKCPVK3to5m4maaTaXmUEtdV/s320/100_0603.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhui56YHBI-pAmSX_tTJBohzk8hbH2YsiX3sltCehDfBwDLLYpqX9VL6zCztyod1Uul0tWGCdw0aGQn4Id69Afh6yLlGBo4mX0QukA09yUowk44ebq6u7Frbjx3yvpUwXrfVqz6xdwFGJ-y/s1600-h/100_0573.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279860602877475698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhui56YHBI-pAmSX_tTJBohzk8hbH2YsiX3sltCehDfBwDLLYpqX9VL6zCztyod1Uul0tWGCdw0aGQn4Id69Afh6yLlGBo4mX0QukA09yUowk44ebq6u7Frbjx3yvpUwXrfVqz6xdwFGJ-y/s320/100_0573.jpg" border="0" /></a> I decided to decorate one night before I went to bed. I couldn't sleep so I thought I would try and get a little decorating done.<br /><br />That same day ( you can see that I only have one rose on the tree.) before Garrett went to school. He is my handsome little man. He doesn't want to help me do this tree. He says that it's too <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">girly</span>. He will help me decorate the white tree in the den, soon. <br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-55260665331558683552008-12-13T06:49:00.000-08:002008-12-16T07:56:35.948-08:00Me and Aunt Jenny<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin4JuPEX3Wx5hDZBi9tJLShttLPBqDkKxkZXq0eyaP7pty23z5hEOdB49bFLFsuPen1xM1tQ7WJR7_WaXKTtetVl2kbax1vaeXhumOHHK-9j8ed-b10xfurg_yKv3NEUhHrbpQUfF-BycL/s1600-h/100_0563.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279288401095693762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin4JuPEX3Wx5hDZBi9tJLShttLPBqDkKxkZXq0eyaP7pty23z5hEOdB49bFLFsuPen1xM1tQ7WJR7_WaXKTtetVl2kbax1vaeXhumOHHK-9j8ed-b10xfurg_yKv3NEUhHrbpQUfF-BycL/s320/100_0563.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is me and my Aunt Jenny a few years ago. She and my Uncle Jerry have an auction house in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Gillsburg</span>, Ms. This was at their auction Christmas party. Isn't if funny that we wore the same sweater? We are so much alike!<br /><br />I love going to their auction. I haven't been able to go for a while. It is only about 25 miles from my house. They have auctions every Monday night. Most of the time when I go, I get myself into trouble.(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">LOL</span>) I always see something that I have to have! I have gotten some really good things there! Maybe after the holidays are over I will be able to go again. Maybe I will have some Christmas money.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-74285437319484039982008-12-10T12:14:00.001-08:002008-12-16T07:58:27.817-08:00Memories of a past-pink Christmas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVeQzJ_ldBrfjObGrmv2C9k4gF_RAC3uLosCC-7VsPqp7wR15LS13xX3MkVOPVRqcKwlgziT1rTE69qEkDL0VDmJt_gTgMNdczwCtMay5aD6wGjAbz6WMjbLZp1_RRwfGncJq6ers0QR4/s1600-h/100_0060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278258916826314466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVeQzJ_ldBrfjObGrmv2C9k4gF_RAC3uLosCC-7VsPqp7wR15LS13xX3MkVOPVRqcKwlgziT1rTE69qEkDL0VDmJt_gTgMNdczwCtMay5aD6wGjAbz6WMjbLZp1_RRwfGncJq6ers0QR4/s320/100_0060.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Christmas is almost here. I decided to post a few old pictures of my dining room tree decorated in pink. I wanted to put new pictures of my tree this year, however I have misplaced my cord that hooks my camera up to my computer. I haven't been able to download any new pictures for a while. I hope that</em> <em>I find it soon!