<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284</id><updated>2011-10-03T08:05:05.674-06:00</updated><category term='Zoo'/><category term='Outfit'/><category term='Emily'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Wicked'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Food'/><category term='New shoes'/><category term='Bowie Obsession'/><category term='Ed'/><category term='Engagement Day'/><category term='Saturdays'/><title type='text'>What Would David Bowie Do</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a budding fashionista who loves clothes and shoes. My family and my boyfriend are my entire world. And when has no other outlet, one blogs.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-1841841487244350868</id><published>2011-01-06T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:20:06.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New DIgs</title><content type='html'>check me out I'm blogging. CHeck it out &lt;a href="http://busybritton.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-1841841487244350868?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/1841841487244350868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-digs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1841841487244350868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1841841487244350868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-digs.html' title='New DIgs'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-920183587776315675</id><published>2009-09-28T03:17:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T03:54:44.941-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Myself again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; I've been in a horrible mood for months now, more  lazy than I feel that I have been in years. I don't know what brought on the extra lazy onslaught. I haven't been in the mood to do anything I like, read, organize my closet. With the exception of wedding plans, which I have been doing a lot of. I have almost all the big stuff done. I have mine and my maid of honors dress and shoes. (I'm only having one as I don't have any other really close friends) I have my photographer, a place (same venue for all three events, wedding, luncheon, and reception). And I am currently talking to my brother in law Travis about prices and options for the luncheon. I think I'm doing pretty good since it's not till May, and considering my history and love of procrastination.  I still need the cakes and reception food, and a slew of other things. But I'm pretty damn proud of myself for that and staying below my budget so far. I guess I should start planning the Honeymoon. I hope we actually get to go to New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; I can now do the things I enjoy, which includes reading and enjoying the latest book Helen is letting me read, re-reading the Leven Thumps series (because the new book is coming out soon and I want to be well informed of what happens before so I can look forward to what happens next. Also I highly recommend these books great for the imagination). And reading the books on my ever growing list that never seems to stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; I don't know if it has to do with fall finally being here, my new schedule change (I no longer get Saturdays off), or what. But I feel like myself again, a better me. Because I have more things  that make me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; I spent this last Saturday with Ed, we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pooryorickstudios.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Poor Yorick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; where they were having an open house/exhibit. And I saw this really cool work that looked like something out of a horror movie. Which I found out later that the artist used to work in the same place Ed did for a different company and that they based the movie character Hellboy character off of something he made. So awesome. We mostly went to that because Ed's friend from work Dave had an exhibit there. It really made me miss art, drawing, printmaking, the whole process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; After that we to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thanksgivingpoint.com/visit/museum_of_ancient_life/about.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Museum of Ancient Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;at Thanksgiving Point. I had never been and we bought an Entertainment book and got in two for the price of one! Ed says its more fun when you pay less. But we spent that much in souvenirs. There will be pictures to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; Then we went to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redwood.icyspicy.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Drive In Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; Ed had never been. We saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pandorummovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Pandorum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inglouriousbasterds-movie.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Inglourious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; Basterds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;. And Ed wondered why we didn't go more often. I guess I know what we'll be doing next summer for movies. Since we see a lot of movies. I mean like at least one every week. This past weekend three in the theaters alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; But now that I'm myself I will be posting regularly again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-920183587776315675?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/920183587776315675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/09/myself-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/920183587776315675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/920183587776315675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/09/myself-again.html' title='Myself again'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-16320682389571509</id><published>2009-09-23T22:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T03:34:27.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kreative Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Thanks Katherine from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://jessopboys.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;jessopboys.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; She's more than brilliant., check out her blog seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Okay, now for the rules.&lt;br /&gt;1) Thank the person who gave this to you!&lt;br /&gt;2) Copy the logo and place it in your blog!&lt;br /&gt;3) Link the person who nominated you!&lt;br /&gt;4) Name 7 things about yourself that no one would really know.&lt;br /&gt;5) Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;6) Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.&lt;br /&gt;7) Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know you nominated them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1. I'm usually a huge procrastinator, but for my wedding which isn't till May, I have a location, my dress and shoes paid for. Photographer picked out, bridesmaid dress and shoes picked out. And still under a $1000. Pulling for a lot of favors as wedding gifts. Like dress altered by sister, and flower girl dresses made of the train. I know someone who will do invitations for just 36 cents a piece. My Brother in law might be doing our luncheon for a discounted price. I feel really proud of myself. Since I usually wait till the last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2. I hate wearing makeup and doing my hair. If I can avoid it or do it minimally I will. I should take more care in my appearance. But most days I'm far to lazy and feel burdened by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;3. I miss my ex-best friend. I've only had a handful of really good friends. And she was one of them, I was heartbroken when she stopped talking to me. But these things happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4. I've only had three boyfriends and kissed 3 guys. The first was almost nonexistent, the second one I tried to be what he wanted. And the third one (Ed) I wasn't looking for. And I love kissing Ed the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;5. I like folding laundry. Something about the warm clothes and the receptiveness of it soothes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;6. Most days I feel either really young or really old never my actual age. I mostly feel old when people my age or just younger than me have kids that are older than 5. Sometimes I feel like I'm missing out. Other times I know I'm not ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;7. I can't stand painting my toenails and fingernails the same color. I just hate the way it looks on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, fantasy;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1 Amy from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://ri3presidents.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;ri3presidents.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;because she's the most awesome sister-in-law a girl could ask for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2. Ammanda at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://justsayinalm.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;justsayinalm.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;because she's in Japan teaching little kids, and as Bowie as obsessed as I am. If not more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, fantasy;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;3. Celine at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theshoegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;theshoegirl.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;because she is so creative and gets to design shoes for a living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4. Helen at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://helenkiaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;helenkiaya.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;the most amazing sister any best friend a gal could ask for. And a damn good writer I might add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; And I follow a lot of blogs, but that's all I'm tagging for now. Feel free to do it yourself if you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, fantasy;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-16320682389571509?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/16320682389571509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/09/kreative-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/16320682389571509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/16320682389571509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/09/kreative-blogger.html' title='Kreative Blogger'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-647469428872679077</id><published>2009-09-05T22:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:21:40.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slackeritis</title><content type='html'>I've been a huge slacker when it comes to this blog. I've been kind of in a rut, a rut that is hard to get out of. I've been stressed with wedding plans, money, and life stuff. I miss having friends my age to hang with. I've just been a little depressed. Things are starting to look up, and I'll start posting again. I just took a little hiatus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-647469428872679077?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/647469428872679077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/09/slackeritis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/647469428872679077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/647469428872679077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/09/slackeritis.html' title='Slackeritis'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-1213641420452073365</id><published>2009-08-07T03:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:45:36.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating 20 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwBCw8u_oI/AAAAAAAAAao/vYYDWIfviR4/s1600-h/mury.car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwBCw8u_oI/AAAAAAAAAao/vYYDWIfviR4/s320/mury.car.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367166002929794690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Helen and I on our way to the concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; So this past Monday was Helen's birthday. We started the celebration Saturday with going to see Harry Potter and the Half blood Prince yet again. It was only my second time seeing it, but Helens fourth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Snv-93eI6KI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9yPUi-NUi10/s320/mury.h.g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367163719757916322" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Helen and Gillian, why yes she is wearing a crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Snv-9tx9byI/AAAAAAAAAZo/x6SQBJgKozE/s320/mury.em.bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367163717156695842" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwAVtFn_zI/AAAAAAAAAaY/bpp5kerHNlI/s320/mury.shirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367165228799229746" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Snv-8wr3woI/AAAAAAAAAZY/wUoo3EhstZw/s320/mury.bracelets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367163700756595330" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;My outfit includes an Ann Taylor Loft blouse from Plato's, a black crocheted shrug under it, to minimize slippage, Old navy jeans,  Bling Bakers shoes, and an assortment of bracelets: one made by Tricia (a friend),  vintage, Charlotte Russe, and Platos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got my hair cut that day including bangs, first time I've had them since I was about 10 years old, and I really like them. I didn't think they'd work with my cowlick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Then we continued the with the birthday celebrations on Monday. I took off early from work because her favorite band &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/murymusic"&gt;Mury&lt;/a&gt;, was doing an acoustic show in Provo.  