tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31013278931835440252024-03-13T18:53:46.970-07:00 The MillarsStacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-14162358856621242792012-08-26T15:40:00.001-07:002012-08-26T21:40:53.599-07:00Epiphany<a href="https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/13859_1244233782635_6046121_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/13859_1244233782635_6046121_n.jpg" width="320" /></a>Growing up I loved to read. I loved good LDS novels written by people such as Jack Weyland, Anita Stansfield, Rachel Nunes and many more... (these are all my books :) if you want to borrow any i'd love to share!) When I was a sophomore in high school my advanced English teacher had a little library at the back of his room and one day I wondered over to take a peek, I picked up a book with a scantly clad Indian on the cover smoochin a sophisticated English woman. Needless to say I proceed to take a gander inside this book. What I read made my cheeks flame! Did I put it down? Nope, I went on to read just about every Harlequin Romance Novel on that back shelf. Some could debate if I was mature enough to read such material, I might have to lean towards probably not. I may or may not have laughed and read the "goss" parts to my friends at lunch time so we all could get a good giggle at what I was reading. With this being said I am not ashamed that I read these books, kinda embarrassed but to be honest they didn't do a whole lot for me in the sexual department. The reason for this post is for my mom and Amanda :) I have been told that I live in a fantasy land. I expect Love, romance and to be swept off my feet. I want KEN. My mom and sister would say that I ruined my chances of every being satisfied with a REAL man because I would read these books and have expectations! I would..( you ready for it?) I would tell them they were wrong! I know! how rude of them huh I am never wrong! But here you go mom/Amanda. You were kind of right. haha that's all I got, just kind of :) Yes I should not have been reading books with that sexual content. Most of the time I would skim over it because it truly would embarrass me. (but not always) What really ruined me was the music I listened to. My mom is thinking right now, I told you shouldn't have been listening to that rap crap haha. No not rap or rock n roll or even backstreet boys. It was country music. There I said it. I have an addiction to country music. But seriously can you blame me. If you have time click on this link and tell me, how do I quit this?!<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=asi0odjRZzA">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=asi0odjRZzA</a> or this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOvyymFaFs4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOvyymFaFs4</a><br />
I mean seriously its like that Christmas song "Baby its cold outside" only sung by a cowboy!<br />
how about his one? <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rVGw7FbohY4&feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rVGw7FbohY4&feature=related</a> gah! And I don't even need the videos, I can be driving in my car and get to chills, even though I told my mom I don't listen to the lyrics I can usually sing an entire song start to finish after hearing it two or three times. oops sorry mom, I lied.<br />
Shwoo! I feel so much better getting that off my chest... now that everything is out there this is my favorite addiction..<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jEDdFm3Nx0&feature=relmfu">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jEDdFm3Nx0&feature=relmfu</a>. Luke Bryan is yummy and the great part is BJ likes him too! Its so nice that we can understand each other. See mother I got both! A REAL man that can enjoy my romance with me. But thank you for teaching my to listen to good music without your strict guidelines to not listen to rap crap I would probably have Bieber fever and hate Selena Gomez :/ just kidding don't be mad mom.<br />
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and for those of you with A LOT of time this is BJs favorite. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efEfTPxrIa0&feature=relmfu">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efEfTPxrIa0&feature=relmfu</a> and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&v=LlPgV1v2w34&NR=1">http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&v=LlPgV1v2w34&NR=1</a><br />
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This is my Song for BJ <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x0liNLHmvKY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x0liNLHmvKY</a><br />
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The moral of the story is if the Harlequin books were made into a musical they would probably have been a little more dangerous.<br />
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<br />Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-76283648857661892162012-04-14T23:18:00.000-07:002012-04-14T23:18:14.529-07:00My ode to IdahoThis last week I have been spending my time in Idaho. Being there made me realize just how much I miss open green fields, baby cows and friendly laid back people. I have come to feel like Utah is my home or better said.. Home is where the heart is. Well my heart lives in Pleasant Grove & I have made the best of it. I have made a handful of friends but after driving through the wide open welcoming fields of Melba Idaho I remembered that nothing calls to me like wide open fields! I went out and visited with my buddy Mike who lives out there and drove past my turn twice while admiring the view :)<br />
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For the first part of my visit (which bj was here for) we stayed with his parents. We ate at on of my favorite Chinese restaurants The Hong Kong. mmm I can't find any place that even come close to it here in utah. that was Thursday night. On friday BJ his dad Bryan, Me and my dad went golfing at purple sage. Man if that place doesn't make me want to jump right back to 2000! I loved living on the golf course and all the memories that come with that house! Friday night my family went to Givins hot springs :) and for anyone who has ever been there knows how ghetto it is but it is a family swimming hole!<br />
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On Saturday we went once again out to Melba for BJ's cousins boys baptism. While sitting listening to the program I was once again touched by how open people are in Idaho. The lady who did the program was so kind and dotted on each one of the kids and there were 8 kids! that's alot of dotting! We went to a dinner afterwards and got to catch up with other family that was in town.<br />
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Sunday we had dinner at BJ's parents house and Bryan and I got to stuff the Easter eggs. Let me tell ya... that is a fun job.. Jude (BJ's mom) put on a great Easter egg hunt for Carli and BJ's sister Jaime's kids which turned into a race for the adults to find all the other eggs the little ones didn't find. BJ headed back to Utah at about 5 Sunday night :( / :) now the fun begins<br />
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Monday I moved houses and stayed with my parents. Monday my mom watched carli while I went and got a manicure and my hair done. which was long over due! I haven't had my hair done since January 1st. It was so nice to be able to go and enjoy those things without Carli crying or getting into everything. Thanks mom!<br />
Monday night I went out to Missy's house (my old babysitter) she has girls that I use to babysit :) Her oldest girl turned 15 so Amanda and I went out for dinner. It was A LOT of fun! Missy made Costa Vida taco that were amazing... I believe I had 4 tacos haha it was THAT good.<br />
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Tuesday was a nice lazy day Amanda had errands to run So I hung out with the kiddos all day outside, it made for an awesome day!<br />
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Notice how her clothes slowly came off... That my friends is a sign of a good play day! Tuesday night my whole family went to dinner for my grandpa Wayners birthday. When asked where he wanted to eat he replied with Golden Corral. Amanda and I both threw up in our mouths a little when we heard but I guess enough people complained so it got changed to Texas roadhouse! BJ was so jealous when he heard :) I guess that will teach him to bail out early! Before we went to dinner Amanda Suvee and I took the kids out to my brothers grave in Middleton. It was fun for me because I haven't taken Carli out there yet so it was her first time visiting uncle Cody! We ended the night with a nice dip in the hot tub!<br />