</em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVuN8NlC5FZkoG-YaV-C1OUSuPwSpJe5Qp6wy6_5gxIY4HWPC_p0rlQCwISCIWa7NXq-sg_ajdazw4JgFQbhP3PEUYSb6aFzNRBtN41yfKDKIODtzniawNI26X9X9kOXjMUQvdiELM7l_l/s1600-h/100_0058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278258911747361170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVuN8NlC5FZkoG-YaV-C1OUSuPwSpJe5Qp6wy6_5gxIY4HWPC_p0rlQCwISCIWa7NXq-sg_ajdazw4JgFQbhP3PEUYSb6aFzNRBtN41yfKDKIODtzniawNI26X9X9kOXjMUQvdiELM7l_l/s320/100_0058.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyPwb58KpjSCn-J0ShECm3myUHoyOKiRXJX12uq7yFp3b8LCX64B9Hf0dBw-avaO9zjUSJwNAMV6woRHkb_Ny4AWZyRfAKipSoIFzfXAJF3rRs4FG96Y7CKat8ULn0e_GS1Etj3k2P1Ef/s1600-h/100_0057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278258900780544354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyPwb58KpjSCn-J0ShECm3myUHoyOKiRXJX12uq7yFp3b8LCX64B9Hf0dBw-avaO9zjUSJwNAMV6woRHkb_Ny4AWZyRfAKipSoIFzfXAJF3rRs4FG96Y7CKat8ULn0e_GS1Etj3k2P1Ef/s320/100_0057.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>I think this tree was so pretty. I just love pink!! I decorated my tree in red, ivory, and gold this year. I used silk roses in red and ivory. It looks elegant to me. I just HAD to use roses this year because after all I am a southern rose.</em></div><div><em>I hope everyone is having fun decorating and getting ready for the celebration of our Savior's birth!</em><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-5397140462750524812008-12-08T08:25:00.001-08:002008-12-08T08:34:52.778-08:00Cole and his cousinsI have always loved these pictures of Cole and his 2 cousins. We were at mom's cabin for Christmas in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kentwood</span>,La. I will post a picture of them together when I see them at Christmas this year. This was before our last babies were born. (Garrett and Chase)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdr3ag82fDi3Cvo-azM3G0j8OyXNEK0MgmRCb3kM5Z-3FA5Aep18EtEXulPKvn-O2pmT1iIVshpAtmUCwlZbgeNMZTHtovx18POmdi_oKvc9si9mF1A8IdL0sq396qQFbWK9yhs-Pg7XlW/s1600-h/100_0535.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456873003287250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdr3ag82fDi3Cvo-azM3G0j8OyXNEK0MgmRCb3kM5Z-3FA5Aep18EtEXulPKvn-O2pmT1iIVshpAtmUCwlZbgeNMZTHtovx18POmdi_oKvc9si9mF1A8IdL0sq396qQFbWK9yhs-Pg7XlW/s320/100_0535.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Michael Lane Spears, Whitney Lynn Spears, and Jonathan Coleman Noll (Cole).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwbbgcFGqHvch0p_k6KlmVyR71XielRuaDbC3cB0PJEviKrD1VeOKL785vuKKRorSzYz-3F_g76IthDk1SiICs0pC6U-i9P0eE5kku7933j-e3AloDejohbi1rVBcYtRDuY_E1n0P5THcs/s1600-h/100_0533.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456864057019938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwbbgcFGqHvch0p_k6KlmVyR71XielRuaDbC3cB0PJEviKrD1VeOKL785vuKKRorSzYz-3F_g76IthDk1SiICs0pC6U-i9P0eE5kku7933j-e3AloDejohbi1rVBcYtRDuY_E1n0P5THcs/s320/100_0533.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-91558243046668278272008-12-07T09:38:00.000-08:002008-12-16T08:00:18.140-08:00Family Christmas party in Hattiesburg<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMbaVFE2_asNReTBbXxmYSHga1kPevBJ5ISwVismwPYxlSKGTJRdfopbsYHKvI6lIBw2b_u0UTEHmbDouyftOel76JpW3yvwRPya9GKjNJmoJfhA5KBhgxfNraqBMHTcz4gldLCrO9dvo8/s1600-h/100_0537.