They were playing with Sherwood and &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/allred"&gt;Allred&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.velourlive.com/"&gt;Velour&lt;/a&gt;. We got there a little early so we waited for about an hour and a half before they let us in. I read Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwBCvCrd3I/AAAAAAAAAag/KUOpmczo7H8/s320/mury.e.read.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367166002417858418" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; wearing Old Navy silk checkered tank, with black tank from Plato's under it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I'm rereading the whole series) and Helen talked to a friend of hers almost the whole time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwAT_Q1dvI/AAAAAAAAAaA/2FKgCMjtXpk/s320/mury.helen.drink.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367165199318349554" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; While we were waiting for Mury to go on, I got myself an IBC rootbeer. of course Helen drank some. We didn't get tickets in advance, so these were our tickets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwATWMlnqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/RBSFcII7pqA/s320/mury.hands.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367165188294680226" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I found out after that I could of bought them at Smithtix, oh well. would of cost the same anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mury plays a good acoustic set including their more popular songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Snv-9Flp0HI/AAAAAAAAAZg/F_ch7Vj9NEc/s320/mury.chris.alder.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367163706367660146" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chris Alder of Mury the lead singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwAURp3KuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/SKnH_RKkSRk/s320/mury.Jonathan.Olivares.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367165204255156962" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;the guitarist, Jonathan Olivare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After their set &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sherwood"&gt;Sherwood&lt;/a&gt; the headliners came on, they are really good.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Snv-8f74xVI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jqMfK8sjc-U/s320/mury.andydick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367163696260367698" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They had this pianist that looked freakishly like Andy Dick. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwAU7SpEqI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gOfo181jmbY/s320/mury.sherwood.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367165215432053410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And a really good looikng guitarist, look how well he pulls off that vest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-1213641420452073365?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/1213641420452073365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/08/celebrating-20-years.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1213641420452073365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1213641420452073365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/08/celebrating-20-years.html' title='Celebrating 20 years'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SnwBCw8u_oI/AAAAAAAAAao/vYYDWIfviR4/s72-c/mury.car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-6200398061604131517</id><published>2009-07-26T18:34:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:26:40.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Mannequin, Meese and The Fray Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz9nbdpXpI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IfDxxequvVY/s1600-h/jm.shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz9nbdpXpI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IfDxxequvVY/s320/jm.shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940110120246930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So last Saturday,  Helen had won some free tickets from Graywhale to go to this concert.  So of course she invited me to go.&lt;br /&gt;We started the day off with Harry Potter six with Ed. And then Ed drove us to the concert, my car is having a little bit of issues with a tire so I didn't want to risk getting a flat and missing the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz53tu65TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/A2aW-mbG_CE/s1600-h/jm.em.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz53tu65TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/A2aW-mbG_CE/s320/jm.em.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362935991855932722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The doors opened at 5:30, so we got there early to pick up our tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz8wugJO5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/fc_qbF3kUVY/s1600-h/jm.meese2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz8wugJO5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/fc_qbF3kUVY/s320/jm.meese2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939170338192274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never heard of Meese, but I really liked them. They had a great vibe with piano music mixed in. I've loved bands with piano music in them since I heard Ben Folds Five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz53IWSKZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/crRqLe4izF8/s1600-h/jm.andrew.piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz53IWSKZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/crRqLe4izF8/s320/jm.andrew.piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362935981820488082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz70Po2J6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/4o4aOkdMrrs/s1600-h/jm.jacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz70Po2J6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/4o4aOkdMrrs/s320/jm.jacks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938131261040546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's Mannequin was next, and the reason why Helen wanted the free tickets. I really, really like them. And have liked the led singer since he was the lead singer of Something Corporate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even played the Harmonica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz7zCREhvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Iah9FVeg_lo/s1600-h/jm.harmonica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz7zCREhvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Iah9FVeg_lo/s320/jm.harmonica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938110491789042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about  a half hour wait before The Fray came on the stage. I guess that's what most people came for since there was so much screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz-TsR0EfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9xrdqcm7z50/s1600-h/jm.fray3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz-TsR0EfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9xrdqcm7z50/s320/jm.fray3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940870548263410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz8xi_M4pI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0SUi866WA4w/s1600-h/jm.fray2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz8xi_M4pI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0SUi866WA4w/s320/jm.fray2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939184427098770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helen and I only stayed for two songs because we're not big fans of them. Also because Ed was picking us up at ten. As we were walking out of the arena we saw fans swarming around Andrew. The lead singer from Jack's Mannequin. So we got to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz5242AHMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UFt-4RMwYAU/s1600-h/jm.andrew.helen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz5242AHMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UFt-4RMwYAU/s320/jm.andrew.helen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362935977658555586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we did leave early because Helen got to meet Andrew. He was so nice. I was taking a picture of  him signing  Helen's notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz9m2W9tQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9w_ithsEHVo/s1600-h/jm.signature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz9m2W9tQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9w_ithsEHVo/s320/jm.signature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362940100160107778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And the Guy standing next to him said "No pictures!" Then Andrew was like "It's only a time thing guys." See nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We got really bored waiting for Ed, proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz8vzLf9LI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0-_h74Jh7Vg/s1600-h/jm.helen.sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz8vzLf9LI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0-_h74Jh7Vg/s320/jm.helen.sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939154413909170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Helen doing her Barker beauty pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love this candid shot of Helen texting or tweeting. don't know which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz7z3LdmyI/AAAAAAAAAX4/gbL6BRWt4ZQ/s1600-h/jm.hel.text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz7z3LdmyI/AAAAAAAAAX4/gbL6BRWt4ZQ/s320/jm.hel.text.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938124695345954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all a fantastic Saturday with two of my favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz53YgRimI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/v9gdQtMA5d8/s1600-h/jm.em.helen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz53YgRimI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/v9gdQtMA5d8/s320/jm.em.helen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362935986157357666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;My outfit: Black T-shirt with Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure and Phone booth, shirt unknown but I drew on the design with fabric paints. Olive Green shorts: Cut from old Navy Flats. Leopard print flats: Target.  Black Floppy hat: Kohl's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Helen's outfit: Shirt: Old Navy, shorts: Suzie's deals, Fringe Bag: Kohls, deer necklace, Steve and Barry's, Woodsock Socks: Target. Shoes: don't know but I know they're Keds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-6200398061604131517?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/6200398061604131517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/jacks-mannequin-meese-and-fray-concert.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6200398061604131517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6200398061604131517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/jacks-mannequin-meese-and-fray-concert.html' title='Jack&apos;s Mannequin, Meese and The Fray Concert'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Smz9nbdpXpI/AAAAAAAAAY4/IfDxxequvVY/s72-c/jm.shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-6730100626136888115</id><published>2009-07-19T03:50:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:45:42.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Lust</title><content type='html'>It's no secret I have a major thing for shoes. I've been lusting pretty badly after many pairs. I say that if I'm in love with so many shoes I'm a show whore. &lt;div&gt;I'm lusting after these &lt;a href="http://www.bakersshoes.com/search.aspx#popshop"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and I finally found &lt;a href="http://www.net-a-porter.com/product/33999"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;  after having major lustful thought for over a year about them. But at their price of over $675 on sale. There is no way in hell I'd consider buying them. As a gift yeah., but I just can't justify that price tag. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I like a wide range of shoes including &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=26800261"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; which I have a serious crush on. And they are from the 80s, totally vintage. I can see Helen rocking them more than me though. I have an ankle boot  or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bootie&lt;/span&gt; obsession right now. it all started with this 80s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;esq&lt;/span&gt;  pair I bought at Ross  a few years ago. I love this pair because the &lt;a href="http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?&amp;amp;catalogId=32051&amp;amp;storeId=13052&amp;amp;categoryId=133462&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=133457&amp;amp;productId=1248376&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;cmpid=tsss"&gt;front&lt;/a&gt; seems normal, and the &lt;a href="http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?&amp;amp;catalogId=32051&amp;amp;storeId=13052&amp;amp;categoryId=133462&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=133457&amp;amp;productId=1248376&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;cmpid=tsss"&gt;back&lt;/a&gt; is hot. Plus they are an awesome color.  