tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10532613256944855082024-03-05T12:34:55.718-06:00Team PurserA day in the life of Jason, Jenni, Caroline, & Boone.Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-22057225936846283652010-11-02T16:18:00.004-05:002010-11-02T16:23:20.734-05:005 months<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQvKUJmHEQkFCpcpkDHmrrm0R44QsSr1JXNP1r8R53YsqEZuSSLBtjpZyQ65zg5RBMywqLsr_nxOVFVDISazfp0tRYkpxAHM-lPPa4urkDi5UqZVNm_XRQONlwAnpResiu0CFJwnL4NI/s1600/PB020026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535066031909218338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQvKUJmHEQkFCpcpkDHmrrm0R44QsSr1JXNP1r8R53YsqEZuSSLBtjpZyQ65zg5RBMywqLsr_nxOVFVDISazfp0tRYkpxAHM-lPPa4urkDi5UqZVNm_XRQONlwAnpResiu0CFJwnL4NI/s320/PB020026.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji8voVkBzVrjBkBe5jKS0tONgDI1Twx4DtdwReLrtgWu8jzXFEz99y2g19p4S_BXhtFfasJsG_enI3CIRUI9G7Z01ckoYzzFmUhyLYXNIVjazeEjImduPYvYXTZVOsyDLvdULte4FDzxU/s1600/PB020020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535065894208210578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji8voVkBzVrjBkBe5jKS0tONgDI1Twx4DtdwReLrtgWu8jzXFEz99y2g19p4S_BXhtFfasJsG_enI3CIRUI9G7Z01ckoYzzFmUhyLYXNIVjazeEjImduPYvYXTZVOsyDLvdULte4FDzxU/s320/PB020020.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkN-_Vai2__RWjuXWN8UUXM9tEE1yLPijExLLbM7q5D-WMjfnagLlR9NFyvgzPseFQ1KC-JsjRUIhdeNroSEPgWvUF5_3zs-mVNeTkUwyYMr2YOHpi_We5_KQIV6ffCigPi_2qtDKpbfY/s1600/PB020017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535065386645482370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkN-_Vai2__RWjuXWN8UUXM9tEE1yLPijExLLbM7q5D-WMjfnagLlR9NFyvgzPseFQ1KC-JsjRUIhdeNroSEPgWvUF5_3zs-mVNeTkUwyYMr2YOHpi_We5_KQIV6ffCigPi_2qtDKpbfY/s320/PB020017.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-44058966995359931442010-10-02T20:44:00.005-05:002010-10-02T21:03:17.408-05:004 months<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Q4OqIgbT0llkLYDYVk9j46_c2L3ZshNVnAXeVnuc3hgrSybm5siWTP7R-jXFtzyINLzv-c2XgbsRyTDK1znFAr70IrecZBzsKVXKePNdAwvOqQVJ-VK2K2zugc7VWn-rwbOtbTDhyXY/s1600/PA020057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523634023432632386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Q4OqIgbT0llkLYDYVk9j46_c2L3ZshNVnAXeVnuc3hgrSybm5siWTP7R-jXFtzyINLzv-c2XgbsRyTDK1znFAr70IrecZBzsKVXKePNdAwvOqQVJ-VK2K2zugc7VWn-rwbOtbTDhyXY/s320/PA020057.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01wROFC8euvCWTIKo0VpNPxC9DBUfMC5hAd4DhsEiuWVEuYkOaxwP84hgZQ2RkJHtAf4ydSeXmjn73lUDdcTENo2X6UIG_3OFYri_mQ2wjDV7yXXdZw1kOrVeVHIQvuQzaLoGoy2qdb4/s1600/PA020044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523633778695268450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01wROFC8euvCWTIKo0VpNPxC9DBUfMC5hAd4DhsEiuWVEuYkOaxwP84hgZQ2RkJHtAf4ydSeXmjn73lUDdcTENo2X6UIG_3OFYri_mQ2wjDV7yXXdZw1kOrVeVHIQvuQzaLoGoy2qdb4/s320/PA020044.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-8nCOuDGgT79bSEJBNvfS6cWBajnOJsZi_dDLaiOpU8RD3kSVDVpt7eZDZCJWMV7wamatyc_gMjoR22zLe6jaBb9Ocp3A9dtk3CmT0BTewDK1oZWRH82m3dxM1qEnSNmCVf-woT37bM/s1600/PA020065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523633593002917730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-8nCOuDGgT79bSEJBNvfS6cWBajnOJsZi_dDLaiOpU8RD3kSVDVpt7eZDZCJWMV7wamatyc_gMjoR22zLe6jaBb9Ocp3A9dtk3CmT0BTewDK1oZWRH82m3dxM1qEnSNmCVf-woT37bM/s320/PA020065.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div><a href="http://teampurser.