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277105970235283666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMbaVFE2_asNReTBbXxmYSHga1kPevBJ5ISwVismwPYxlSKGTJRdfopbsYHKvI6lIBw2b_u0UTEHmbDouyftOel76JpW3yvwRPya9GKjNJmoJfhA5KBhgxfNraqBMHTcz4gldLCrO9dvo8/s320/100_0537.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>This was in 2002. It was Garrett's 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nd</span> Christmas. We were all dressed up to go to our family Christmas party at my Uncle Danny and Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Darriene's</span> house in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hattiesburg</span>. This is my brother's little girl "Vanessa" with Garrett and Cole. I bought her that Christmas dress to wear to the party Cole didn't want to wear the sweater I had bought for him. (but he did, for me) Don't they all look festive? We went and picked up my grandma (the one that is in the nursing home now) and took her with us. We had a wonderful time.</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEp2miKpFrnHBPaZ3bV9UZrNaqbASl7xg7jbwjzCSSuDheLPUJogm3WY2pH6AqU5_kL0A15_5HsxCGbxw6Zsj135NXLzuEDODYSwcqtVpSlcgf8P6vI6hj6heLKtOsD5pQ8iu6N05UetKg/s1600-h/100_0547.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277105965089434754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEp2miKpFrnHBPaZ3bV9UZrNaqbASl7xg7jbwjzCSSuDheLPUJogm3WY2pH6AqU5_kL0A15_5HsxCGbxw6Zsj135NXLzuEDODYSwcqtVpSlcgf8P6vI6hj6heLKtOsD5pQ8iu6N05UetKg/s320/100_0547.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieI2YNzGNQKeRR9l9Z5-fo_aX31HWs4qmL6MGxZiXN2dbsY4GlqfTzoV33zny0zrKZ__pyGjE2nC489EtweSoi5fzAXDbwvAmKBCuYsj0pzti-s3IdEsC3nTuPX1Vvuysho4DI3SVa6UjX/s1600-h/100_0540.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277105954581693490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieI2YNzGNQKeRR9l9Z5-fo_aX31HWs4qmL6MGxZiXN2dbsY4GlqfTzoV33zny0zrKZ__pyGjE2nC489EtweSoi5fzAXDbwvAmKBCuYsj0pzti-s3IdEsC3nTuPX1Vvuysho4DI3SVa6UjX/s320/100_0540.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXcJATpbEmYBYTtv93gsBtxwgEXVXw2nvCznQuPZ6rgm5p_lV6GeEpLyK0dGd2N1dWBPVndOxPpccVI7o-VoOmXzZHzyuk8hHv514icNoOJdPBSWEm2rULYT4i8CaXz7PbuD1U9OeIewG/s1600-h/100_0545.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277105944141042130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXcJATpbEmYBYTtv93gsBtxwgEXVXw2nvCznQuPZ6rgm5p_lV6GeEpLyK0dGd2N1dWBPVndOxPpccVI7o-VoOmXzZHzyuk8hHv514icNoOJdPBSWEm2rULYT4i8CaXz7PbuD1U9OeIewG/s320/100_0545.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-62801808119736952662008-12-05T07:25:00.001-08:002008-12-05T07:59:14.622-08:00The World of Coke<em>These were taken in Atlanta, Ga. at The World of Coke. We had such a good time. It was Garrett's first Christmas.</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8n_h89Ka2vn4wLo4mRT3bxnvNZgqXASfVPRbq1GW8pDLpHHHhXPTVBXDTOwdX80DRKdQS3aLjU0vbQZHzBIjN5pJHTgDKHaPHOAXvRhgCHm8QBstXwvcf0Ut0tsH_OGLuRunjXHJSl_Ao/s1600-h/100_0515.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276328692494005058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8n_h89Ka2vn4wLo4mRT3bxnvNZgqXASfVPRbq1GW8pDLpHHHhXPTVBXDTOwdX80DRKdQS3aLjU0vbQZHzBIjN5pJHTgDKHaPHOAXvRhgCHm8QBstXwvcf0Ut0tsH_OGLuRunjXHJSl_Ao/s320/100_0515.jpg" border="0" /></a> It was so cold there! Cole was so protective of his little brother. He watched over him so closely. We went to the underground mall and to The World of Coke. We also took them to The Rocket Diner and Hard Rock Cafe. I have photos of that somewhere too. In a box, somewhere. I still have so much to unpack.