And I tried to justify buying &lt;a href="http://www.ysl.com/us/en/onlineBoutique/Women/Shoes/Sandals/P-Cage%20Sandal%20in%20Silver%20Metallic%20Leather.aspx"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; for a tenth of the price. After I saw them on &lt;a href="http://seaofshoes.typepad.com/sea_of_shoes/"&gt;Sea of Shoes&lt;/a&gt;, I became slightly obsessed. I'm beyond jealous of her shoe collection. Another shoe collection I'm jealous of is &lt;a href="http://theshoegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shoe girl&lt;/a&gt; blog where I saw Betsey Johnson rocking the &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JQgqNNRJDU/SjnICsv8JQI/AAAAAAAABaM/xg9hfxbdzkI/s1600-h/12836336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Balmain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shoes I of course found myself a less expensive  version. But a pair I love just as much if not more than than she loves hers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A lot of times I search for other women with my unhealthy shoe obsession. And today I found &lt;a href="http://shoedaydreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; blog. I love her &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nd0x6HRO4QU/Sl1Y3VPM-YI/AAAAAAAAJD4/MkCX30Y5LyE/s1600-h/Minna+Parikka+Belle+detail+close.jpg"&gt;quirky&lt;/a&gt; style and obsession with heart shaped shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have concluded and reassured myself with the fact that I love ever pair I own. And I usually get them at a discounted price. The most I've ever paid is a hundred and change. And that I can justify. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-6730100626136888115?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/6730100626136888115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/shoe-lust.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6730100626136888115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6730100626136888115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/shoe-lust.html' title='Shoe Lust'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-7611729109518452194</id><published>2009-07-16T03:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:20:10.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FInally...an oufit post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7wfjIZbxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/FzwLQSFC5Uk/s1600-h/7.15.2009.picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7wfjIZbxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/FzwLQSFC5Uk/s200/7.15.2009.picnic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358985031414542098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; So this is the look I was rocking today. Albeit without makeup, so not to full rockability capacity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7wf-q_bAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9nHIkMP8pKQ/s200/blingshoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358985038807395330" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I'm so in love with these shoes. They were originally going to be my wedding shoes but since my wedding dress is a rose champagne color. they are now sadly out of the question. I love them because they are a mix between rock and glam. I think David Bowie and the New York Dolls would have proudly worn them on stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Black and white checkered dress: Ross (San Diego), Teal cardigan: Mossimo for Target, Belt: came with a different dress from Ross, Bling shoes: Baker's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-7611729109518452194?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/7611729109518452194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/finallyan-oufit-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7611729109518452194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7611729109518452194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/finallyan-oufit-post.html' title='FInally...an oufit post'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7wfjIZbxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/FzwLQSFC5Uk/s72-c/7.15.2009.picnic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-7271116348544460078</id><published>2009-07-16T02:06:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:04:44.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thermopolis Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7m5QF1u0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/em_9cQW-2vk/s1600-h/pictograph.M%26V%26L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7m5QF1u0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/em_9cQW-2vk/s200/pictograph.M%26V%26L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358974477863861058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ed's aunt likes to get up early and see all the sights. His Mom and Aunt had been up for a while on Sunday. And they insisted we see this adorable fawn and it's twin, before they went away.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7jgxuzpLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZSOkVjVqae4/s200/thermopolis.babydeer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358970758862447794" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; While we were there she also insisted we pose on this train. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7jsrIvA5I/AAAAAAAAASY/nQQJslxATwY/s200/thermopolis.ed.train.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358970963250578322" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Thermopolis's local history museum was closed. So we went and got this key from the State Bath House, to see the Legend Rock Petroglyphs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7poWpQI8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/KCGRmjBsUgM/s200/pictoraph.22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358977486100112322" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; They were so cool the spanned many eras. Lorraine thinks they predate horses since we didn't see any petroglyphs of them. There were animals including wolves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7lfIbrh5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/tsBD6EWP0jE/s200/pictograph.15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972929619756946" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7lfdvxtXI/AAAAAAAAATY/H9sIoc4odSc/s200/pictograph.16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972935341192562" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7lfgtlqtI/AAAAAAAAATg/ZWyXd5DfJJ8/s200/pictograph.17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972936137321170" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rabbits&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7k5KvNUsI/AAAAAAAAATI/6NHeNOdhxTY/s200/pictograph.14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972277403505346" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;deer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7lgDPb3tI/AAAAAAAAATw/jw1Px2tU-Pc/s200/pictograph.19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972945406090962" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;birds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7k4FIP82I/AAAAAAAAASw/uDx1Ibo1Z7Q/s200/pictograph.11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972258718053218" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7pMaDGG5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/-d0dtqhweOQ/s200/pictogriphs2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358977005977475986" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7m4jjympI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Tp9Of60_WzA/s200/pictograph.24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358974465909889682" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7k4Xy6sMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/hOSzyTpSAgk/s200/pictograph.12..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972263728853186" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and what we thought were deities&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7pLm8MC1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/LPq8vKj4fOc/s200/pictograph8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358976992258296658" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7pMpCthzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5hwW2uv36VA/s200/pictogriphs4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358977010002396978" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7mPEttcpI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VJ4KhbfMmU0/s200/pictograph.23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358973753255359122" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7lfwLun6I/AAAAAAAAATo/Ki2vCGgre3k/s200/pictograph.18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972940290269090" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7k4bjnXFI/AAAAAAAAATA/ipUBOKikg4E/s200/pictograph.13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358972264738413650" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7kZU3mWBI/AAAAAAAAASg/LnPb5ZJwUkk/s200/pictograph3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358971730367240210" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one we couldn't tell if it was one or just the way the rock formed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 65px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7m47OGRDI/AAAAAAAAAUo/JXecwLvEDjw/s200/pictograph.fish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358974472261354546" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and other ones we couldn't quite figure out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7oJ6aWV0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/EYBba8UZ05Q/s200/pictograph6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358975863613708098" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7oKDozfTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/gRlA-nBE3CA/s200/pictograph7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358975866090257714" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7m5OL1m-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/KaLGdNmXnMc/s200/pictograph.L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358974477352147938" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lorraine with what we think is a deity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  And pictures of us with them as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7oJLiFOyI/AAAAAAAAAVI/nS4Q-KJfENw/s200/pictograph.v%26M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358975851029674786" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; They said that rattlesnakes are out there, and that they like to hide in rocks. So we listened for them. we heard a whole nest of them. Or what sounded like them, Lorraine kept insisting they were insects not snakes and wanted us to continue on. The rest of us refused and headed back. There were so many they even brought out the vultures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7oJR9YGqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/YevFvYZtpCQ/s200/pictograph.vulture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358975852754770594" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Either that or they were waiting for us to die off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7m5lv3WgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XynUe6ZjdXI/s200/pictograph.M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358974483677272578" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did get souvenirs, me a necklace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7r2QS_2QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/b4q9qxweXIg/s200/emily.souv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358979923937581314" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ed calls this my bling pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ed a sphere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7r2kWa5xI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lwilucEacfc/s200/ed.souv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358979929320646418" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a light dinner, Ed and I headed back to Utah. I drove his car for a while on the highway which was a new experience for me as I have never drove a clutch before. But here we are home at last. I thoroughly liked going on vacation with Vickie and Lorraine, they keep a busy schedule. But I've never seen so much on vacation. My time is usually spent browsing through shops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Neon pink Killers Lady legs shirt: Ebay, Jean shorts: Made from Kohls pants, Grey halter vest: Macys, Silver flats: Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-7271116348544460078?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/7271116348544460078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/thermopolis-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7271116348544460078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7271116348544460078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/thermopolis-part-2.html' title='Thermopolis Part 2'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7m5QF1u0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/em_9cQW-2vk/s72-c/pictograph.M%26V%26L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-7224684563947364174</id><published>2009-07-16T00:54:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:06:07.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thermopolis Trip: Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7XEO75z-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/dotHjh4oRAQ/s1600-h/car.ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7XEO75z-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/dotHjh4oRAQ/s200/car.ed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358957074346266594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ed and I met his Mom, Vickie and his Aunt Lorraine for a weekend getaway to Thermopolis, WY We started out a little late because of car troubles, and then the GPS sent us on this dirt road to cut off 40 miles. Which would of been fine if it wasn't 2:00 a.m. already, almost on empty, and it had us  on a dirt road "made by gnomes". Which it is what Ed called it. &lt;p&gt; Once we got there and got a room at the Star Hotel, which thankfully his Mom and Aunt got for us. Saturday morning started with a hunt for hats so we wouldn't get our heads burnt. (I forgot to pack mine, which totally sucked. Because I bought it just for the trip. We went swimming at the Star Plunge Water Park. It has both an indoor and outdoor pool, three water slides, and to natural "Lobster" hot tubs. The upside to it being no chlorine pools, the downside. The smell of the natural springs smelled like sulfur.  