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Wednesday Amanda and I went into town. She had to meet with her taxes guy and I decided to have her drop me off at the Velvet Touch hair school in Nampa to get a pedicure :):) that was nice. I usually do my toes on my own but hey! I'm on vacation right?? anyway after I was done Amanda picked me up and we met up with my dad to go golfing at Farview in Caldwell. That was a blast from the past and lots of fun! That night I went back out to my friend Missy's young womens mutual activity. They asked me to come out and teach prom up-dos! I have to admit I wasn't sure if I would like it or even be good at it, but I love doing up-dos and I love doing hair and once I got up and started talking it was a blast! I was glad I got the chance to do it. When I got back my mom said Carli had a rough time... She fell a couple times and split her lip. :( Thanks Suvee<br />
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Thursday I met up with Erin my friend from high school and had lunch at Red Robin yum! It was really nice to see her and catch up but we learned that it is really difficult to catch up with three crazy kids screamin and kickin ;) Then I went out and met up with the fam who was out hitting balls at driving range in Boise called Divots. Abby my sister was there so it was nice to see her and have her see carli. From there I headed over to another friend Angelie's house. She and I were roommates right before we both got married. she has a little girl that it about a month younger then Carli named Lucy! Lucy is such a doll! We decided that they will be best friends... some how.. 6 hours apart... haha its a good thought though. From there I hurried back to Caldwell to meet up with my family for dinner and our families classic restaurant Acapulco. While I was out there I swung by a place that BJ and I "visited" while we were dating once. I wanted to see if our art work was still there and low and behold it was!! Aagain the night was finished off with a nice dip in the hot tub.<br />
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Haha I know I'm so lame. Friday morning I packed up and got on the road by ten. I was anxious to get back to my own bed and BJ! I haven't been on a raod trip with Carli in awhile so it wasn't as easy this time cause she doesn't sleep as much. She fought sleeping so hard! I was about to go crazy with her squealing and squacking around the boarder when she got real quiet. I looked in my rear view mirror and Carli as OUT! FINALLY! But when I looked at her I had to do a double take! So I turned around to get a better look .. and yup... I saw right.. Carli had fallen asleep with her gram cracker still in her mouth! haha I love that girl!<br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I have had so many wonderful things happen in my life recently. I will post pictures when I receive them from BJ's cousin Kara. untill then I would like to leave you with a few pictures of my day job. </span><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Did i mention that I love my Job?</span></b></div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-78057931913958202772011-11-20T19:13:00.001-08:002011-11-20T19:30:01.734-08:00God made dirt SO dirt don't hurt?<div style="text-align: center;">
We have a little problem in our house. For those of you that know me I am NOT a germaphobe! I am not afraid to pick a cracker up off the floor and give it right back to Carli without EVEN blowing it off or whatever your suppose to do for that situation... sooooo when I caught Carli eating dirt out of my plant I just laughed and cleaned her up. BJ brought up a good point though.... it has little white things in it like such...</div>
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I don't know what it is, and as you can see that I'm not too terribly concerned cause I could be Googling it right now instead of blogging but BJ said it could be to a chemical to help plants grow that isn't ok for Carli to digest so sadly I had to get after her today when she would stop by the plant for a little snack. She looked so sad when I slapped at her hand and didn't understand why I was talking to her like that.... man I hate being the parent! Being the aunt was so much easier. But here is a funny picture of when I caught her the second time.</div>
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haha I LOVE HER!!!!</div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-42089949995681283602011-11-15T16:54:00.001-08:002011-11-15T17:39:14.497-08:00Pics of Car Car<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mornings with daddy! I love this picture because they both have sleepy faces!</div>
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<br /></div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-85154865356560961732011-11-14T11:30:00.000-08:002011-11-14T11:30:04.656-08:00Catchin up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhswiIsM9g5rg-AL7_XgSjXuP5X_eTUCz4eiYKQoMaCs3RPv4j3c9wba0TPW3H0mdlvcHSR5Cl53LnS42rI5xeqN6rtHXBDH_V7722I2SQ9NO-_pIbltGRX0KVcvV9wPLcpO5GLq7nU3JJv/s1600/storage.aspx" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhswiIsM9g5rg-AL7_XgSjXuP5X_eTUCz4eiYKQoMaCs3RPv4j3c9wba0TPW3H0mdlvcHSR5Cl53LnS42rI5xeqN6rtHXBDH_V7722I2SQ9NO-_pIbltGRX0KVcvV9wPLcpO5GLq7nU3JJv/s320/storage.aspx" width="192" /></a>I was offered/recommend a job at the beginning of the year to manage a storage unit. It was just talk for the longest time but just recently they have broken ground and started building. The facility will now be opening for business around January! I can't believe how fast it has happened. This opportunity will be just what BJ and I need. If I get this job from what i'm told, I will be able to manage this storage unit during the day while living above the office in an apartment. I would be able to have Carli play on the floor while I do computer work and greet people. Perfect Right!! I know. I was advised to turn in my resume and apply online at a storage unit site this last week so apply I do. I'm soooo excited for this because along with being able to work from home my income would be able to pay for BJ and I's bills if we continue to save like we are and all of BJ's income would go into savings so hopefully one day we will be able to buy a house free and clear. (we would work the storage unit along time ;) So with all these perks you can see why I am so excited! Im also really sad because I have made some really awesome friend in my ward here in Pleasant Grove. I haven't told a lot of other people about this change because BJ and I don't people in the ward to brush us off because we wont be here that long and I'm glad we decided to do that because the other day I received a phone call from the storage unit, they gave me a phone interview and told me that if they were interested they would have another person call me to set up a second interview. I felt like I was qualified to work this job because I have a lot of experience in costumer service and managing my time. I know I am not book smart but you could but ANY person in front of me and I can make them feel comfortable and important not that I need to sell myself to you all but I got off the phone feeling very... below average. :/ Not the best feeling let me tell you, I was also nervous that we wouldn't be getting the storage unit after all even though BJ's boss owns it and told us it was ours. I tend to put my eggs in one basket... yeah its a good trait i know...but BJ has really helped me with that so after the phone call I was disappointed I'll be ok if we do not get the storage unit, sad but OK.<br />
**side note real fast, I just checked my email and I did not get the storage unit job. I lied I'm really disappointed.Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-33611174390115975992011-08-29T16:23:00.000-07:002011-08-29T16:23:10.846-07:00The 6 B's<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f9f6ed;"></span><br />
<ol class="number" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><li style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="label" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">1.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"> </span></span><span class="emphasis" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><u>Be grateful.</u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">- </span></span><span class="emphasis" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">I am so grateful for my family! I had a difficult pregnancy, but I have the most amazing baby in the entire world! Carli is my everything! I don't know what I did without her in my life?? I live for her smile, her laugh even her stinky diapers! </span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-bottom: 20px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="emphasis" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">BJ. oh BJ. He is my rock. I know you are probably thinking that BJ should be my everything, my reason for living like Carli, but I'm being honest here, He is my partner, my equal. I lived 22 years without him just fine but he brings so much more to my life! He rounds my edges, matures me, pushes and challenges me. Without him I wouldn't be the person I am today. (and I wouldn't have my Car Car)</span></span></span></div></li>