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-months.html">3 months</a></div><div> </div><div><a href="http://teampurser.blogspot.com/2010/08/2-months.html">2 months</a></div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-83480208549353829092010-09-19T21:51:00.004-05:002010-09-19T21:56:58.992-05:001 yearExactly one year ago today (September 19th), my dad was in town helping us paint and put up a new ceiling in the living room. I left the boys to work and I went to see Jill to get highlights and a haircut. On the way home, I bought a $10 test at Albertson's, walked in the front door, and went straight back to the bathroom. After seeing the results of that test, I stopped painting for the rest of the weekend. And one year later, I have the sweetest 3 and 1/2 month old baby girl.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518824058481234338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_nqRiqc3Ey5gM1iV5PBGTZqcjReLmhU4XG6Z5qXR2FC6dp6aNtE2l29h6MheyA7hmL6DfiAXqO4cWcOH3rs_OP-k-1UnOvSpeWsw6Y2sEI5imMVXl4iTiEP48Lp4qSOZrXgqariZR2s/s320/100_4769.jpg" border="0" />Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-61938930005590447552010-09-17T00:00:00.000-05:002010-09-17T00:00:04.268-05:00Friday Funny<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGfp-6jdaQDHj0YjeYQ9KYPdmzH4AuG3oOuIWAm6wKom0JaDDbK9Jde5OR9GWo0flWv6cFw9A3txfEiKEjhW9WLS9s3NKCcLfhCI0sBXjexvCN-VNp3KmLaLRoDDg5e6cAuVSDQetroy0/s1600/week_14.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517526799879967650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGfp-6jdaQDHj0YjeYQ9KYPdmzH4AuG3oOuIWAm6wKom0JaDDbK9Jde5OR9GWo0flWv6cFw9A3txfEiKEjhW9WLS9s3NKCcLfhCI0sBXjexvCN-VNp3KmLaLRoDDg5e6cAuVSDQetroy0/s320/week_14.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-69644998090480206062010-09-16T15:24:00.003-05:002010-09-16T15:29:12.989-05:00<div align="center"><em>"You won't remember how it started with us, the things I know about you that you don't even know about yourself. We won't come back here."</em></div><div align="center"><em> </em></div><div align="center"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517610373239831330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiFyzwTK5PosjAEbqB-UVXiaKZdDVtcq5QSg4rJUc4loGJDMSToKFNC8i_1y-dSoFzfz5eoITQdTEzBk1SCyfowcib1-__cG7N0sarh-ZTCGLLq-nCXK1VQQmQuuWBUivksz04ywmwSKA/s320/pic27506%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></em></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-10424620012333097022010-09-15T13:24:00.002-05:002010-09-15T13:25:51.572-05:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicpMRnAj2jIced6s21Jl5qT6a7IhWlY1AyZQb21fBkoN7IDGj4RigQE-rkjUhP3yj0jmDZWfMxjs93GBbpu8QN-Q7qeXfZdJ2NqJIw2nU8wKBe304lW-Rh6Ity2-NEs7nBGeimKheE7pY/s1600/P9130004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517208133138545490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicpMRnAj2jIced6s21Jl5qT6a7IhWlY1AyZQb21fBkoN7IDGj4RigQE-rkjUhP3yj0jmDZWfMxjs93GBbpu8QN-Q7qeXfZdJ2NqJIw2nU8wKBe304lW-Rh6Ity2-NEs7nBGeimKheE7pY/s320/P9130004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-53307859144202049862010-09-10T06:00:00.000-05:002010-09-10T06:00:06.589-05:00Flashback Friday<div align="center">Hardin-Simmons graduation - December 2006</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515001927654434946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiX-VZUVKYRF_jQVfwLWmI2Eg-Rj_11gquF1219sMuh9XAVRQad_KuBhjrDUCNP1LQU141fv27oXInSOnx6PL2xdwBFp8CBhOOlCc9RZuiQ4x7TdUrx5T2UNg3en_ddhSHrzw1D9Fm9pw/s320/grad1.jpg" border="0" /></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-23424366182854371602010-09-09T10:18:00.003-05:002010-09-09T14:30:54.614-05:00Rain, rain, go awayAs many of you know (or maybe you don't -- who is even reading this thing anyways??)