The slides were a little weird as they were naturally hot, and I do mean hot, but a lot of fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7XRhicLgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/y761VjcRt9E/s200/buffalo.thermopolis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358957302678040066" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a quick shower we headed out to see a Buffalo range, not daring to get to close to them. Because there had been accidents with tourists before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7YHLdgdcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Dfi34j68a3o/s200/dinomuseum.ed.emily.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358958224464704962" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After that is was off to the &lt;a href="http://server1.wyodino.org/home/"&gt;Wyoming Dinosaur Center &lt;/a&gt;which I thought was a little pricey for how small it was. But full of entertainment and really expensive souvenirs which included actual fossils.  We missed the dig site part of the museum since we spent so long at the water park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7ZSbkb8eI/AAAAAAAAAQw/LwiPq6dpVcM/s200/dinomuseum.Cocoderma.nudum.jurassic..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358959517278925282" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7ZSuQtAzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/9aWn5oAqjec/s200/dinomuseum1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358959522296431410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7ZRX7t2UI/AAAAAAAAAQg/yBOgiUkX9S8/s200/dinomuseum.11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358959499122956610" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7ZSwVPvZI/AAAAAAAAARA/FEvWhVDCAjQ/s200/dinomuseum15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358959522852355474" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7YvLaoY-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/emriSykPaKc/s200/dinomuseum9.Plesiosaurs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358958911647409122" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7YHzA752I/AAAAAAAAAP4/FfOJSkbY-y0/s200/dinomuseum.emily.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358958235082286946" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After a nice dinner, I had this really good fried chicken, in this nice little rustic restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7WKITd7aI/AAAAAAAAAPI/PLfzt6-sruQ/s200/._Lorraine.dinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358956076133641634" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7WKaPa9cI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IaqCirYg9FU/s200/._Vickie.dinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358956080948508098" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ed's Aunt Lorraine (top) His Mom Vickie (bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His aunt then gave us a tour of  the Thermopolis Hot Springs State Park. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7cHKOdKKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/7PvqHgo6EnI/s200/thermopolis.hotsprings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358962622179649698" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7cIIm5zuI/AAAAAAAAARo/_WMt5AyLGnY/s200/thermopolis3.ed.cliff.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358962638925188834" /&gt;Which included going over the suspension bridge. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7dw0XhEOI/AAAAAAAAASA/VzCXoaq1jLM/s200/Vickie.Lorraine.ed.suspensionbridge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358964437378207970" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7dxP3niPI/AAAAAAAAASI/U_HslZC-ZcI/s200/ed.suspensionbridge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358964444760606962" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7cGrWQExI/AAAAAAAAARI/dFje7XYjUlc/s200/Thermopolis.emily.buffalo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358962613890847506" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Me climbing a buffalo on the playground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; Apparently water used to gush over the edges of these, but it to is in a drought. Who knew natural hot springs could dry up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7cHgFsS0I/AAAAAAAAARY/CEqngUT4NXo/s200/thermopolis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358962628048472898" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7cHwfmCjI/AAAAAAAAARg/emVsWFSGm8E/s200/thermopolis2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358962632452082226" /&gt; There was a little park we hung out at the end of the National Park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7dvw_9PcI/AAAAAAAAARw/bVB1lBbFg2Y/s200/vickie.Ed.Hotsprings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358964419294215618" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7dwWBSxqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/YV6xTRoXZNc/s200/vickie.lorrain.ed.thermopolis2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358964429231933090" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our very busy day and long drive in. We were ready for a good nights rest. I think we slept twelve hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outfit 1; Yellow Silk dress: Suzies Deals, Gold flip flops: Old Navy, Bracelets Herloom, Walmart, and flea market in Laramie,WY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Outfit 2: Long sleeve teal blouse: Maurices, Shorts: Cut from pants: Kohls, Silver flats: Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-7224684563947364174?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/7224684563947364174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/thermopolis-trip-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7224684563947364174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7224684563947364174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/thermopolis-trip-part-1.html' title='Thermopolis Trip: Part 1'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sl7XEO75z-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/dotHjh4oRAQ/s72-c/car.ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-639801644993749653</id><published>2009-07-07T22:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:54:18.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple fourth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SlQmC3LyyHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WI-mQEV9rV4/s1600-h/fireworks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SlQmC3LyyHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WI-mQEV9rV4/s200/fireworks2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355947687465371762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SlQllF5IvwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/b79db98ya3o/s1600-h/fireworks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SlQllF5IvwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/b79db98ya3o/s200/fireworks1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355947176017575682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SlQlZU91xqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/JYw7TAUX-4s/s1600-h/ed.fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SlQlZU91xqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/JYw7TAUX-4s/s200/ed.fireworks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355946973905405602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fourth we celebrated by going out to Sugarhouse Park for the fireworks. I had never been to a park before to see them, so it was a new experience for me. We got there early, planing on seeing a movie before. But we didn't get there in time to see it.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We did get dinner though we split a salad, dessert and spaghetti and meatballs. It was delish. We saw a lot of people buying there own drinks. We brought our own of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; After we went and saw a movie at the Sugarhouse 10 theater while waiting for traffic to subside. A simple fourth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-639801644993749653?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/639801644993749653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/simple-fourth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/639801644993749653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/639801644993749653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/simple-fourth.html' title='A simple fourth'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SlQmC3LyyHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WI-mQEV9rV4/s72-c/fireworks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-7486278551316057709</id><published>2009-07-03T18:53:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:13:06.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6pUm7mirI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HoxByCo-gwA/s1600-h/zig7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6pUm7mirI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HoxByCo-gwA/s200/zig7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354403178503113394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Zig chillin' on our Balcony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; So  good fortune has shone down upon me. I really wanted a dog, but don't have the means to get one with saving  for the wedding. Luckily my friend Mike at work had a friend that had to get rid of a dog because he had too many for his house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It's only on a trial basis for now to make sure we're compatible, and that our cat doesn't kill him. He attacked him claws out. Poor Zig wouldn't leave the kitchen for a half hour he was so scared. And with the evil eye Paws has been shooting at him we'll see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6pU1UCnNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/yQjWsdo8HS8/s200/angrypaws.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354403182363712722" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;A really angry Paws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  I've named him Zig short for Fizzgig since I can't stand his other name. He's a five year old Yorkie. And I think he's cute as hell. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I also got a stuffed Fizzgig, from the Dark Crystal. Ed got it for me as a surprise. I liked him so much I carried him around couch shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6sC3lZQzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0l90f4QLDIY/s200/emily.fizzgig.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354406172270609202" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Black and white dress: Calvin Klein, gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you see the excitement?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-7486278551316057709?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/7486278551316057709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/possible-puppy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7486278551316057709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7486278551316057709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/possible-puppy.html' title='Possible Puppy'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6pUm7mirI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HoxByCo-gwA/s72-c/zig7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-5933577248756213244</id><published>2009-07-03T17:33:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:15:13.453-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6i9avjeoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SbncqBovAiQ/s1600-h/ed.emily.kiss.7.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6i9avjeoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SbncqBovAiQ/s200/ed.emily.kiss.7.30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354396183024597634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Ed and I doing the typical  couple kiss, mostly I just wanted to show off my new hat I got from Kohl's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well it's been a lot a family time this week. My sister Joann was here from out of town and we all hung out last Saturday playing at the park. It was a lot of fun. The swings we're a big hit for all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6bC5zzIVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hnOaEFP3LII/s200/sarah.karlie.swings.7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354387481170223442" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 74px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6b2Lc-5-I/AAAAAAAAANY/feqeapvapc4/s200/Edswings7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354388362079692770" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Sarah and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rlie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e swings.(top) Ed on the swings (bottom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; My nephews have this tradition  of filling up the slide with rocks from the playground and then sliding down through the rocks. Which I remember doing a lot as a kid .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6bBAYf-cI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YEG2JRvsdxM/s200/bradenrockslide.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354387448575031746" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 107px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6i3ay87AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/D2DiWtASwIA/s200/alanschool7.