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</ol><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">OK OK so I hope I didn't come across as the holier then thou type but I enjoyed this a lot! It was a nice reminder of all I have to be grateful for. I encourage you all to maybe just think about these six things and remember everything we have to be grateful for. </span></span></div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-52749303943068050622011-06-17T12:33:00.000-07:002011-06-17T12:33:23.981-07:00Carli Layne Millar<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Wow, I warned you all how amazing I am at this, with that being said let me catch you up. I had the baby. ha.SURPRISE!! We named her Carli Layne Millar. She was 8 pounds 1oz, 20in, born at 10:02 am on February 16, 2011.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpzrOabR5e7HO11zGMmRNxYSo2oBV1m5YTs9RRQXknBzLbMJr-9T2hT4v-anZvOZxpuPkObG7c_2toMXKVOGHjpOOeGY-J-BJp9IfN6QRQeTLxQbTg_sf-2jQPc0HrsB2nxHwTaozB_wow/s1600/172365_1775661107986_1133070004_2070066_1450897_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpzrOabR5e7HO11zGMmRNxYSo2oBV1m5YTs9RRQXknBzLbMJr-9T2hT4v-anZvOZxpuPkObG7c_2toMXKVOGHjpOOeGY-J-BJp9IfN6QRQeTLxQbTg_sf-2jQPc0HrsB2nxHwTaozB_wow/s320/172365_1775661107986_1133070004_2070066_1450897_o.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> The night of the 15th Trevor and April, (BJ's younger brother and wife) took us to a fun little mexican restaurant in Draper, something to take my mind off going on my 5th day over my due date. We were enjoying a nice evening out while I was quietly timing my contractions. I know, real tactful but I was so ready to get her out. I told BJ as we were leaving that I thought I was starting real labor. We returned home, did our usual night routine and climbed into bed. I timed five min apart till about 3:00 am, at that point I was so tired of dealing with the contractions, not sleeping and the pain was growing more intense with every hour. I had started to walk around the apartment (all 700 sq ft) at midnight. I finally woke Bj up, said it was time for my epidural and off we went. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Once checked in and hooked up we had to wait an hour and a half to see if they would admit me. (about 4-6:00 am) This was a very fun time.. no actually it wasn't, just kidding. The nurse came to check me and I was only dilated to a 3. (what I started at an hour before) It was looking like they were going to send me home. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> At 8:00 am I was check in, drugged up, water broken and sleeping peacefully, the way all labors should go if you ask me. The doctor came in at 9:00 am, said that I needed to have a C section. YEAH!? Thats what I was thinking, a little rash, maybe uncalled for?? I don't know. I said, Wait wait wait, seriously? No! I will labor for longer and do this naturally. (I didn't wait 5 days after my due date to have her C sectioned anyway.) I started crying, hysterically, embarrassingly. They prepped me, gave me more drugs, dressed up Beej and wheeled me off at 9:20 am.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin_h6UQAssNqfLAsYfAoEO2IgXEX34hrZAyJy6JWMCBma1rX2rB_4uekaNB4ps3PU82McnabEXsK6AvCFdAAUGEEHLpFsvIMUVY9O0bN78QBTIQ1Rt6T3diQ7b57eqUibP1gZOuIdzZ0In/s1600/183945_1775664068060_1133070004_2070073_3445152_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> At 10:02 am Mommy wasn't the only one crying. Carli, probably smiling, then spanked to make cry, made her grand appearance. They cleaned her up and put me back together, 30 min later I finally got to hold my baby girl. I would like to say that it just felt right, like I was made for this but it was SO weird! different maybe the better word? I was given the best job I've ever had that day. Through this pregnancy I have been weakened, dependent, and humbled. I would never give it back for the lessons and miracles that are now mine from this wonderful trial, adventure and miracle that Heavenly Father trusted and blessed me and my family with.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIIq5bM7K_JAvrBV7Su_l_PvbzENvwBRbjI1f9VhEgm5xRZeC_AOTjk_DbV5bcBV78bJ65Tx_UhXxxxxdbYykbh_l8Eu2boIf6uF0h_KmVBOFZwP3lBZFwWalg2ZArrlSnpfa-eODfZ-E/s1600/175336_1775688188663_1133070004_2070111_228859_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIIq5bM7K_JAvrBV7Su_l_PvbzENvwBRbjI1f9VhEgm5xRZeC_AOTjk_DbV5bcBV78bJ65Tx_UhXxxxxdbYykbh_l8Eu2boIf6uF0h_KmVBOFZwP3lBZFwWalg2ZArrlSnpfa-eODfZ-E/s320/175336_1775688188663_1133070004_2070111_228859_o.jpg" width="320" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Now to let you know why I had to have the ridiculous C section. During the pregnancy, early on, Carli the gymnast spun a web with all her jumping, flipping and spinning resulting in a very tight shoe lace knot in her cord. I know what your thinking, you've heard lots of stories where the cord is wrapped or knotted around the baby, but when I say shoe lace knot, i mean it is not touching the baby at all, it is in the cord and the cord alone. It was so tight that if I had gone vaginally my Carli layne would not have been here with us. She would have suffocated coming down through the birth canal. I'm ok with the C section now...</span>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-7469741334362959232011-02-02T15:14:00.000-08:002011-02-02T15:14:45.646-08:00updatesNothing has change since my last blog, I went to my doctors apt on Monday hoping to get my membranes stripped to speed things along but after the doctor checked my cervix she said things are still pretty tight down town, and that she wouldn't be able to even get in to strip the membranes. So slightly disappointed I set up an appointment for this Friday to see if I am dilated more by then. I am hoping that I am because I have an inducement date for Monday still and I probably wont keep it if I am not further along. My doctor will be leaving out of town for a week on my actual due date so she wants to get this baby out of me before she leaves. I told her that I was fine having someone else deliver the baby if I needed because I really don't want to be induced and then have things go wrong and have to have an emergency C section. When I had my gallbladder taken out I want to say I was super strong and wasn't afraid but when they wheeled me into the OR with the freezing temps, clinking metals and bright bright lights on me I freaked a little and I really don't want my labor to be like that. I know that really its in the lords hands but if I can avoid it I will. If I am not dilated more on Friday we will move the inducement date to next Wednesday, and Ill get checked on Monday. Thats about it for an update.<br />
I am getting more and more ready for this little girl to come, Amanda invited me to join her and her friend Melanie swimming at the legacy center on Monday, which helped a lot! I have been contracting hard since the doc appointment, then yesterday she and I went to the university mall and ate at PF Changs and walked the mall. It was really fun. Today I got up off my lazy tush and make BJ orange rolls for breakfast, took a nap and then got right to work cleaning my apartment. I was hoping to keep the contractions going strong but its been pretty calm today which I HATE!! slash like the break. So torn! haha jk. Im going to jump in the shower and then wait for BJ to get home and then its off to Amanda's for dinner and Cards!! Today has been a good day. Heres to wishing for more good days and more contractions!Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-1109712636113472142011-01-25T17:24:00.001-08:002011-01-25T17:24:59.808-08:00New NewsSince my last blog I have changed a few things, I switched doctors. Crazy I know, at 36 weeks who does that?? BJ took me out for date night at Outback, before that I had been contracting the whole day and the day before so during dinner it didn't really catch my attention that i was contracting so often. But as the evening wore on they got more intense and more frequent. I mentioned it to BJ and he started to time them. I was contracting every 8 min. I didn't really feel like I was going into labor, but as I laoded my big bum into the truck I had one that took my breath away. I feel like i handle the contractions pretty well, they aren't comfortable and you can't really ignore them but I don't stop traffic every time I have one. The one I had in truck ripped through me, up through my back and in my belly. I had NEVER had one like that. So BJ and I decided to just go to the hospital and be on the safe side. So off we went and checked in and the nurse hooked me up to monitors. She asked me a bunch of questions and I decided to tell her about how hard of a time I was having with enjoying my pregnancy and that I had tried talking to my doctor about how hard it was for me every day to just get up and get ready, I explained that he didn't really acknowledge my admission and so I just dealt with it myself. The nurse was really great and suggested that I switch doctors. I really didn't want to switch doctors because I do not like hurting peoples feelings, believe it or not... and the doctor that the nurse was suggesting was a doctor that worked in the same office as doctor Dinger. The more we talked about it though BJ and I decided that it might just be the best thing.<br />