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQRxIwkTXosH3vCA9iarDXYEl-yQoH-GAkugMAg7AqXjLefAhBjmLDn7Pv-VmEU0Vo4ljkuTuFF0BUm8enz42yMjZYfqcOd9sSQry9-CDn8LUICB7Ba2IFm1UEf8Wn7kGDqwXx73SNp9Ch/s1600-h/100_0516.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276328669710903986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQRxIwkTXosH3vCA9iarDXYEl-yQoH-GAkugMAg7AqXjLefAhBjmLDn7Pv-VmEU0Vo4ljkuTuFF0BUm8enz42yMjZYfqcOd9sSQry9-CDn8LUICB7Ba2IFm1UEf8Wn7kGDqwXx73SNp9Ch/s320/100_0516.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGhpCeoKqwSjuuXweww8IssWgdG9vRzidsGh30RLrRaSBxGp94NxdjuqdUq3WWJFhKIJKEg8uEt-3QxHjuJZr4Vl5hAd9LE764jJGkVJ4jhKSh6FVxOMwYehakStKILXKdT0ZZUhapv7-/s1600-h/100_0519.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276328664699809346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGhpCeoKqwSjuuXweww8IssWgdG9vRzidsGh30RLrRaSBxGp94NxdjuqdUq3WWJFhKIJKEg8uEt-3QxHjuJZr4Vl5hAd9LE764jJGkVJ4jhKSh6FVxOMwYehakStKILXKdT0ZZUhapv7-/s320/100_0519.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-48347265167350961212008-12-03T20:52:00.001-08:002008-12-03T20:59:08.340-08:00Cole and the BIG tree<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2EQX0WXUz2sS3Xg35e92p6Uqbm_9bObuaBCw7yDBOPpskbnk-QNYtAN3qgQfUWfVFGRPoLtyYiWwqGdvxiJiBpceOqeqDup0kA0Ag2ysOQeBeAUygZg5NWiENh8cVudVQVwMejwL9cmx3/s1600-h/100_0523.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275794053600847634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2EQX0WXUz2sS3Xg35e92p6Uqbm_9bObuaBCw7yDBOPpskbnk-QNYtAN3qgQfUWfVFGRPoLtyYiWwqGdvxiJiBpceOqeqDup0kA0Ag2ysOQeBeAUygZg5NWiENh8cVudVQVwMejwL9cmx3/s320/100_0523.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Cole in the 'Mall Of Baton Rouge' in Louisiana. I think that he was about 6 years old here. Wasn't that the biggest tree? I don't know what got on his face in this picture. It looks like snow! LOL </em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTSML93sDQMgEGYhthF2Id67fgmd6zRhLndKV7waTnOaqg-zSAEKqI3yk9Wr5kUh6RlpzRyKC4IoABVl9_Fk01DzI6K101ZOaa8IhKyTDyROQ5AN6oZMtQSvcR8MKRbpjWpbFc2LCUlLrA/s1600-h/100_0520.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275794046253773234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTSML93sDQMgEGYhthF2Id67fgmd6zRhLndKV7waTnOaqg-zSAEKqI3yk9Wr5kUh6RlpzRyKC4IoABVl9_Fk01DzI6K101ZOaa8IhKyTDyROQ5AN6oZMtQSvcR8MKRbpjWpbFc2LCUlLrA/s320/100_0520.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-17928302152763708422008-12-02T18:43:00.000-08:002008-12-02T18:57:05.509-08:00Christmas at mom's cabin in the woods...These were taken one Christmas at my mom's little cabin. My brother Robbie, me and my sister Melinda. Mom is with us in the first picture. You can see that she likes Southwestern decor. Her cabin was so cozy that year. They were not even through with it and you can see she had already decorated for Christmas. Look behind the cow skull<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu2jAhKhueOLo83p9i92Y06VHXlQI22hYPdc0kw3mPXTSDmsukqwVTAplpcJrpTYb0W37sz-wO6huZb18dfLviTe-nM2uJIpogUw2JrlI2OF9Xk8dfJn98qD4mFIqivSQaFCAl3u-bKX9f/s1600-h/100_0510.