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354396079959632898" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Braden (top) Alan (bottom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We go for a walk and play at the park almost every time taking my parents dog Sammy with us. She's getting old but she went down the slides. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6b12HvNnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/AhLsRpIzbLs/s200/sammyslide6.30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354388356353439346" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Sammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Then the following Tuesday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;when Joann&lt;/span&gt; and her family were heading back home Helen and I went over for Lexi's third birthday party.  when we showed up Karlie was doing this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6i3BpSVPI/AAAAAAAAANw/Kk8198dO7Kw/s200/karlie6.30.Lexbday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354396073208206578" /&gt; Then the kids gathered around Grandma Laura (aka Mom,) around the piano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6bB8u3w_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/c0PoGM3SvcI/s200/mom.lex.braden.6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354387464774992882" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Braden, Mom, Alexis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids were already running around playing even before we got sugar in there system.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6b01nR46I/AAAAAAAAANA/eUTJFFjrcWM/s200/braden6.30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354388339037430690" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Braden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; She had a Dora the Explorer cake which I didn't get a picture of because my battery died. She also had a castle pinata&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6i2j76DVI/AAAAAAAAANg/d99u_Ff93l8/s200/pinata.6.30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354396065233243474" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Castle pinata, Karlie and Alexis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;icecream&lt;/span&gt; twice, with her cake and from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;icecream&lt;/span&gt; man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6j9Uc_j_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Q2TBdJRV22o/s200/bradensnocone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354397280847761394" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6i2vl4-QI/AAAAAAAAANo/Ke15xDaIqo4/s200/lexicecreamman.6.30.lbday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354396068362123522" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cousin and Braden eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt; snocones&lt;/span&gt;, Alexis having a push pop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I asked Alexis to give me a birthday pose and she did this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6b1tETX_I/AAAAAAAAANI/KTy-hNLTh8s/s200/lexbday6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354388353923112946" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Her Grandma Diane helped her pick out her 3rd birthday dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy Birthday Lexi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-5933577248756213244?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/5933577248756213244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ed-and-i-doing-typical-couple-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5933577248756213244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5933577248756213244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ed-and-i-doing-typical-couple-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sk6i9avjeoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SbncqBovAiQ/s72-c/ed.emily.kiss.7.30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-5441519715217915087</id><published>2009-06-22T20:48:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:20:28.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBEnIB1fWI/AAAAAAAAALE/Si5d-yDWXFE/s1600-h/LaurenU.PaleYellowdress"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBEnIB1fWI/AAAAAAAAALE/Si5d-yDWXFE/s200/LaurenU.PaleYellowdress" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350351796276919650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well I promised I'd post the new clothes so here are most of them.&lt;p&gt; The Black and yellow dresses I got at &lt;a href="http://www.susiesdeals.com/"&gt;Suzie's Deals &lt;/a&gt;which is a store that has everything for $6 or less. Sometimes they get Department stores and Mall cast offs. &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBE87dg8BI/AAAAAAAAALU/Hj75oiJ0MXk/s200/carlossantana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350352170860474386" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBE8tBr3jI/AAAAAAAAALM/R1MC9JFEvo8/s200/charlotterusse.leafearringsjpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350352166985653810" /&gt; I wore both of these with my Yellow dress today I actually had to put another dress under it. Because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;'t find my slip this morning. I think it turned out well. It's this corset top dress with knee length pleats which gave my dress extra volume. I wore it with a cardigan at work, because not only is it freezing there I like to main modesty and professionalism at work. Which is why my leopard print dress will never be worn there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 71px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBF3ntNASI/AAAAAAAAALc/rNfhTafM7e0/s200/scarlett+blacksequinmeshbeadedtopdress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350353179169849634" /&gt; This Black dress I love the beading on the neckline which is why I got it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBGOAfJHJI/AAAAAAAAALk/hNPVyYv9TOg/s200/scarlettdressbeadingdetail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350353563778882706" /&gt;I wore the black dress yesterday shopping with Ed. I paired it with some black flats because we we're walking the mall and I don't wear heels when I do that unless I want some very angry feet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt; at me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight we are going to see Wayne's World at &lt;a href="http://www.brewvies.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brewvies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! So in honor of Cassandra's music video in the movie I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wearing&lt;/span&gt; My new leopard print dress with my fancy shoes. Because I don't want to look too retro. It's a little  more revealing than my average choice, but I like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBH_X3CLjI/AAAAAAAAALs/JhF5AO3kEaE/s200/leopardprint.charlotterussedress" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350355511378325042" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pale yellow dress by Lauren U., Gold leaf earrings: Charlotte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Russe&lt;/span&gt;, Tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ann&lt;/span&gt; brown Carlos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Santana&lt;/span&gt; Heels: Plato's, Black mesh sequined top dress by Scarlett, Leopard Print with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wooden&lt;/span&gt; necklace halter: Charlotte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Russe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-5441519715217915087?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/5441519715217915087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-clothes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5441519715217915087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5441519715217915087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-clothes.html' title='New clothes'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkBEnIB1fWI/AAAAAAAAALE/Si5d-yDWXFE/s72-c/LaurenU.PaleYellowdress' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-5892131582138401009</id><published>2009-06-17T23:52:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:28:08.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New fish</title><content type='html'> I know it's been a while since I've posted, I'm still in the process of doing all my laundry and then I am going to upload all my clothes on &lt;a href="http://myfashionplate.com/"&gt;myfashionplate.com&lt;/a&gt;. Then I'll be able to put together outfits more efficiently.&lt;p&gt; On another note I picked up two new fish today another Guppy, male this time no more surprise babies that fill up our tank. I named him Greece, like the Grecian sunrise. In this picture he's chilling with Azul who misses Franzine as I dubbed Helen's guppy after she had 15 babies. I gave her back to Helen so we wouldn't have guppy babies all the time.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SjncXPb1hVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/bLSPoLW_nf0/s200/greece.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348548324317562194" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Our other new fish which I unoriginally named Algae is an algae eater. He goes to town on the rocks and sides so we'll have a cleaner tank. Yay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SjncW8r5-KI/AAAAAAAAAKE/R966q63gBwo/s200/algae.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348548319284689058" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I'm really proud of myself as I looked at Ross today, I didn't buy any shoes. Which is good as I don't have money for them. I really wanted these shoes and even went back for them,. I guess it wasn't meant to be since they we're no longer there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SjncDl4y2VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/O-G79GWk7II/s200/calvinkleinshoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348547986747218258" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But they were so many cute shoes today, where were they when I had shoe money Saturday? But I did get some fabulous new clothes and jewelry from Charlotte Russe. They were having a huge sale. Half off their already sale prices. Yay, I'll post them later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-5892131582138401009?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/5892131582138401009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-fish.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5892131582138401009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5892131582138401009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-fish.html' title='New fish'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SjncXPb1hVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/bLSPoLW_nf0/s72-c/greece.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-427438256917515791</id><published>2009-06-14T19:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:39:34.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Meme</title><content type='html'>Here be Da Rules:1. Mention the person who tagged you.2. Complete the list of 8's.3. Tag 8 other bloggers.4. Tell them they have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by Tonya  and Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Things I Look Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Getting Married&lt;br /&gt;2- Having kids&lt;br /&gt;3- Having a couch&lt;br /&gt;4- Watching my nieces and nephew grow up&lt;br /&gt;5- Reading a published  book of Helen's&lt;br /&gt;6-  The new Harry Potter Movies, yes I'm that excited&lt;br /&gt;7- Seeing my Grandparents again&lt;br /&gt;8-  Seeing Jasona nd Amy and their kids again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Things I Wish I Could Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-  Be a better artist&lt;br /&gt;2-  Have enough money to buy all the really pretty shoes I want&lt;br /&gt;3- Go hiking&lt;br /&gt;4- Get a six pack, be flexible (wow I sound vein)&lt;br /&gt;5- Have more family get togethers&lt;br /&gt;6- Sew more than just hems&lt;br /&gt;7- Read classics, like the Odessy and such that always seem to hard to get through&lt;br /&gt;8-  Have an organized home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Shows I Watch&lt;br /&gt;1- CSI&lt;br /&gt;2- What not to wear&lt;br /&gt;3- Arthur&lt;br /&gt;4- The Office&lt;br /&gt;5- It's always sunny in Philedelphia&lt;br /&gt;6- Burn Notice&lt;br /&gt;7- Breaking Bad&lt;br /&gt;8- How I met your mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restaurants:&lt;br /&gt;1-  Sweet Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;2- The Spaghetti Factory&lt;br /&gt;3- Taco Time&lt;br /&gt;4- Domino's Pizza&lt;br /&gt;5- Ruby River (the double baked potatoes are delicious)&lt;br /&gt;6- Noodles and Company&lt;br /&gt;7- Acme Burger &lt;br /&gt;8- Jersey Mike's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 of my Quirks:&lt;br /&gt;1- loving shoes&lt;br /&gt;2- liking doing laundry&lt;br /&gt;3- Liking stupid movies&lt;br /&gt;4-  Shopping, or window shopping when I have no money&lt;br /&gt;5- Reading books on fashion/style&lt;br /&gt;6- Lving the aquarium and the zoo&lt;br /&gt;7- liking to cook, but hating to clean up afterward&lt;br /&gt;8- Reading blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Friends I Am Tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't really care if someone does it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Things I Did Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-  Went Shopping for shoes, and  couldn't find any I liked, sad&lt;br /&gt;2- Went and did a double feature the the dollar theater Sunshine Cleaning and Race to witch mountain&lt;br /&gt;3- Slept in&lt;br /&gt;4- Spent some alone time with Ed&lt;br /&gt;5- Called Helen&lt;br /&gt;6-  Played on the internet&lt;br /&gt;7- Put makeup on, yeah it's a rarity much to Ed's dismay&lt;br /&gt;8- Watced Atonement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-427438256917515791?