<div> The nurse told me I was just having braxton hicks and that my cervix was still closed :/ I was super bummed. She sent in a social worker to talk with me to make sure I was suicidal (I felt so stupid!) after he decided I wasn't a hazard to myself and my child, we were set home. I felt slightly stupid for going to the hospital cause I didn't want to be one of those girls who at every bump I freaked out but Im really glad that I did because the next day I called and cancelled my apt with Doctor Dinger and set one up with Doctor Twelves, the following Monday I went to my apt and Loved her! She asked questions and listened and helped me figure out things that my other doctor just brushed off. I will now got an IUD, and start an anti depressant right after the birth just to be on the safe side. She had my blood drawn to see if I was low on anything. Two days later her nurse called me and let me know how everything turned out, I was very low on Vitamin D. I was so impressed that she had someone call me and let me know. my other doctor never called me or let me know how things were going. I had to have my sister make a list of things for me to ask him because I didn't know what I should know by now. So I now have a new Doctor and I am really happy. She also asked me if I would like to be induced. On Monday we set the date of February 7th. So if I am not dilated anymore we will wait but if I am then Carla will be coming then. :)</div><div> I HATE pictures of me right now but I will post this for everyone else so they can feel better about yourselves.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHQxHPw7vY4c9PSfYx8isNmi9aqlyCb-6xZZf08jZEeQ4wscaga6zfvgC5S8xsKToiVf04aXeEXTwYIoTtgKAR7F1IXzDeWPPlrs6B0xHp22IIGqQp4q2A3iHM7w0XO5Ec7SMV1AI3M3B/s1600/IMG_3555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHQxHPw7vY4c9PSfYx8isNmi9aqlyCb-6xZZf08jZEeQ4wscaga6zfvgC5S8xsKToiVf04aXeEXTwYIoTtgKAR7F1IXzDeWPPlrs6B0xHp22IIGqQp4q2A3iHM7w0XO5Ec7SMV1AI3M3B/s320/IMG_3555.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaSnvdJJvA-aEZxXu5INfbqVZudYzFONeFn5mYgec_xISkKba-eNQJzTkhoAzaOrK8Q1kzLavSP4qPxPJ4g2fg9F832mFdwU47HRnDM8yQpa23A_OAk8zXvo3uHCHP3YzET013HwNrg-zY/s1600/IMG_3553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaSnvdJJvA-aEZxXu5INfbqVZudYzFONeFn5mYgec_xISkKba-eNQJzTkhoAzaOrK8Q1kzLavSP4qPxPJ4g2fg9F832mFdwU47HRnDM8yQpa23A_OAk8zXvo3uHCHP3YzET013HwNrg-zY/s320/IMG_3553.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div> 37 weeks 4 days.</div><div><br />
</div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-7687901444930214932011-01-25T17:22:00.000-08:002011-01-26T21:20:35.751-08:00Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-70140327665697969562011-01-12T16:51:00.000-08:002011-01-12T16:51:04.148-08:00Just a few things I wont give excuses for my lack of blogging, its just not my thing to do it all the time. I figure that I would keep everyone updated before the baby comes since I enjoy reading my cousin's blog and my sister's and a couple of friends. I am almost 36 weeks along, wahoo! I asked my doctor a few appts back if he thought I could go early and he replied sadly with a very solid, NO. :/ So it looks like February 11th is the soonest this mama will be going into labor. I also asked him how far after my due date he would let me go and he said a week, which i took as better news then two weeks.<br />
I've been slowly getting things ready for her here. We got our crib for free from BJ's boss who said he and his wife were done. SCORE!! They also gave us the mattress! So the crib is taken care of, CHECK!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI9Jo8hNc43SdF22r26k0fmDMugipoYUNccqGIRBgzZbv6qfwkLVW7o234f-zcyOU7QTWcoBsVy8nJjkODmdXXCiCYkxHZQHNxlFt8C4BkFCnmrh8b6prkcD8s8b3Zz9whwikR53wQSDuG/s1600/IMG_3538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI9Jo8hNc43SdF22r26k0fmDMugipoYUNccqGIRBgzZbv6qfwkLVW7o234f-zcyOU7QTWcoBsVy8nJjkODmdXXCiCYkxHZQHNxlFt8C4BkFCnmrh8b6prkcD8s8b3Zz9whwikR53wQSDuG/s320/IMG_3538.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> I found the bumper at IKEA for $12. I like that its just plain white so it will go along with any blanket I put in there. I still am trying to figure out how to put it on though, its really long??<br />
After we had the crib I started looking for a dresser on KSL. That was an interesting job. Most dressers are old dressers like ones from when I was a child, and they are still selling for around $40-$50. So last Saturday BJ took me to IKEA and said I could buy a dresser there. It was SOOO nice! cause we don't have a lot of money and he has been pushing us to save money by buying online. After much shopping and looking we decided to get this SUPER cute book shelf that we turned on its side. It was $69! and it can be used for other things after the baby doesn't need it. (that was my argument for BJ :) Anyway we came home and put it together and I had so much fun putting stuff away!!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihTOtNQF6Zr2DtERoGHS6Vmo6XQcZeqCRb9_CMCk8N01ItreeHsA8n8zupBddG531SrR1injCOb3DpXpoqgb-V31ChPKNSgc7_XSxhc5-ovIXgO_WAX3459LWvtBdXOdPpxfxYmb4KeMMt/s1600/IMG_3545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihTOtNQF6Zr2DtERoGHS6Vmo6XQcZeqCRb9_CMCk8N01ItreeHsA8n8zupBddG531SrR1injCOb3DpXpoqgb-V31ChPKNSgc7_XSxhc5-ovIXgO_WAX3459LWvtBdXOdPpxfxYmb4KeMMt/s320/IMG_3545.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> As I put her little pants and tights away I started to get excited a little to play dress up, haha Its like grown up Barbies.. all the time! The worst thing I did though was pull out one of the newborn diapers hehehe seriously! take a looksee<br />
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So all of the big things are taken care of, well except a recliner but hopefully that will come along some time soon. I have obtained things from my sister and Target as well like shampoo and baby wash, wash cloths, desitine, a breast pump, hair clips and flowers. My cousin, Steph bought her a pair of cowgirl boots which are perfect! Well I will post hopefully more one more time before I have her and tell you more about what we are up to but for now I have to go. BJ has to drive out to Tooele for work and I get to go with him since its after work hours and he probably wont get home till close to 9 or 10. I wouldn't get to see him all day if I didn't. :(<br />
but I will leave you with my last baby/ old dinning room picture...<br />
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<span id="goog_409009322"></span><span id="goog_409009323"></span>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-41619096997649529692010-11-05T15:32:00.000-07:002010-11-05T15:32:28.251-07:00Suprise! So after much stalking I realized that some people have new post up almost everyday! I can't for the life of me thing of something entertaining to write about EVERY day but I can do my best. Today is a good day. I'm feeling well enough that I got out of the apartment by noon, where I then met up with my Hot hubby for lunch at the elegant McDonald.(Not my choice) We then went into the Walmart across the street to pick up drinks for my sister Melissa's bridal shower, which is tomorrow. I am currently at Amanda's house goofing off with her and her neighbor Melanie. Tonight BJ and I are babysitting for his sister Mandy from 9 to 7. Fun huh? yeah it was my list topper for a Friday night :)<br />
Today I am 26 weeks. 98 days to go! wahoo!! My sister is also throwing me a Baby shower as well. Super woman? I think so. My shower will be November 20th at her house. she made THE cutest invitations and is going through way more work then she needs to to put this on but I'm excited. Everyone has said to not buy anything till the shower but in all honesty I think I'm going to go crazy if I don't get at least somethings ready. I have not bought anything for my little girl and I'm going crazy. Its been kinda easy cause we are poor as dirt but I am not one who likes to put things like this off... homework, dishes, laundry sure but I don't even have a Binky or diapers. My mom did however buy me my first blanket. Its perfect too. I've been told that I am picking when it comes to styles for her but I just really don't want tacky pink filly foo foo stuff with jumping sheep and kitty cats rolling yarn around. The blanket was a raggedy Anne and Andy blanket in blues and reds. Don't get me wrong I like pink, in fact In high school while my parents were out of town I painted my room bright pink but I don't want too much.. and trust me there can be too much. :)<br />