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275390721548848898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu2jAhKhueOLo83p9i92Y06VHXlQI22hYPdc0kw3mPXTSDmsukqwVTAplpcJrpTYb0W37sz-wO6huZb18dfLviTe-nM2uJIpogUw2JrlI2OF9Xk8dfJn98qD4mFIqivSQaFCAl3u-bKX9f/s320/100_0510.jpg" border="0" /></a> hanging on the wall and you an see the insulation that had not been covered yet. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LOL</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoQBs5HH6oKVqEaZe5FCgOO_lCG95E6rON4Ao7kI91EuQxci5WcAm9eBKKibTWaN8v21ya67Rjowu1N6JuS4FsYEQ_6kE6NUiokDT_GIsVYhrXbt14BGzZ6cJK7nSqHcKt2jwnUwkSSkMV/s1600-h/100_0508.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275390716549573266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoQBs5HH6oKVqEaZe5FCgOO_lCG95E6rON4Ao7kI91EuQxci5WcAm9eBKKibTWaN8v21ya67Rjowu1N6JuS4FsYEQ_6kE6NUiokDT_GIsVYhrXbt14BGzZ6cJK7nSqHcKt2jwnUwkSSkMV/s320/100_0508.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-29473407288700653832008-12-01T21:03:00.000-08:002008-12-01T21:17:44.253-08:00Christmas 1991(Christmas-1991)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGQCbps_xpQRJekFlCYt47YWkXfKjr65CpLqWuPByJHtI2RCoZ8pMkEFphMQWyAq4912x4WiLi8mIKTX7bC4duoGlDU-ed6krB67bEQGmMQmLkhiVja7yuNte8JKLF4wjJ8z6mtm8IT0q/s1600-h/100_0529.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275054821824032034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGQCbps_xpQRJekFlCYt47YWkXfKjr65CpLqWuPByJHtI2RCoZ8pMkEFphMQWyAq4912x4WiLi8mIKTX7bC4duoGlDU-ed6krB67bEQGmMQmLkhiVja7yuNte8JKLF4wjJ8z6mtm8IT0q/s320/100_0529.jpg" border="0" /></a> Me and Cole. He was 4 months old and I was 26 yeas old. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christy</span> and Cole. She was 8 years old. It was Christmas Eve and it was just us living in our little apartment. We had a real tree and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Christy</span> and I decorated it together. I made most of the ornaments. They were ready for bed and in their p.j.'s and nightgown. They were all excited about Santa! The next morning they were so excited to get all of their gifts. Cole didn't really know what was going on but he loved it. I didn't have a lot of extra money to buy gifts but I did what I could. I bought them a few dollar store toys and they were so happy!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_MshU5GJnVMHY9o5zkOLW6WpJ7YbRBtttOk7vGLFHzYNEHNAHUJGG8xdDOHyaxOzrMCnH_2j2YeJ8vkkgXvdhYY1ZI9LFMey_nz7DrZjBfvKiWT2wjGVjODpbyQli0rdjhyphenhyphen1w2z0mSKE/s1600-h/100_0550.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275054812824176450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_MshU5GJnVMHY9o5zkOLW6WpJ7YbRBtttOk7vGLFHzYNEHNAHUJGG8xdDOHyaxOzrMCnH_2j2YeJ8vkkgXvdhYY1ZI9LFMey_nz7DrZjBfvKiWT2wjGVjODpbyQli0rdjhyphenhyphen1w2z0mSKE/s320/100_0550.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-82369065783418504252008-11-29T09:58:00.001-08:002008-11-29T10:18:18.766-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZ52JODTW61abLphFxLqb-HmdNr7xJ6PXDO-FD-jk2Ng7jgPY9AntB5DCsSgmHBWEh9W8EIxtwqam4Wlj-GRDEFFxd7f2D3H3DkxmU_rVYIR6EBqdYQF9ZLSexAsq4ZUuMPmwqWDrQnlb/s1600-h/100_0389.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274141480994964450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZ52JODTW61abLphFxLqb-HmdNr7xJ6PXDO-FD-jk2Ng7jgPY9AntB5DCsSgmHBWEh9W8EIxtwqam4Wlj-GRDEFFxd7f2D3H3DkxmU_rVYIR6EBqdYQF9ZLSexAsq4ZUuMPmwqWDrQnlb/s320/100_0389.