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/427438256917515791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/06/eight-meme.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/427438256917515791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/427438256917515791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/06/eight-meme.html' title='Eight Meme'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-7795667153307092142</id><published>2009-05-26T12:40:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:12:51.389-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoo'/><title type='text'>A day I'll never forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw9aPcvU_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/bY53S54fKpI/s1600-h/fossa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw9aPcvU_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/bY53S54fKpI/s200/fossa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340210779187532786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Today Ed and I went to the zoo, we have been planning on it so we could see the Madagascar exhibit and the Fossa. Which unfortunately was asleep  when we went through it. We had a lot of fun checking out all the animals. His favorite is the Red Panda, mine  was the Burrowing Owl, and the Underwater Turtles. But I'm a huge fan of animals, so I took a ton of pictures.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw7CPTEXgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rnlNn_DXdFc/s200/redpanda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340208167806852610" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw6a3Jj0MI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mTCOtFDLkyI/s200/burrowingowl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340207491309621442" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 84px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw7BxaUhsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LpTSnSMQ8mw/s200/underwaterturtle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340208159784208066" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After we had gotten some food me a mint Waffle cone and him a Tigers Blood snow cone. We went to the Giraffe exhibit. And between the Giraffe and Tiger exhibit is where he proposed to me. I decided to sit down on the wall for a minute to eat my melting ice cream. And he sat next to me and put it on my finger. He didn't say any words of will you marry me. I did say "of course". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw6a-uPVII/AAAAAAAAAIc/ENZDDozSOio/s200/emilyengagementday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340207493342516354" /&gt;               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;In the left side in this picture is where he proposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We've been planning on getting married for a while. My sister Katie's mother in law had the ring resized for us. We had even set a date for the wedding, which is May 15, 2010. The ring was my Grandmothers who passed away last year. Which makes me treasure the ring all the more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 72px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw6as_ZiXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/y0L15xFVW4Q/s200/engagementring.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340207488582650226" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 68px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw7SHEQz0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/1dSiv1msN9w/s200/calvinklein.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340208440475176770" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After the zoo we went to dinner at Outback Steakhouse to celebrate our engagement. And it was delicious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw9muC3rdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AtbrCwyZ4hQ/s200/engagementdayed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340210993558957522" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Brown and white polka dot dress: Twentyone, Plato's closet; Golden flip flops: Old Navy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Black and white Calvin Klein dress: Nordstrom Rack, gift from Ed; Black tie back ankle booties, Bakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-7795667153307092142?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/7795667153307092142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-ill-never-forget.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7795667153307092142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7795667153307092142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-ill-never-forget.html' title='A day I&apos;ll never forget'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Shw9aPcvU_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/bY53S54fKpI/s72-c/fossa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-4767237673191880000</id><published>2009-05-19T18:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:17:35.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's outfit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/ShOEVN5l2WI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gaveZ9kJpBo/s1600-h/vintagejacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/ShOEVN5l2WI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gaveZ9kJpBo/s200/vintagejacket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337755483407505762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Today I'm felling great, which is especially nice since I was barely functional last week with the flu. Also today we can start moving into our new apartment. I'm so excited for everything to actually have a place. Plus finally having a washer and dryer in the apartment will be awesome. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 84px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/ShNLlCkZnUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/j7y1kye0344/s200/5.19.2009" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337693083080957250" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I'm sad to say that this jacket doesn't go as quite as well with this dress as I hoped. But I'll  still wear them together. Because I like them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 85px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/ShNLldh42uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/K7-FQhYVwJQ/s200/unlistedtweedmaryjanes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337693090318179042" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I have yet to get rid of these shoes. I should of just figured my foot wouldn't gain back that half a size. Oh well, you've been good to me my mary janes. Now I can donate them to charity, and they'll have a new home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orange and cream jacket: vintage from Old-clothes.com, Brown shift dress: Issac Mizrahi for Target,  Red skinny belt with gold clasp: Kohl's, Brown tweed toe capped mary janes: Unlisted from Nordstrom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. Ed says this jac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with the dress is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; little "q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;uakerish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-4767237673191880000?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/4767237673191880000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-outfit_19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/4767237673191880000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/4767237673191880000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-outfit_19.html' title='Today&apos;s outfit.'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/ShOEVN5l2WI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gaveZ9kJpBo/s72-c/vintagejacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-6055157066083022905</id><published>2009-05-11T19:07:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:21:40.487-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outfit'/><title type='text'>Quick oufit post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjNgVkDdwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6mm3Irc7wsk/s1600-h/colinstuart.greenbooties"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjNgVkDdwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6mm3Irc7wsk/s200/colinstuart.greenbooties" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334739714048227074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; This is what I wore today, for work and we are going to see Repo Man tonight at Brewvies. Also I am wearing  my new olive green Colin Stuart Booties. I like them as they are a mix between the costume shoes I saw in Wicked and something Robin Hood or his Merry Men might wear. If they were stylish of course. Plus they are one of my favorite colors. I got them at Plato's Closet for only ten bucks. The guy knows me so well thare that he gave me  a basket of boots to look at that weren't on display. I apparently shop there to much. But I found getting first dibs on boots an AWESOME thing. It pays to be loyal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjNqcC0acI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bW63Pq7ouCM/s200/resaleoutfit1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334739887586568642" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cream Shift: Issac Mizrahi for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arget, Olive green Colin Stuart booties (Both purchased at Plato's Closet); Tan corduroy blazer: Gloria Vanderbilt, purchased at D.I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-6055157066083022905?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/6055157066083022905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-oufit-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6055157066083022905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6055157066083022905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-oufit-post.html' title='Quick oufit post'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjNgVkDdwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6mm3Irc7wsk/s72-c/colinstuart.greenbooties' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-2961809208200150188</id><published>2009-05-11T18:25:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:07:09.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjKM4LpdKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_8AiUzqiuk4/s1600-h/strawberrypoisondartfrog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjKM4LpdKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_8AiUzqiuk4/s200/strawberrypoisondartfrog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334736081208833186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  So after Katherine blogged about going to see the frog exhibit up at the U. Ed insisted on going, so we got up at 10:00 on Saturday and went.  We both enjoyed watching the frogs get fed. And we had a lot of fun snapping pictures. I took crazy amounts of them. But am only going to post a few of my favorites. The first one is theStrawberry Poison Dart Frog, the second a Mink Frog so cute when it's asleep, Last one is a Blue Poison Dart Frog . The shot at the very bottom of this post is of th Red Eyed Tree Frog. I love the way it was stretching it's leg. We had a lot of fun there, we also saw the rest of the exhibits there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjI3w300UI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ljPreFWIMZc/s200/minkfrog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334734618957762882" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjJuWI1hEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MHzxttkjs9I/s200/Bluepoisondartfrog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334735556674159682" /&gt;  Ed insisted on seeing  the insects, and after a lot of squirming and trying to convince Ed to put on a insect puppet show for me. Which he refused to do, we moved onto the Geology area. I was drawn to all the amazing colors the Earth can produce in gems. Wow. The artist in me wanted to paint them all. Or put them on display in my house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After all that a quick jaunt to pick up my ring from being resized from my sister Katie. And then I went to two hours of  bowling for small work party. I don't have any pictures from that. I actually won a game, but my final bowling score was 107, kinda sad. The dude would be so disappointed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjJMKTzTyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bNtcmglEQv0/s320/redeyedtreefrog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334734969383374626" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-2961809208200150188?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/2961809208200150188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/2961809208200150188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/2961809208200150188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-saturday.html' title='Busy Saturday'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgjKM4LpdKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_8AiUzqiuk4/s72-c/strawberrypoisondartfrog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-6374788128347578081</id><published>2009-05-07T18:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:22:41.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgOCQfETr0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/b_2kDL5oAYE/s1600-h/karenstevensdressfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgOCQfETr0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/b_2kDL5oAYE/s320/karenstevensdressfront.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333249603465883458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; This is today's outfit, I just realized how unslimming this is without heels. I was going to wear this with my white peep-toed five inch heels and go for that whole 60's vibe. But the flats won out, because we had fifteen hotels here today to walk around and talk to. So five inch heels were out of the question. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgOCQCeC_OI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LeFXdjRy70o/s320/karenstevensdress.back.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333249595789212898" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I love this dress I got it at Ross Dress for less. And As I was looking through my look book today, I spotted a dresds just like it. It doesn't look like it but it is black with little tiny white polka dots. I love the back collar look with a cowl knot front. It makes me feel like a college student in the sixties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgOCQgNWMuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fHyyQcxQKwk/s320/silverxhilarationflats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333249603772232418" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;dress with white polka dots and Black faux snak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n belt: Karin Stevens, Ross; Silver faux snakesin flats: Xhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;larat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-6374788128347578081?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/6374788128347578081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-outfit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6374788128347578081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/6374788128347578081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-outfit.html' title='Today&apos;s outfit'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SgOCQfETr0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/b_2kDL5oAYE/s72-c/karenstevensdressfront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-5559681029103777402</id><published>2009-05-04T18:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:24:01.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Pepper Obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; So I've always been partial to the taste of Dr. Pepper. Other soda's besides an occasional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt; bottled root beer. Don't really tempt me. And to all those who know me,  know that I always would need a Dr. Pepper before I could pretend to be awake. My need for it got so bad that I was drinking three cans at work, and more when I got home. It was really bad. I had noticed weight gain in my thighs and hips from my over consumption. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  I think I mentally prepared myself to stop drinking as much when it got to be around five bucks for a twelve pack. I noticed myself drinking less over time. Instead of three I was drinking two and a half. So I cut it down to two, then down from there to one. So that's where I am at right now. A can a day. And most days I find myself taking the whole day to drink it. It just doesn't taste the same to me. Which is good, I've watched those extra inches I gained come off. But I find myself more irritable and tired. I don't know what to do to have the excess energy that my Dr. Pepper used to give me. I've tried sleeping more which just made me more groggy. And I'm a lazy bum who only rides my bike occasionally. So any suggestions will help. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sf-JAx_I5xI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nxY55rJ-tfM/s320/emily.dp.2jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332131130341123858" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sadly even at family funcions I bring it with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Brow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;n shift: Issac Mizrahi for Target, Teal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;ardigan: Cherokee from Targe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;t, Circ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;le silver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;necklace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-5559681029103777402?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/5559681029103777402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/dr-pepper-obsessed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5559681029103777402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5559681029103777402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/05/dr-pepper-obsessed.html' title='Dr. Pepper Obsessed'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sf-JAx_I5xI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nxY55rJ-tfM/s72-c/emily.dp.2jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-809959497046177551</id><published>2009-04-21T20:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:06:52.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se6Hx20z4LI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DowgHkb-9VA/s1600-h/fishtank3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se6Hx20z4LI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DowgHkb-9VA/s320/fishtank3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327344699826233522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gordo&lt;/span&gt; on the top of the tank, Vacuuming up the food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; Before Helen and I moved I agreed to take her Guppy Franz Ferdinand, named after the band not the person, to go with my Zebra Danube Mr. Darcy. Ed also agreed upon this, if we got a tank so his cat Paws wouldn't eat them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Ed also was really excited about getting a frog to go with them. Which is named Lazy the Frog. I tried naming it Kirby, But he insists on Lazy the Frog. So that is his official name. Ed also bought a cave for his frog to go into. Which Lazy very rarely leaves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se6HxtcDtsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gOh2wsKUiXc/s320/fishtank2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327344697306494658" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Azul&lt;/span&gt;, Franz, and Mr. Darcy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; We got a little Black fish which is now named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gordo&lt;/span&gt; because he eats all the food he can, included the frogs Larvae. We got a blue Guppy who's name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Azul&lt;/span&gt;. I know Ed is so original. We also got Darcy  a pal of the same species. Who we just mercy flushed as he somehow lost his tail and could no longer swim. It was so sad, he was stuck to the water filter. We couldn't just let him starve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-809959497046177551?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/809959497046177551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/fish.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/809959497046177551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/809959497046177551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/fish.html' title='Fish!'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se6Hx20z4LI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DowgHkb-9VA/s72-c/fishtank3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-9160099362693681207</id><published>2009-04-21T20:33:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:26:51.216-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outfit'/><title type='text'>Outfits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just a quick post of the outfits, well two that I've wore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se6C6d0LsPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lukgCUcEtJo/s320/outfit4.20.2009" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327339350173397234" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;This one I wore yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;white checkered top; Burlington Coat Factory, Navy Blue skirt; thrifted via D.I., Grey Suede Booties; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;om Ed, fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;om Mervyn's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Below: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;White c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;cheted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;shrug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;st &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;en tights: Target, Brown polka dot dress and brown slouchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; calf boots;  Plato's Closet, Brown b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;belt; Kohl's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se6CrSIY5nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iX0mRuN3XiY/s320/outfit.reversetree" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327339089338885746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-9160099362693681207?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/9160099362693681207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/outfits.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/9160099362693681207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/9160099362693681207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/outfits.html' title='Outfits'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se6C6d0LsPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lukgCUcEtJo/s72-c/outfit4.20.2009' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-5576859421235510541</id><published>2009-04-21T19:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:27:55.039-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wicked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 472px;" src="http://images.theage.com.au/ftage/ffximage/2008/06/20/wicked2_narrowweb__300x472,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Picture via theage.com.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se591OlMxUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Oh2f1xek0B0/s320/emilywicked2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333762626536770" /&gt;                                                      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;                  Me waiting in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    Ed and I went and saw Wicked: the Musical on Sunday. It was AWESOME. I've seen plays before but just highschool, college, and community plays that were what you expect them to be. This one surpassed what I thought it could be. The costumes we're so elaborate. I'm glad Ed and I went and saw it and can't wait to do something like this again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se591Txvc1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/zc4QNotLhv8/s320/EdWicked.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333764021318482" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                                              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;               Ed in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  Afterwords  we walked to Acme Burger and had a nice dinner, of burgers and Fries. Classy right? I did attemt to take a picture at the play. But it turned out just awful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se591jf2jII/AAAAAAAAAEE/p1mb3xELS6g/s320/wickedemily.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333768241253506" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Sunglasses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Vanity, V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;lvet strapped greyish-purple dress with jewel embelishment: Vera Wang for Kohls, Black tie back booties: Bakers (Okay the pose is LAME Ed took the picture and this was the best one of my whole outfit.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-5576859421235510541?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/5576859421235510541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/wicked.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5576859421235510541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/5576859421235510541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Se591OlMxUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Oh2f1xek0B0/s72-c/emilywicked2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-3880689243587523054</id><published>2009-04-10T01:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:29:41.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brewvies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd77mkYE0kI/AAAAAAAAADk/fs_CJacpmR4/s1600-h/stevemaddenpurple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd77mkYE0kI/AAAAAAAAADk/fs_CJacpmR4/s320/stevemaddenpurple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322968449616761410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Almost every week Ed (my fabulous and loving boyfriend) go to Brewvies on Monday nights. It's become somewhat of a tradition for us. We've seen everything from 'Beetlejuice' to 'Willow' to 'Star Wars: A New Hope' even if I don't put makeup on or do my hair for work I try and do it for the movie. So people don't think Ed is dating a girl who doesn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is me all dolled up for 'Star Wars: A New Hope, oh and that Ed's cat Paws. He's had him for 15 years now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd77mV9jgbI/AAAAAAAAADc/gYGSHRmZ76Q/s320/brewvies1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322968445747429810" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mere turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;neck: Old N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;avy (an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a steal at only $11) Bootcut jeans: Old Navy, Suede and knit jacket: thrifted Helen's House of Thri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ft, and purple Steve Ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dden  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peeptoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; booties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd78EZbGSKI/AAAAAAAAADs/VfZOkRpoALs/s320/suedeknit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322968962072725666" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My suede and knit jacket is my favorite part of this outfit. I found it in the boys section for only two dollars. What a find! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-3880689243587523054?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/3880689243587523054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-every-week-ed-my-fabulous-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/3880689243587523054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/3880689243587523054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-every-week-ed-my-fabulous-and.html' title='Brewvies'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd77mkYE0kI/AAAAAAAAADk/fs_CJacpmR4/s72-c/stevemaddenpurple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-1428134486175445519</id><published>2009-04-10T01:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:30:16.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd72zmKnI7I/AAAAAAAAADE/bkrxPXBRaC0/s1600-h/Beret1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd72zmKnI7I/AAAAAAAAADE/bkrxPXBRaC0/s320/Beret1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322963175877321650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like clothes a lot, which is an understatement. I have this &lt;strong&gt;HUGE &lt;/strong&gt;never finished look book that I am always collecting stuff for. I also have read practically every book the library has on fashion and style, including histories. And that includes all genders and sizes. This is the outfit I wore the other night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd72z82khRI/AAAAAAAAADU/pUXHUFrctR0/s320/beret2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322963181967279378" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Paris gifted, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maroon dress:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Old Navy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue fake snakeskin belt: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thrifted&lt;/span&gt; via DI , Black crocheted shrug: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt; , Black opaque tights: W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;almart&lt;/span&gt;, Black tie back 5 inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;oties&lt;/span&gt;: Bakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd72z4pufwI/AAAAAAAAADM/AJJv6R8cI7c/s320/bakersbooties.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322963180839665410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; These shoes are the most expensive item of clothing/accessories I own. But I've gotten the Bakers shoes down to under $10 a wear. And I love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-1428134486175445519?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/1428134486175445519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-like-clothes-lot-which-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1428134486175445519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1428134486175445519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-like-clothes-lot-which-is.html' title='Fashion Nerd'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd72zmKnI7I/AAAAAAAAADE/bkrxPXBRaC0/s72-c/Beret1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-4322863224199276837</id><published>2009-04-10T00:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:20:47.449-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>BX by Bronx Suede Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd7yMrj7FuI/AAAAAAAAACc/HyH_ldLt9W4/s1600-h/bxbootsfront2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd7yMrj7FuI/AAAAAAAAACc/HyH_ldLt9W4/s320/bxbootsfront2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322958109264254690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd7yMQpR9HI/AAAAAAAAACU/Wq9bYUPU3Fg/s1600-h/BXbootsback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd7yMQpR9HI/AAAAAAAAACU/Wq9bYUPU3Fg/s320/BXbootsback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322958102038967410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; I know it's been a while since I've posted. I made myself this rule that I couldn't do it till I got at least some of my taxes done. so I broke down and did them tonight. Well the federal portion anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I did go shopping last weekend. And found the cutest vest and boots. I was hoping to get a new dress for Wicked but couldn't find one that I liked. But my boots are fabulous and BX by Bronx. I got them at DSW. I'm so excited a flat pair of boots was on my must have list. And at a third of the price and suede. The right ones. plus I love the detailing on the back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-4322863224199276837?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/4322863224199276837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-its-been-while-since-ive-posted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/4322863224199276837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/4322863224199276837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-its-been-while-since-ive-posted.html' title='BX by Bronx Suede Boots'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sd7yMrj7FuI/AAAAAAAAACc/HyH_ldLt9W4/s72-c/bxbootsfront2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-4281009844925527649</id><published>2009-03-28T22:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:30:49.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc8Afzn4pxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0PIlPRx22s4/s1600-h/SN851215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc8Afzn4pxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0PIlPRx22s4/s320/SN851215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318470231381288722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc8AfOzY8bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/61wWw6mIiZE/s1600-h/SN851209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc8AfOzY8bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/61wWw6mIiZE/s320/SN851209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318470221497430450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Today was spent visiting family and taking my sisters on errands. I visited my Dad and took my puppy Sammy for walks. (Technically Sammy is eight in human years, but all dogs are puppies to me.) Helen my sister, the one eight years my younger and I decided to go to this new little restaurant/bistro called Mr. C's Gelato &amp;amp; Italian Delicatezza. Its at Jordan Landing located between Target and Best Buy. She had gone with her friend Melissa yesterday. And was craving there Gelato. I only had a bite of Helens as it was pistachio, and I don't really like that flavor. It was really creamy. I had their swiss cheese and tomato sandwich with this garlic herb flat bread. It was so good. Perfect for a light dinner. It had a great atmosphere too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Helen's outfit: shoes and dress Old Navy, cardigan Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;My outfit: cardigan Target, tank resale via Plato's Closet, jeans Kohl's, shoes borrowed from Helen, Forever Young, necklaces gifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-4281009844925527649?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/4281009844925527649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/family.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/4281009844925527649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/4281009844925527649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc8Afzn4pxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0PIlPRx22s4/s72-c/SN851215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-678258866060563761</id><published>2009-03-28T22:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:31:41.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc75odnWENI/AAAAAAAAABc/t8gRGE-6TM0/s1600-h/SN851202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc75odnWENI/AAAAAAAAABc/t8gRGE-6TM0/s320/SN851202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318462683510870226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my oldest friends Katherine with me. Last Saturday I went to her Birthday/Residency party. It had been a really long time since I'd seen her. About six years ago. I just want to say how proud I am of her. She just graduated with her MD. That's right I have a friend who is a doctor. She did it all while raising her two beautiful boys. I'm sad that  it took forever for us to reconnnect. Because now she is moving 1200 miles away. But I just wanted to say congratulations Katherine on not only completing medical school but getting your first choice on residency. I couldn't be prouder!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-678258866060563761?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/678258866060563761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/678258866060563761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/678258866060563761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc75odnWENI/AAAAAAAAABc/t8gRGE-6TM0/s72-c/SN851202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-537215482822373475</id><published>2009-03-28T21:44:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:33:54.606-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bowie Obsession'/><title type='text'>Bowiefied</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc73G59ko2I/AAAAAAAAABM/HyyeWEHwhMA/s1600-h/Bowiefied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc73G59ko2I/AAAAAAAAABM/HyyeWEHwhMA/s320/Bowiefied.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318459907981484898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  My obsession with David Bowie didn't escalate till I was in my early twenties. But started young when my sisters and I would beg my parents to rent the Labyrinth each time they rented a VCR. It became so that I got my sister and her best friend obsessed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Last year I became obsessed with being Jareth for Halloween. The shopping starting early and the wig was the hardest to find. I ended up buying a wig at Walmart for five bucks. And having my Mom cut it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walmart, shirt and pants thrifted from Save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;, vest Macey's, boots and gloves Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-537215482822373475?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/537215482822373475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowiefied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/537215482822373475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/537215482822373475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowiefied.html' title='Bowiefied'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc73G59ko2I/AAAAAAAAABM/HyyeWEHwhMA/s72-c/Bowiefied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-7828373786865968764</id><published>2009-03-28T21:44:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:21:16.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowie Obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc7xcZBbI1I/AAAAAAAAABE/j97t8IYFVpo/s1600-h/SN850998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc7xcZBbI1I/AAAAAAAAABE/j97t8IYFVpo/s320/SN850998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318453680026624850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm going to start with a couple of pictures of me and my David Bowie obsession. It started around the third or fourth time I saw the Labyrinth  and only escalated from there. I became obsessed with his song "Golden Years". Than at the beginning of last year I had the thought of being Jareth for Halloween. And thus began A year long search for the costume. And many mishaps creating a decent Jareth Wig for five dollars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The wig was from Walmart.The shirt and pants were thrifted. The vest is from Macy's and the gloves were from a store called Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I also have a picture from the night we saw the Labyrinth on the big screen for Helen's birthday. But I must of deleted it off my camera it's on my facebook. Hmm. I'll see if I can find a way to post it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-7828373786865968764?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/7828373786865968764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowie-obsessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7828373786865968764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/7828373786865968764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/bowie-obsessed.html' title='Bowie Obsessed'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/Sc7xcZBbI1I/AAAAAAAAABE/j97t8IYFVpo/s72-c/SN850998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-491906990623546284.post-1936455923052456855</id><published>2009-03-27T01:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:32:06.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's starting</title><content type='html'>Well I thought it would be about time to start a blog. Right now I just need an outlet, something creative. And as per my obsession with David Bowie. I thought the title is appropriate. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/491906990623546284-1936455923052456855?l=whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/feeds/1936455923052456855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-starting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1936455923052456855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/491906990623546284/posts/default/1936455923052456855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatwoulddavidbowiedo.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-starting.html' title='It&apos;s starting'/><author><name>Emma Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017597845102999127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1Pa1TnwinU/SkMRNz8inGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/a6pmot4OnC0/S220/SN851105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