The other day I had another doctors appointment that I didn't write about. It was right after BJ and I flew back into town from Boise. We got another ultrasound to double check somethings that they didn't get on the first one, We got to see the Labia pronounced in all her glory. This may sound weird but it was soo cute! We got a better picture of her cute feet, a profile and a cute one of her face. Things like that help to make me more excited about this. I am truly grateful for my health at this point, I know that I want more than one child so I will have to do thins all over again but for now I am just happy to get out of bed!<br />
BJ's job is going well, I know I haven't written much about BJ so here is a little bit of what he is up to. He took this job down in Utah in March. We moved down the beginning of April and he has been enjoying it ever since. The job here requires less manual work, which I think at first he missed getting his hands dirty but then as the days went by he realize how much more energy he had at the end of the day to hang out and play. He actually acts like a 29 year old instead of an 80 year old man ;) He is Jared's (his bro-n-law) assistant so whatever Jared can find for him to do BJ does it. Its a good job for now and its nice security. I'm not sure what BJ plans to do in the future, he had talked about going back to school so we'll see.<br />
BJ is really excited about baby girl. After work he comes home and hops on the bed with me and will talk to her or just watch sports center and rub my tummy waiting for her to kick at him. I never saw BJ as the type to do all of that so it makes me giggle when he does. When I was sick at the begging he would tell the baby to be nice to me. haha silly BJ.<br />
anyway there is a little more in depth post about BJ and I and what we have been up to.Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-86287437636748823542010-11-04T15:38:00.000-07:002010-11-04T15:38:08.420-07:00Skimming the Surface<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I know that i haven't done a great job keeping up with my blog and i swore i'd do a better job of keeping up if i started one but i have to be honest I've avoided writing because I've had a hard time trying to find things to be happy about. I've decided i will write about everything that has gone on and put the happiest twist on it i can :)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I had my surgery, and it went well. very well, My stitches healed within the month and only one gave me trouble and even then None of them are as big as the picture I posted. The inside healing wasn't bad either, my abs were sore for about 5 days but after that I could get about pretty easily. It did not however fix my morning sickness. I will be 26 weeks tomorrow and I still have it. I threw up the peach Jello I made for BJ and I for movie night last night. I'll tell you on thing, I will not miss pregnancy!! It has been THE hardest physical experience I've EVER had to go through. It has however been the greatest blessing for BJ and I and relying on each other. Our relationship has grown threw every rough or tough time as we've learned to communicate and understand where the other person is at, because although I feel like I'd rather be dead and it's "so hard" for me, I have realized that it is equally as hard for BJ in other ways. He lives with the devil almost 24/7 ha and he doesn't snap back or tell me to suck it up, he just rubs my back and asks what he can do even though every time I say "nothing" and start crying. I'm </span>ridiculous<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The week following the surgery BJ and I got to find out the sex of the baby. That would have been week<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">19. My parents came down from Idaho for the ultra sound. We could only have a small amount of people in the room because it was so small so besides BJ my parents also got to go in. My sister Amanda Cody and Cade had to wait outside, but I appreciated her being there for support and at the end I asked if we could switch out my dad for her so she could see too. So in the end everyone got to see.. Our little Girl. :) They had a hard time finding the her sex because she had her knees sealed shut :) thats my little lady. It has taken me awhile to feel connected to her and I felt really guilty about not caring about the sex or about really anything that had to do with her. I think I blamed how I felt on her and if it wasn't for her I would be up and about living life like I had before she came along. I since then have started to feel a little better and have been able to enjoy her more. </span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> BJ and I went up to Nampa for Halloween. It was grandpa Bryce's 80th birthday so there was a lot of family hoopla going on and the weekend was a very nice getaway. We got to spend some time with my parents and I got to do my moms hair. The poor lady hasn't had her hair done since right before BJ and I got married in </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Feb</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">. haha It was nice to actually be able to do hair again, I forgot how much I love what I do. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> Next week BJ and I get to fly out to Portland for my family's Thanksgiving. Every year we go out to rock away beach to go crabbing and clamming and we rent out a </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">restaurant</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> on the port and have </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Thanksgiving</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">. Its the best!! I really hope that I can enjoy </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">myself</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> and not be too sick. On the flight to Boise last weekend I threw up on the plane, not too fun. So anyway I'm getting excited for the up coming months! They will be busy and hopefully filled with loads of fun.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I will try to do better on keeping up with everything so that its more up to date and I can have more detail instead of just skimming the surface. </span></span>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-35044725280582765542010-09-10T23:55:00.000-07:002010-09-10T23:55:13.750-07:00Gallbladder Drama<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> Alrighty, I am now officially 18 weeks along in my pregnancy. I was hoping by now my morning sickness would be gone or only on occasion, but I haven't been able to tell with my other side effects. About two weeks ago I started having some gas problems, i chalked it up to not having regular bowl movements for most of this pregnancy. I was awaken the first time at about 2 in the morning with such intense pain under my rib cage that i woke up BJ and begged him to go to the store and get gas-x or some type of gas relief medicine. Poor BJ, off he went at three in the morning to walmart to buy me gas meds. the pain eventually subsided and I fell back to sleep an hour or so later.</span><br />
<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5fJKgjYq2u3HYn07G4BopJUu5EXl3Npwo0WX8Pp1c6_jipFTlkKp5rqm8pTBoWdzqiS2YVA6c0uyK3yxO11Z7TVM-xDPZlnNh4C-kn4G1TukMa7xY_8_81XU_XuxLcQEGi0sXe7j7Ky6/s1600/pain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5fJKgjYq2u3HYn07G4BopJUu5EXl3Npwo0WX8Pp1c6_jipFTlkKp5rqm8pTBoWdzqiS2YVA6c0uyK3yxO11Z7TVM-xDPZlnNh4C-kn4G1TukMa7xY_8_81XU_XuxLcQEGi0sXe7j7Ky6/s320/pain.jpg" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5fJKgjYq2u3HYn07G4BopJUu5EXl3Npwo0WX8Pp1c6_jipFTlkKp5rqm8pTBoWdzqiS2YVA6c0uyK3yxO11Z7TVM-xDPZlnNh4C-kn4G1TukMa7xY_8_81XU_XuxLcQEGi0sXe7j7Ky6/s1600/pain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Over the next couple of days I didn't have any problems except during the night. I thought it was gas so I would take an anti-acid and "tough it out", till last Friday night. The pain started at about 11:00 pm and i took my gas-x and braced myself to tough it out for the night. BJ turned off the light at about 12:15 am and fell asleep. I steadied my breathing and waited for the pain to subside. About an hour later the pain had not subsided but my tolerance had completely gone out the window, I was now whimpering and breathing a little harder but still trying to keep it down and not wake up BJ. But BJ finally woke up and asked if he could help, and that is such a tough question cause really there isn't anything he can do... but take a pillow and put me out of my misery. I just started to cry harder and said no. I decided to go out on the couch because by then my self wallow mode was on full throttle and I was now crying about everything bad thing that had ever happened to me in my entire life and I was sure God was punishing me. The pain wasn't so bad when i was crying that hard. but when i stopped to breath it would all come back ten fold. that pathetic scene lasted for about a half hour till BJ came out and laid on the couch with me and asked if I wanted to go to the hospital, which only made me cry harder?? don't ask why? I said no, I didn't want to go to the ER only to be told its just gas, I feel like I've already had so many other things go wrong with this pregnancy I didn't want to look like a big baby. So BJ went back into the room and started to look what it might be online. We read a couple things and decided to take Tylenol, but the more we read, the more I cried. BJ finally said he was taking me to the ER. He started dressing me haha cause he was so tired of listening to me cry about my pain.