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>This was some pictures of my little apartment about 14 years ago. It didn't have a fireplace but I wanted a mantle to decorate. I bought the old mantle at a little antique store in Vicksburg, Ms. It was covered in layers and layers of white paint. It took <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">forever</span> to get off. I wanted it stained dark cherry. I think it turned out pretty. You can see that I loved PINK back then, too. I still have the old mantle in storage. One day, I want to get it out of storage and guess what I want to do with it? Paint it back WHITE of course. </em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdge3R8nweqs_5rHUVN-XZXhT0CTIvOa_Z9-SYNfauHfBrhVIjTKbCavXJXkz-FwYUY8kHcTopv3URtTzEmHtR5QZbCM3SvWPTtnDnb4v9_JrBuq8KAaHh2f8vHWH_dboLo0qmTFJYHb8Y/s1600-h/100_0391.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274141473453369154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdge3R8nweqs_5rHUVN-XZXhT0CTIvOa_Z9-SYNfauHfBrhVIjTKbCavXJXkz-FwYUY8kHcTopv3URtTzEmHtR5QZbCM3SvWPTtnDnb4v9_JrBuq8KAaHh2f8vHWH_dboLo0qmTFJYHb8Y/s320/100_0391.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-79301045817295824932008-11-26T22:44:00.001-08:002008-11-26T22:58:19.482-08:00Old Fashioned Christmas Tree<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-N34rBMaymjA2fsYhC3AsCmy45CAZy3KddXRP6-VMAg_qdQgwyE-BMgwfp7kNH9tpizMos5Er11qJfybhAnvOB4D6Yq-0alX_HmuDHqSm8EQN3kJIgSUKHD_xRDbnyhktVFdpDMRVtyfQ/s1600-h/100_0292.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273225100318447026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-N34rBMaymjA2fsYhC3AsCmy45CAZy3KddXRP6-VMAg_qdQgwyE-BMgwfp7kNH9tpizMos5Er11qJfybhAnvOB4D6Yq-0alX_HmuDHqSm8EQN3kJIgSUKHD_xRDbnyhktVFdpDMRVtyfQ/s320/100_0292.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><em>This was one Christmas that we decorated the whole Christmas tree with glass ornaments and gold satin bows. It was so pretty and old fashioned. The tree was 8 or 9 feet tall. It was real and I ended up leaving it up til February. I tried to keep it watered because I was so busy with work that I didn't have time to take it down. My dad came over and helped me get it down. Needles went everywhere! </em><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-84436187118494651052008-11-20T08:27:00.001-08:002008-11-20T08:39:48.826-08:00Can't wait to decorate!Another tree that we decorated at The Mole Hole. I found this picture when I was digging through an old box of photos this morning. I can't wait to decorate my trees this year. As soon as my floor is finished in my den...the decorating will begin! A couple of days ago, I picked up a china hutch that I had purchased at the vendor shop where I have 2 booths. Seems like I always spend the money that I make on my booths on things from other vendor's booths. It is so pretty and I REALLY needed it. I got a great deal on it because the lady was closing her booth and she didn't want to take it with her. I was so lucky! I would much rather have and old hutch than a new one. Of course, I'm gonna paint it...creamy white. I will post <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">befores</span> and afters on my other blog.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCwQXiv3e9glmZorvTt2WKqRCkmfF4amlfUNS4ZgI7HnoxqGeFAnsyTPqC2B5miSQuBthgRigbWjOlXPIRYJca3e0IgW9wsX9Rf4zzYFVMgwOuoi21eEhmrJINRE3SqPI_YhEiBRnv6Jue/s1600-h/100_0424.