...sorry, I digress. As many of you know, I have a serious red cart romance with a happy little place called Target. I mean really though, who doesn't share in this romance with me?? Going to Target with a baby is a COM-PLETE-LY different experience than what I am used to. Let's start from the beginning...In the beginning, God created the...oh no, let's not go that far back...let's go back to Tuesday. I really wanted to go to Target on Tuesday to stock up on necessities like mascara and Happy Cola (oh yeah, groceries too). It rained and rained and rained on Tuesday and Wednesday. In my previous life, the rain would have never stood between me and my beloved Target. In my new baby life, the rain stands between me and just about everything. At some point yesterday afternoon though, the rain let up, the sun came out, and all was right with the world. So I packed it up and off we went to Target (first, I checked the hourly forecast via weather.com and they assured me there would be no more rain until around 10:00pm. You lie weather.com, you lie). The second I pulled into the parking spot, it started to sprinkle. <em>Ugh, whyyyyyy?!?!?</em> I was prepared though, I had brought an umbrella. Big whoop. When the rain is blowing in from the side, the umbrella doesn't offer much. I opted to use the <a href="http://www.ergobabycarrier.com/">Ergo</a> instead of the carseat, thinking that I could shield Caroline from the rain better if I was wearing her. We made it in and were ready to roll. First stop, PJ's. Caroline has finally outgrown her newborn PJ's and is ready to move up a size. As I was browsing the PJ selection, I began to notice that she was getting very squirmy. Then in a moment of pure insanity I thought to myself, <em>"Self, maybe I should just run back out and switch her into the carseat where she can stretch out a little more while I finish shopping." </em>I ditched the PJ's (I would later go back and get them) and headed back out to the car. Just as I was about to open the door, the sky opened up and the rains came down. We were both getting soaked. I am usually pretty agile with the Ergo but to an outsider looking at me trying to get it unhooked in all my rain-stricken panic, I must have looked like a lunatic. Once I got her out and in the carseat, she was happy as a clam -- a wet clam -- but a happy clam. Then BACK in the store we went. In my previous life, I always had my list, pen, and calculator ready to go. In my baby life, I am struggling to just FIND the list and remember what aisle each item is on. I must have looked like pacman the way I was zig zagging around and going back to aisles I had already been on 3 times. I had just about gotten everything, when Jason called to say he was on his way to meet up with us because there was a tornado in the area. <em>Grrrreat. </em>Then just as I hung up the phone, they announced on the intercom that a tornado warning had been issued for the area and that everyone had to move to the back of the store until given the all clear. They closed all the check-out lanes and we waited. Jason got there a few minutes later and took Caroline out of her carseat (she had been a pretty good sport up until this point but she was starting to get tired of the view from the carseat). He walked around with her for a while and I finished getting a few things. At this point I had no idea how long this was going to last so naturally I opened up a box of Goldfish from the $1 spot aisle and started snacking. If you have to be stranded somewhere during a tornado, the $1 spot aisle just about has you covered. A few minutes later they announced that we could check out and leave. As I would later find out, there was a tornado in the area but thankfully it wasn't TOO close to us. The end.Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-47030580619958611272010-09-08T21:18:00.002-05:002010-09-08T21:27:52.078-05:00Giggle<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxQja-9pumF-ogWSOkAor8up3NTG4yx8d0xRBM7sfRPMJHp3zfTK9mTjqAIInEXVASGjPVC_IM83_0EQemx' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-8132116191089929462010-09-08T06:00:00.000-05:002010-09-08T06:00:09.279-05:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT16MwrKp6NEpDiDP8EkwkvpkUwBKS5_Kd_hnSK41GODlQcg_a-gX7oGIrRMCctPTw1aXdiuNwYACI6k_pZXdK-MoHkCR5CNWB0Y9riXGrlj58XTKvIu9xSBP97-oYkc9AwcQ6YuTXdqE/s1600/P8310041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514292736627944306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT16MwrKp6NEpDiDP8EkwkvpkUwBKS5_Kd_hnSK41GODlQcg_a-gX7oGIrRMCctPTw1aXdiuNwYACI6k_pZXdK-MoHkCR5CNWB0Y9riXGrlj58XTKvIu9xSBP97-oYkc9AwcQ6YuTXdqE/s320/P8310041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-68315959632458251302010-09-07T16:53:00.003-05:002010-09-07T17:13:06.434-05:00Top 10 (or the first 10 things that come to mind)1. Caroline & I returned from Abilene yesterday. We went to Abilene to celebrate what would have been my brother's 29th birthday. Caroline was happy to see her Papaw, Mimi, Auntie Hannah, and other family & friends. What she was not so happy about though, was riding in the car...and boy did she let me know it.<br /><br />2. I am a new member of the MOPS group at our church and our first meeting was today. It was great and I'm so glad to be a part of such a wonderful group of ladies. I am really looking forward to our meetings and socials this fall. Thank you Heather for all of your hard work!<br /><br />3. It has been raining all day. I did not even KNOW it was supposed to rain today. If you know me well, you know this is shocking because I pride myself on knowing the most up-to-date weather forecast for wherever I am. So you can imagine my surprise this morning when I woke up to the sweet September rain...which is not so sweet when you combine it with 8:30am traffic & accidents on 635. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.<br /><br />4. Most TV shows will have a Fall premiere in a couple of weeks. I am still catching myself up on Glee. I've noticed that FOX has kicked it into overdrive and they are now showing 2 episodes every Tuesday night. Hopefully this will get me completely caught up by premiere night. Weeeeeee!<br /><br />5. My 27th birthday is 1 month from today. <br /><br />6. My birthday brings: cooler weather, football, pumpkins, and falling leaves. Mmmmm....<br /><br />7. Caroline is taking her last nap of the day which is why I have time to write this silly list. <br /><br />8. Caroline is the cutest, sweetest, snuggliest, bestest baby in the whole wide world! ;)<br /><br />9. She is even cute at 3:00am when she wakes up to eat.<br /><br />10. I am craving tacos for dinner and I really want to try <a href="http://www.fuzzystacoshop.com/">this</a> new place on Mockingbird. Baja tacos...mmmmm.....Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-29912887554605840462010-09-03T00:00:00.000-05:002010-09-03T00:00:02.278-05:00Friday Funny<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNEnAHyaO-ucsQBpvO-IooEm1VkTWPeURM6-X1hykQ3LT2yIfXAjDhxYe7Ut-bFMu4f6ZyAnq2X4XhjVx9hTJe_IeiLGym4-DScLgbCGmTMqQ_E5fgGkYoEjBHjS5WhnR1X3DuUXXDnKs/s1600/week_12.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512332576593704306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNEnAHyaO-ucsQBpvO-IooEm1VkTWPeURM6-X1hykQ3LT2yIfXAjDhxYe7Ut-bFMu4f6ZyAnq2X4XhjVx9hTJe_IeiLGym4-DScLgbCGmTMqQ_E5fgGkYoEjBHjS5WhnR1X3DuUXXDnKs/s320/week_12.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-74509230438242730052010-09-02T10:05:00.004-05:002010-09-02T12:07:14.128-05:003 months<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgHPlwvLT7rDooK5-FFkU-jKLTt3vWqwxV7yb53d8jQGJNR1MO3X-L9KIQ0XBd06yeng1XxXJ9NE3XA5lSik7r5KZKHNeWiU02xuv1j4RJlxfzah_EHfWeGW7bGG3Nrh8mKUBSD9HafHg/s1600/P9010042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512363547666693186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgHPlwvLT7rDooK5-FFkU-jKLTt3vWqwxV7yb53d8jQGJNR1MO3X-L9KIQ0XBd06yeng1XxXJ9NE3XA5lSik7r5KZKHNeWiU02xuv1j4RJlxfzah_EHfWeGW7bGG3Nrh8mKUBSD9HafHg/s320/P9010042.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512363671406129218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7MN1nslYUSID8zyNLvzmmy9oClje5xULIiW7foCrQTduqVZIMA-qFsWndjPLRhptBIJQcTFJa2XNV1nbUkOQ5tabcMvETLb22indPAC0OMFXeBWk9yj05k-TV3onAwA45k5mjTm0jjM/s320/P9010050.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://teampurser.blogspot.com/2010/08/2-months.html">2 months</a><br /></div><div>*I'm terrible and forgot to take the 1 month picture. WAH WAH.</div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-45045171266822813442010-09-01T20:18:00.001-05:002010-09-01T20:19:42.647-05:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3e6wSrLeQA18G1uNbjsj3uHcUaDGEB6W9gtTPSjwhqKDS9xJyToZCdK-4pG_9W6Akhg5ZKm4c3I3EMluAxMTNo9ItI6BtD0DFyjb1R5WgZ6KmX38OBvGBs-bSRuOTurnLHW38WdIy1Q/s1600/P8270023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512119694483001602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3e6wSrLeQA18G1uNbjsj3uHcUaDGEB6W9gtTPSjwhqKDS9xJyToZCdK-4pG_9W6Akhg5ZKm4c3I3EMluAxMTNo9ItI6BtD0DFyjb1R5WgZ6KmX38OBvGBs-bSRuOTurnLHW38WdIy1Q/s320/P8270023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-92039644932125477622010-08-31T09:52:00.010-05:002010-08-31T10:08:06.967-05:00Forever and a day, always<object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/sdExpPOwWIU/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdExpPOwWIU?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdExpPOwWIU?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />The other day you asked me to<br />Tell you how much I love you<br />Oh but words so often fail<br />To describe the depth and scale<br />And even though it may sound cliche<br />I'll tell you now in my simple way<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511587917889799810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEF5eVrGmS_iNmld9chZuZcWl6pTgn0AY3CT_WsJaK5j2JgS7XIsPrViaI3r3kL21UgQqEkl4fOP2yDAqZSKwUFOAkAG0-cV3vUF2rg5h40jVJEJcgmyLyS_v1hDEupRgId2fDI6gbdBY/s320/GetAttachmentCAO9AR8G.jpg" border="0" /><br />My love is as true as the oceans are blue<br />And I'll always feel this way<br />Just listen to the beating that keeps repeating<br />My heart wants to