</span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7q4TR7E4VlLGV8Vrj6RyNFmFZVb0nW1bk5QItId0_npfrFPJHejTv2fVwX_OWxh_OtBCOj4VP46greBxlM7lzOnah7QoABaezrbkm-G7N978X68kxyCV0Aa4XHTp579LLGwn0qvjwDDZ/s1600/galls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7q4TR7E4VlLGV8Vrj6RyNFmFZVb0nW1bk5QItId0_npfrFPJHejTv2fVwX_OWxh_OtBCOj4VP46greBxlM7lzOnah7QoABaezrbkm-G7N978X68kxyCV0Aa4XHTp579LLGwn0qvjwDDZ/s1600/galls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7q4TR7E4VlLGV8Vrj6RyNFmFZVb0nW1bk5QItId0_npfrFPJHejTv2fVwX_OWxh_OtBCOj4VP46greBxlM7lzOnah7QoABaezrbkm-G7N978X68kxyCV0Aa4XHTp579LLGwn0qvjwDDZ/s1600/galls.jpg" imageanchor="1"></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> The drive to the Hospital took forever!!!! when we finally got there they signed us in and started to do test on me. They did all the normal test and asked what was wrong. I told them all my symptoms and that I was pregnant. They lead me to a room and told me they were going to take blood, hook an iv and check my baby's heart rate, then send me over to get an ultra sound on my abdomen. The nurse came in and was really nice. I know she was only being nice and making small talk, but she walked in and asked me if I had ever had an IV before... my first thought was.. nope.. never...but when your in a lot of pain sarcasm isn't first on hand.. so I nicely replied yes, I've had many especially over the last three months. Pick a vain any vain, they are all marked out. After they took the blood and hooked up the IV, another nurse came in to hear the heart beat. She globbed so much of the ultra sound goo on me it still makes me giggle thinking about it, when she found the heart beat it had dropped a little from the last time... so for any of you that believe boys have low heart rates.. my baby's heart rate was 140. :) But we'll find that out next week.</span></span></b></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7q4TR7E4VlLGV8Vrj6RyNFmFZVb0nW1bk5QItId0_npfrFPJHejTv2fVwX_OWxh_OtBCOj4VP46greBxlM7lzOnah7QoABaezrbkm-G7N978X68kxyCV0Aa4XHTp579LLGwn0qvjwDDZ/s1600/galls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7q4TR7E4VlLGV8Vrj6RyNFmFZVb0nW1bk5QItId0_npfrFPJHejTv2fVwX_OWxh_OtBCOj4VP46greBxlM7lzOnah7QoABaezrbkm-G7N978X68kxyCV0Aa4XHTp579LLGwn0qvjwDDZ/s320/galls.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> Next they wheeled me into the ultra sound room where they had warm blankets and socks! The Lady wasn't super talkative, but then again it was about 4 in the morning by then. She took a look around and took pictures for about a half hour and then sent me back to my room. BJ and I waited about an hour till the doctor came back in and said I had two gallstones. lovely. I was almost relieved that it was something so BJ didn't thing I was making the pain up, but then I realized that I was stuck with the pain. He then went over how someone gets stones and the next course of action. He referred us to a surgeon at Alta View in sandy and gave me a few prescriptions. By the time BJ and I left it was 5:30. Poor BJ had to be to work in less then two hours. We went home and I slept Most of the rest of the day. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrW0OXLlT41L-idb9ZaDrKvhsrHrnuQ8cIkXIte6Q6WsuSAkxu6z_nFVmYlu5bliBztmPBXj9R987AZ7facXuiC6s4ZvSrHtNwY6Wk4oWod4UV76I-uapi_qtBWa-T8uN3X7c9B3nA-wH/s1600/stones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrW0OXLlT41L-idb9ZaDrKvhsrHrnuQ8cIkXIte6Q6WsuSAkxu6z_nFVmYlu5bliBztmPBXj9R987AZ7facXuiC6s4ZvSrHtNwY6Wk4oWod4UV76I-uapi_qtBWa-T8uN3X7c9B3nA-wH/s320/stones.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> BJ got me an appointment with the surgeon on Tuesday. He went over all the pros and cons of having the surgery and what life will be like after the surgery if I go ahead with it. now I know your saying whats the problem here... well I'm pregnant remember.. I asked what the risks entailed and he said that the risks were actually higher for me not to have the surgery. In the first trimester they would have been concerned about the fetus growth and if the medications to put me under could/would effect the baby's health, and in the third trimester the risks are really high because if I have an attack it could possibly send me into labor causing a premature birth for my baby and all the side effects that go along with that. In the 2nd trimester I'm just growing the baby. So yes it is risky, any surgery is, Its will just be less of a risk for the baby at this point in the pregnancy. The doctor scheduled me for surgery this up coming Monday at 6:30 am. I'm very nervous but I am hoping that with this surgery I'll be able to start feeling a little better.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71Pbrds5LhYaI8LjYKNmRhiUhn9YV8U9rM5PiMBA7sGMigq-CAFx6BRXUbRFlPvrL17lS6jTC9U50m1rgjoyZscWQ-jokblxDlf5puWsKyV9HUREDINkXFgp4rBwb6VIxdkhWuZKiybsP/s1600/gallbladder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71Pbrds5LhYaI8LjYKNmRhiUhn9YV8U9rM5PiMBA7sGMigq-CAFx6BRXUbRFlPvrL17lS6jTC9U50m1rgjoyZscWQ-jokblxDlf5puWsKyV9HUREDINkXFgp4rBwb6VIxdkhWuZKiybsP/s320/gallbladder.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">These are what the scars will look like :( Wish me luck?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-7978151399686283092010-08-16T15:53:00.000-07:002010-08-16T16:53:03.287-07:00Weathering the Storm?<div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I am fourteen weeks as of this last Saturday, During week 7-10 I would look online to see when I would finally gain a reprieve from all of this and it said alot of womens morning sickness eased around week 12! I hung on to that through all the throwing up, constepation, doctor appt, and dizzy spells. Week 12 came and went with one day of no throw up. I wont lie, I definately got my hopes up till the next day. It was a 10+ throw up day (those are the worse cause you can't get it under control till you just fall asleep at the ebd of the day) Since week 12 my vomiting has been significantly lower which I am eternally grateful for. I am able to drink water and keep it down for the most part, eating is still tricky I have to pick and choose still which food i do and don't want to see coming back up later. BJ is really great with everything, every morning he leaves me things to snack on on our bed till I can get up and about enough to get something for myself. This includes an activia, gogurt, bottle of water for my pills, ritz crackers, and a smucker uncrustable. :) he cleans up after my rounds with the toliet weather I made it in or not, and he cleans up after alot of other unspeakables that happpen when pregnant. I have NO shame now. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yesterday was another day of hardship. I can't help but feel down but im really trying to stay positive. I have lost alot of my clients, but its hard to explain to all of them, "hey I can't stop throwing up, I can't stand up with out throwning up, I can't eat with out throwing up, I can't not eat with out not wanting to throw up, I can't even take care of myself most days how am I suppose to drive 6 hours to nampa and work on my feet all day doing hair for a week?"</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Its tough and they don't understand but I guess I have to have faith that Heavenly Father knows more than I, and this is all for a reason. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We're planning on going to Nampa on th 28th for my cousin's reception with my sister Amanda and her husband, Chris. I really hope that by then I can stand on my own two feet for more than five min at a time and the queezy stomach business will all be gone. I really could use a good time.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506159620118984386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBOigWbdq1u559ITYYGTxizCHYvXCFTA6H0BWB_1ecy_jga-N-a_l8g6NYhSO26PnAcfGduTofW9HbuGSTkI38iAjFgcPFRJowNutEf3s7Gb-0m90vE_wjd3lJX2cOYxhBEI-n5KdwJ130/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><br /> BJ made me cake last night!Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-32892975576438097062010-08-04T13:45:00.000-07:002010-08-04T14:05:29.444-07:00Summer?....what Summer?<div align="center">At the end of May right before my trip up to Idaho to do hair, I had a feeling I may be pregnant so I took a pregnancy test and the only the first line showed up right away. I set it on the counter in the bathroom and when I came back to throw it away there was another line! I didn't know what to say, so I cried instead. BJ was really excited, but it took me a few days to get there. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqICym2htRSlCynEiSBF6e-Y3_RFjzcC3jS3gWUaB-FhQ7ix1Y-EeecXTj1ajn_x6bIwcDGPO500I5rOaZXYpVa-L72i0Z9ZPUi6n1X2ydh9DvA5kDO0tbpGyb9d3uDDOMRApQQ0NAJsE/s1600/pregnancy+test.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501659861212339778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqICym2htRSlCynEiSBF6e-Y3_RFjzcC3jS3gWUaB-FhQ7ix1Y-EeecXTj1ajn_x6bIwcDGPO500I5rOaZXYpVa-L72i0Z9ZPUi6n1X2ydh9DvA5kDO0tbpGyb9d3uDDOMRApQQ0NAJsE/s400/pregnancy+test.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here is baby's first profile shot. Taken at 11 weeks. Due Date is February 11, 2011. Which just happens to be my dad's birthday.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp5V8TpwB89IzS0hopMjGd4KX-py8zA4uukR_LF8GRSTDXslaQjlZcY0UcvaLQquNuCswBQLyYwZIFYEsY3_AGnnC_FYNt3DwvAXkpMSbULhQLEEIXjjoGdVvrXJtkNId2pkPdUC7jjtY/s1600/ultrasound+pic+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501659853388103906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp5V8TpwB89IzS0hopMjGd4KX-py8zA4uukR_LF8GRSTDXslaQjlZcY0UcvaLQquNuCswBQLyYwZIFYEsY3_AGnnC_FYNt3DwvAXkpMSbULhQLEEIXjjoGdVvrXJtkNId2pkPdUC7jjtY/s400/ultrasound+pic+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Once I had a chance to kind of wrap my head around the fact that I am pregnant, I soon had a toilet bowl wrapped around my head. It completely knocked my knees out from under me. I haven't been able to even leave my bathroom since week 6. I have lost over 2o lbs and my sense of humor. So, if you have eaten anything in the last 7 weeks... I don't want to hear about it. Hopefully the end is near though because I desperately need a tan.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoLuFHyzm3DK6mbBQ2jWel2nvQVJIjoDmcacik6QKdBRYMvW5Zcoly8jXKFxLUmaJKD7Hc3VqTCya8uGpOGgHj4Q8A9z_H8RPMSpokuzig4muil9tBSYkCBBcJYKZU5Ol2-ecAaaKuC3ai/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501659849047587282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoLuFHyzm3DK6mbBQ2jWel2nvQVJIjoDmcacik6QKdBRYMvW5Zcoly8jXKFxLUmaJKD7Hc3VqTCya8uGpOGgHj4Q8A9z_H8RPMSpokuzig4muil9tBSYkCBBcJYKZU5Ol2-ecAaaKuC3ai/s400/IMG_2330.JPG" border="0" /></a> I have gone in to the Dr. every Monday and Friday for IV's to keep me hydrated and medicated. Amanda, Cody and Cade have been taking me.</div><br /><div>He is a little cheeseball.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Q_JyeLPC2n9mFntnc5pYpxD6XzWyF1NUmHMFXQMlezjDvBEX_DXxvKYl02sKoKycSYX2GNdGeM4McumnidGiKYPGpsXhS4Tj27QnMgtcITmR-e7zn1p8kCdFc33AhLGdZN4J29x6WR1n/s1600/IMG_2339.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501659844048593954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Q_JyeLPC2n9mFntnc5pYpxD6XzWyF1NUmHMFXQMlezjDvBEX_DXxvKYl02sKoKycSYX2GNdGeM4McumnidGiKYPGpsXhS4Tj27QnMgtcITmR-e7zn1p8kCdFc33AhLGdZN4J29x6WR1n/s400/IMG_2339.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Showering, combing my hair, shaving my legs and waxing my eyebrows have definitely taken a backseat to, well just about everything. I have to wear deodorant now since I just sit in my own stench everyday. Poor BJ will be relieved when this is all over I am sure.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501663620663867234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIzpeEYkiT0oMtfX95pEZQWtDh-U1eALfhS9t4tUBxaI50UxqkFJPjIFlG-KIrsg12QAR7hO2yTa6Ea1f4dP16IlfKcYWnHtIrwsIEu-WGCC-Di6hXA82S3kIZ5PXiCK6CEZ4fKZ_VKqg6/s400/IMG_2338.JPG" border="0" /><br />Week 12 = Kill me (or at least sedate me)<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-53127928615979472822010-04-17T13:20:00.000-07:002010-04-17T14:02:58.303-07:00Wedding Reception<div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i>The Wedding picture are kind of scattered but I have yet to figure out how to move them around. So ladies and Gents.. in no specific order I give you...</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i>THE WEDDING PICTURES!</i></span></span></div></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinyGunltpQ_uj1LG_iZ93EiCV5a9g2l9LYLDucfzj3e7wLT9qdoO85JmmKRLDANaE4-5oJU4-fnZnGQstTU6AYHeWidUx839DlqbhiwOeq3OhUZMvbtqmg5p5GByoJng2sOWQg8NlhtMGR/s1600/Details.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinyGunltpQ_uj1LG_iZ93EiCV5a9g2l9LYLDucfzj3e7wLT9qdoO85JmmKRLDANaE4-5oJU4-fnZnGQstTU6AYHeWidUx839DlqbhiwOeq3OhUZMvbtqmg5p5GByoJng2sOWQg8NlhtMGR/s320/Details.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461213627814470114" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Twalalala..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpqSaykYHXUCkwyTdiN2L4NLV9_cl56iZAI2e3RgMlBPhmMa2THD4lN5HyfQWBDyPlOn0j3mq3TK-slmYBcDyx-OUvottePIyxyUR_R13gD4NsSKHGbe24Jn-N74uSFQJoX2_qX8dCMvp6/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+124.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpqSaykYHXUCkwyTdiN2L4NLV9_cl56iZAI2e3RgMlBPhmMa2THD4lN5HyfQWBDyPlOn0j3mq3TK-slmYBcDyx-OUvottePIyxyUR_R13gD4NsSKHGbe24Jn-N74uSFQJoX2_qX8dCMvp6/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461213619954351522" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mommy/Sunny Dance</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEopzxX2YTWnpQXYORbUGk82HdE5PeRKk6zjKCBTskTWiEqu8bjQ33BXbtE0pEFGtcAP0f3NW8YTz0nrYcQKrKBwEO-_yHSDjkO-iPicU-TMX2ri1cNGbVvL_bdAe6x7M3bhcwDqhLcoS/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+114+(sepia).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEopzxX2YTWnpQXYORbUGk82HdE5PeRKk6zjKCBTskTWiEqu8bjQ33BXbtE0pEFGtcAP0f3NW8YTz0nrYcQKrKBwEO-_yHSDjkO-iPicU-TMX2ri1cNGbVvL_bdAe6x7M3bhcwDqhLcoS/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+114+(sepia).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461213613942692946" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy/Daughter Dance</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnVG5-7P88XxQ_970_Bdyn7uuF2EOtZiZGoa9xVjcKH2DH_n13XVEmwXbVjox_lHf9qx4nY37PZZAElk1POCIPYPVigozdqyRS-_wBnQkIJkr2mduV489dwJOOMo1QA2sux_A_AXNfuUF9/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+106+drinks.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnVG5-7P88XxQ_970_Bdyn7uuF2EOtZiZGoa9xVjcKH2DH_n13XVEmwXbVjox_lHf9qx4nY37PZZAElk1POCIPYPVigozdqyRS-_wBnQkIJkr2mduV489dwJOOMo1QA2sux_A_AXNfuUF9/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+106+drinks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461211658819304178" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">LOVE </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcbfIyfOqzWmxLABYYdPHXgyw7bFoWZsiT0dQNBH_Pjqt5REP3FC592rboccbRS0wS5TBrk42Ijcn1ReJA2w90zp45-pJUFQIl3NmR1U8GAMegxdtMvWHY2Bt_oDZRU3uiqNetAUfMf8Pp/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+104.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcbfIyfOqzWmxLABYYdPHXgyw7bFoWZsiT0dQNBH_Pjqt5REP3FC592rboccbRS0wS5TBrk42Ijcn1ReJA2w90zp45-pJUFQIl3NmR1U8GAMegxdtMvWHY2Bt_oDZRU3uiqNetAUfMf8Pp/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461211646262743954" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Toast..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYi7l7-4aWQhQUi-OF9pdGPfU6uCFkJSmL6Koc8zoxwgdHbtYo0E1qaIfXYRpiHpDzqiIBoYeu1LzU8G8sOU30kauKOFXbBJaYFY1dLq6Eg2o5OJyOvB2kFn_oFefL2yjUFQOayMYDDCpW/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+099+sepia.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYi7l7-4aWQhQUi-OF9pdGPfU6uCFkJSmL6Koc8zoxwgdHbtYo0E1qaIfXYRpiHpDzqiIBoYeu1LzU8G8sOU30kauKOFXbBJaYFY1dLq6Eg2o5OJyOvB2kFn_oFefL2yjUFQOayMYDDCpW/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+099+sepia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461211632666427090" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After we cut the cake.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpMDTKa4vtKjIXg_1P1T0lLXWbLhEXRbLyKwSqcTtLNxWb6vETnt3r0RS0W_zUj2kHU_a9beZ1WpowUHZwy4DTXd2q9__AsVaFco8Qwpji1LYOtJ6fkJVAY3RFcn-K1PU3vVlJY64ekUB/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+066.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpMDTKa4vtKjIXg_1P1T0lLXWbLhEXRbLyKwSqcTtLNxWb6vETnt3r0RS0W_zUj2kHU_a9beZ1WpowUHZwy4DTXd2q9__AsVaFco8Qwpji1LYOtJ6fkJVAY3RFcn-K1PU3vVlJY64ekUB/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461211602246980594" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><i>The Italian Sodas!! Such a HUGE hit!! I loved it, fit perfectly with the night!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgou3OoyuJLA0OL26QhuzUuRY0_HQF7YFRJZ_YvjS2a3BAPUs7xZVy9l5c7EU9dp-0YNzc7pm-cfIVoqAcQ8CY9Q8-FNN6jhOIRxj6Je0t7F4Q8xXYSVAKALBBF0LZFxcaQOyOjqfx-T7dS/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+095.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgou3OoyuJLA0OL26QhuzUuRY0_HQF7YFRJZ_YvjS2a3BAPUs7xZVy9l5c7EU9dp-0YNzc7pm-cfIVoqAcQ8CY9Q8-FNN6jhOIRxj6Je0t7F4Q8xXYSVAKALBBF0LZFxcaQOyOjqfx-T7dS/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461206115524555058" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Feeding of the cake..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXd-CKje6z4fys3V-TK-Hfsf8f5yQAugIQGEEW9Mr4ljiJ5JTSFMlPv4MtOTJ-hL0R90j1h6lBB4oAjJUJX0htkuTcmTmVAU7N9YmulC9Ujp8tVhDetgRFuaN3jc2FRLLljs8odyqnAPr/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+088.