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777752143538370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCwQXiv3e9glmZorvTt2WKqRCkmfF4amlfUNS4ZgI7HnoxqGeFAnsyTPqC2B5miSQuBthgRigbWjOlXPIRYJca3e0IgW9wsX9Rf4zzYFVMgwOuoi21eEhmrJINRE3SqPI_YhEiBRnv6Jue/s320/100_0424.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993019489677258038.post-87391976826317967872008-11-18T11:04:00.001-08:002008-11-18T11:30:57.942-08:00<em>I just wanted to show a couple of funny pictures taken during the holidays a few years ago. This was my puppy 'Chico'. I dressed him in a little Christmas sweater that I took off of a teddy bear that I bought at the Dollar Tree. It fit him perfectly. I wish that I could dress that cheap!!</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqkPCucybcjGNIYJrHrinNdiSHSp6lKX5iAN98_G5roDklLZJitlr1SjdXzOhGlhgxe1XJMfIuLhZVUxOoGvyHHanrgIt5Ory-F50WcGDnsHlFH50VPI33Q6CiwkiiI9KhPPh6ill4DjYO/s1600-h/100_0407_00.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270077042092673426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqkPCucybcjGNIYJrHrinNdiSHSp6lKX5iAN98_G5roDklLZJitlr1SjdXzOhGlhgxe1XJMfIuLhZVUxOoGvyHHanrgIt5Ory-F50WcGDnsHlFH50VPI33Q6CiwkiiI9KhPPh6ill4DjYO/s320/100_0407_00.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>This is Cole and Chico in front of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christmas</span> tree. Cole always loved to make silly faces whenever I would take his picture! He doesn't do that anymore...he is too cool for that now! He probably won't like me putting this picture on my blog either! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">LOL</span></em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEHDy3dWFyctOQ658CG1hEdiC5GnKplGUU-uw4VuMfOlZNUUiUJC-Rkf5DbyOu75RSIPGHUhGVrfUy7kRtABxTNY7G9cNtkS0-t__qnE_PAtZd2FwILBawc2mlB3zwRmrSn8vzHKua8M8a/s1600-h/100_0410.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270077029535524658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEHDy3dWFyctOQ658CG1hEdiC5GnKplGUU-uw4VuMfOlZNUUiUJC-Rkf5DbyOu75RSIPGHUhGVrfUy7kRtABxTNY7G9cNtkS0-t__qnE_PAtZd2FwILBawc2mlB3zwRmrSn8vzHKua8M8a/s320/100_0410.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><em>I think he was in the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> grade. He has always been so handsome. </em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNVYMMcwjTz5slkV7131EqR5SHfFGAGBHbP7Bm5XglhECPHptIZtvARFPfXWgCgSZeyFrWtXhS1afGFGys-KLu-Sc2nDACJPnH8mWS9NUmJ8stKOKcGfyN066mUeRI6QdyVeUjmu62rh0b/s1600-h/100_0411.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270077022574317106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNVYMMcwjTz5slkV7131EqR5SHfFGAGBHbP7Bm5XglhECPHptIZtvARFPfXWgCgSZeyFrWtXhS1afGFGys-KLu-Sc2nDACJPnH8mWS9NUmJ8stKOKcGfyN066mUeRI6QdyVeUjmu62rh0b/s320/100_0411.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>I ended up giving Chico to my step-daughter Erin. She already had one like him and she needed a friend. Chico was a little handful.</em><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://christmasroses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2941892749_53260b7069.jpg?v=0" /></a></div></div></div>A Southern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13474441937098224092noreply@blogger.com1