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXd-CKje6z4fys3V-TK-Hfsf8f5yQAugIQGEEW9Mr4ljiJ5JTSFMlPv4MtOTJ-hL0R90j1h6lBB4oAjJUJX0htkuTcmTmVAU7N9YmulC9Ujp8tVhDetgRFuaN3jc2FRLLljs8odyqnAPr/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461206104890415634" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cutting of the cake...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66DAlTjvd8ulbfSc3M7jAyHg572pHNmXLGjv0_yQUjaxhlz4uC_9bd03L5zVceHOQKFDbG1bjznQFS7r2p0ivHIO8oTAFZtK5TjcSCPS3Iq8JmV26-zGTBBtQjcpfRKZrd01O3wmzQmTv/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+076.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66DAlTjvd8ulbfSc3M7jAyHg572pHNmXLGjv0_yQUjaxhlz4uC_9bd03L5zVceHOQKFDbG1bjznQFS7r2p0ivHIO8oTAFZtK5TjcSCPS3Iq8JmV26-zGTBBtQjcpfRKZrd01O3wmzQmTv/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461206090730933330" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My Family, Amanda & Chris with their two boys, Cody and Cade. Abby & Melissa, Mom & Dad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEm4acYF2YCQTLX7gdLvMrAiX6mqA9YY2NtdqME2w13bd_6514lR5KN22wjELZHUEySAdW_VvayfPry6lD9NE8Qjngw6fDSJIMjt36Gth0WO-sR7OTzoVDJ9AAPHkW47sTu9zvi-x65kbM/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+059+sepia.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEm4acYF2YCQTLX7gdLvMrAiX6mqA9YY2NtdqME2w13bd_6514lR5KN22wjELZHUEySAdW_VvayfPry6lD9NE8Qjngw6fDSJIMjt36Gth0WO-sR7OTzoVDJ9AAPHkW47sTu9zvi-x65kbM/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+059+sepia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461205011793907810" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Smootchies</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-X2mEPELK4W9s8CJ_TCu29dWcoJtsRiGCf2M9MdGqswDPZx9a_wYJ2fAihLxsJ1Wgqy3v1ht9NSnQOtFBaYFCIJV08Wc3vB_2kUVA_rhu37Ti4gQmFMVVc8oDU3wZ8VAAVa9N9Hpnvw91/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+030.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-X2mEPELK4W9s8CJ_TCu29dWcoJtsRiGCf2M9MdGqswDPZx9a_wYJ2fAihLxsJ1Wgqy3v1ht9NSnQOtFBaYFCIJV08Wc3vB_2kUVA_rhu37Ti4gQmFMVVc8oDU3wZ8VAAVa9N9Hpnvw91/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461205001194130882" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">BJ's Parents, Bryan & Jude. My Parents, Doug & Sue</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutzpNEsCDbplhRcd4EEj4v7PKxJ1BfkE7wwrb7DQ4qN8tb_PrIe69T5kIN9yIc75AaGpLA4VBfQr61us1H4Pj3TcJ-NGwg-CzB86fko7E1FRZn35lPpTtpfq0N_dWIQH2o9FnTKZ4CJmo/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+029.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutzpNEsCDbplhRcd4EEj4v7PKxJ1BfkE7wwrb7DQ4qN8tb_PrIe69T5kIN9yIc75AaGpLA4VBfQr61us1H4Pj3TcJ-NGwg-CzB86fko7E1FRZn35lPpTtpfq0N_dWIQH2o9FnTKZ4CJmo/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461204987506606994" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The whole Millar Gang!! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO81f0ZsJW8-4ii_4VO5B1F4W40zKWP2DMScEJuR2EHLXew7bZfgJ8R1nNJgbZe68VN0eDgMiCAgmEjFYYd5dlRDxOq5w9rRoxEDY5vKMPXX-9LZyN8JNK-ecnuGH6Uc1ubROPJL7e-vBM/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+021+(sepia).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO81f0ZsJW8-4ii_4VO5B1F4W40zKWP2DMScEJuR2EHLXew7bZfgJ8R1nNJgbZe68VN0eDgMiCAgmEjFYYd5dlRDxOq5w9rRoxEDY5vKMPXX-9LZyN8JNK-ecnuGH6Uc1ubROPJL7e-vBM/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+021+(sepia).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461204971126061602" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My Center Pieces! I loved how they turned out, I bought everything, well almost everything at Ross! or the dollar store. Then returned them afterwards for almost full price. Ha how do you like that coupon Ladies??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg586Fys_M-17H0WVpLnRTlWx6YjqFbHRiEeLTO5sob68HVoP6WV94W3412jgQS73HYjiUwqrdsjWRcN7x_edO79WXfpv4wgkmMJARD_JiTaimf02vYkq_Jiy_uKnuCXexYR0kgDT9sl-O3/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+016+(sepia).jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg586Fys_M-17H0WVpLnRTlWx6YjqFbHRiEeLTO5sob68HVoP6WV94W3412jgQS73HYjiUwqrdsjWRcN7x_edO79WXfpv4wgkmMJARD_JiTaimf02vYkq_Jiy_uKnuCXexYR0kgDT9sl-O3/s1600/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+016+(sepia).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg586Fys_M-17H0WVpLnRTlWx6YjqFbHRiEeLTO5sob68HVoP6WV94W3412jgQS73HYjiUwqrdsjWRcN7x_edO79WXfpv4wgkmMJARD_JiTaimf02vYkq_Jiy_uKnuCXexYR0kgDT9sl-O3/s320/BJ+and+Stacey+Wedding+016+(sepia).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461204954097287954" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">such studs Eh?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3101327893183544025.post-9995502868147430832010-04-13T14:11:00.000-07:002010-04-13T14:47:28.404-07:00Engagements!!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;">Doesn't BJ look soo cute?! I was really happy with how these turned out. I bought a shirt from Macy's that I thought would be perfect for my body type... the first thing out of Tyler's mouth that day... yeah this isn't going to work, you look pregnant. Great! thats just what a stressed, soon to be bride wants to hear at her engagement pictures. haha So luckily I'm extremely messy when it comes to my truck and I tend to live in it for about three or four months before I clean it, I went and searched my truck for something else to wear and came up with two other shirts.. Now let me explain something else. I am a size eight roughly on my good days, my kid sister is a size 2/3 oh her rough days. With the previous shirt I could wear a size three jean not do them up, wear a belt and suck into a girdle and no one would no other wise. well that is exactly what I did. :) Nice huh. so yeah don't be jealous of these pictures. I'm cheating. Back to my story. I found two long sleeve form fitting shirts one grey one white. probably the two worst colors for a person trying to hide... stuff. ;) But we are in the middle of no where and with no time to run and get a new shirt. so I'm rockin size three jeans. A girdle and the most horrible form fitting white t shirt. THANK GOODNESS FOR GIRDLES! But BJ just showed up wearing what I told him to wear. . .got to love a mans figure.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWe0Jw0NR4osDkAlOOxL4qCOPNTidYFbXbxK_2F2w4Y5q7MwuDqvJjrXpm_6G3vKEh15BedwZTLriDJsWcCgoCcXgeuGhVWIJNqn7hPULl7mZeOAmNK6geGi5Yl-6BAei3HEV7PRFsecDQ/s1600/0129.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWe0Jw0NR4osDkAlOOxL4qCOPNTidYFbXbxK_2F2w4Y5q7MwuDqvJjrXpm_6G3vKEh15BedwZTLriDJsWcCgoCcXgeuGhVWIJNqn7hPULl7mZeOAmNK6geGi5Yl-6BAei3HEV7PRFsecDQ/s320/0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459740628423871250" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3qlnKEH979_BzfdwKj38nLx0lWOq3VQNQWXwTJk2W8ZrlgOWb-kSItmFeNAjhgwdzyHPJW8d5Xz1GWMicHK__hQXtLp__BhkqSmhIpwyXoi8hK_Xb_tvuuc-9_Y2hBSLB2Sq7m-zUk_Ga/s1600/0128.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3qlnKEH979_BzfdwKj38nLx0lWOq3VQNQWXwTJk2W8ZrlgOWb-kSItmFeNAjhgwdzyHPJW8d5Xz1GWMicHK__hQXtLp__BhkqSmhIpwyXoi8hK_Xb_tvuuc-9_Y2hBSLB2Sq7m-zUk_Ga/s320/0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459740613160441762" /></a> </div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIr5elEdWkDnI8tnOplAsrvtprWYaZXEkmzUrfCRQiWG1Nhy_A1ThSo3PX1Z6EbCmZ6hwJ2P185fL7Zp4rQbi-3iMGCXbMRHFjNWV27X2B-UbISj8msqZkTY_2wggwCna-7dBTyLXfEI7E/s1600/0070.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIr5elEdWkDnI8tnOplAsrvtprWYaZXEkmzUrfCRQiWG1Nhy_A1ThSo3PX1Z6EbCmZ6hwJ2P185fL7Zp4rQbi-3iMGCXbMRHFjNWV27X2B-UbISj8msqZkTY_2wggwCna-7dBTyLXfEI7E/s320/0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459739545218063746" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizd2FahydLXMCKOL0AGgJvTPEQ1UEVkHua_0dvg4CtHB98F2gnOGx95jPUuBu-NDWDlNF_cMxQWw-ghyphenhyphen2BoyXg38bozkA8QA2uehShwdtcEGNHDjVtfhtEtSqL8Wrjm_4u_fyxkYkr4hMZ/s1600/0021.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizd2FahydLXMCKOL0AGgJvTPEQ1UEVkHua_0dvg4CtHB98F2gnOGx95jPUuBu-NDWDlNF_cMxQWw-ghyphenhyphen2BoyXg38bozkA8QA2uehShwdtcEGNHDjVtfhtEtSqL8Wrjm_4u_fyxkYkr4hMZ/s320/0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459738696137694306" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI_UfMIuLEqooBMgDLJkZsFK1hinIAhswj8Fp5KHxU6WEG5SM2c9Wy2BbZs7enN89ARncX__MV5134L9lf5TI2m6nzO8N07T4TgYfXzpk3u6LCY-7c0O_JWj6L1gqSe1Nyaakb6BRJQKn7/s1600/0014.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI_UfMIuLEqooBMgDLJkZsFK1hinIAhswj8Fp5KHxU6WEG5SM2c9Wy2BbZs7enN89ARncX__MV5134L9lf5TI2m6nzO8N07T4TgYfXzpk3u6LCY-7c0O_JWj6L1gqSe1Nyaakb6BRJQKn7/s320/0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459733523487762738" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At the end of the day I still loved BJ and BJ still loved me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">But it is still nice that they turned out so fun ..</div></div></div></div>Stacy Millarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05351053308687414832noreply@blogger.com0