say<br />Like Gala and Dali, it's you and me<br />Forever and a day<br />Forever and a day, always<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511588242277374962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-O5YiPeTg6FoGla5pqp1lTIrCUWFRMLyi4csPtjA79luarE6DUv4CZpla4l1qZlHg5BfEtZo1U8DjNKPUGNz3FLFaHoo78gDLmgd0nw5osN_sMhQgPFJwfrkgIR_nH6CnQCjSpgiyFno/s320/P6060190.JPG" border="0" /><br />You watch me turn out the light<br />Wrap my arms around you<br />Say good night<br />Trace our shadows on the wall<br />Thank God for the miracle of it all<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511589778375299154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMR8IO02JnGJsFHFr7pozUiN2I392kFvfPnzBnjBr7WsqgAQxT3oZNk3sJZJSnKCpduBr3yNO9-cLn7BELflwR_D3xHe3XZzw-Kt-JjWV2Twzr9UM0Tqi1J16_pi6IesRmLqtjFRJREqw/s320/DSC_0174.jpg" border="0" />My love is as true as the oceans are blue<br />And I'll always feel this way<br />Just listen to the beating that keeps repeating<br />My heart wants to say<br />Like Gala and Dali, it's you and me<br />Forever and a day<br />Forever and a day, always<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511588891901850338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyS1RI6OOj6wPhj3ic49C-pG908LyQXAUFYvrUgpSWvqQPE25OQmMlDJncTbG6tkF8mr85P4cUnvjUrYzxWt5C0OCWdDtWmLumFJYA0B1G3-uUE90u8-GTQTApauOSqvBaNVdOqLBwKj8/s320/DSC_0322.jpg" border="0" /> The road of life winds<br />With the passing of time<br />I can hear you say<br />"How can hearts know where love will go beyond today?"<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511589164179105810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqddwUcBkQgdjDCfhRs_Pgn7y-1SZQWp-ReaDjrgRqF1LPswtBLjOvaLIOH3YOUr_3mhsFT_ZrFyU2NFfX9ZkizfPtepCY4h1B8HC4QIy153fcO1f532KBt-z-Hjv0LheDFceJIcURMPI/s320/DSC_0110.jpg" border="0" /><br />Just listen to the beating that keeps repeating<br />My heart wants to say<br />Like Gala and Dali, it's you and me<br />Forever and a day<br />Forever and a day, alwaysTeam Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-53038548094331847192010-08-19T10:39:00.003-05:002010-08-19T10:43:49.182-05:00Checking InJust writing to let you all know I have NOT given up on blogging (or running) but both have been put on hold this week while I'm at work. I am EX-HAUS-TED. All I can manage to do when I get home is play with Caroline and sniff her head, take a shower, and go to bed. I am SO SO SO thankful that my maternity leave starts on Monday. So I'll get back with ya next week.......<br /><div></div><br /><div>Until then, a sweet picture of my little bathtub baby.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507146955387867394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8yfpRjGK9YoFjMaGPu0TxpQu5hC1Gyky8qiIyZszAWwEswMsiind21BEcwb7Yue_gUE5d0uURvNZ_8Jtk_dOsvvTfKAL5DpfofQw9bVVBYF6BOvvGdouFbEHkgkNrCp0JkSPXrt1mNYE/s320/IMG_1789.JPG" border="0" /></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-87999663299281087982010-08-13T00:00:00.000-05:002010-08-13T00:00:01.800-05:00Flashback Friday<div align="center">Me & my brother - Christmas 2005</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504521775948958578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2W9j1W4dNrzqaMFf9a408-ZG7iabC5UjGshW80jqQDFZofvIaiGpaglRBO_3q4GfXJm9D-YupkPpfwWoksKvXjrf4UUuqrLiX2jVVb5JqvisdktCiWCsb8Yjohfv1Jlr6RgMXSytI5ec/s320/Christmas.bmp" border="0" /></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-61732388135883500172010-08-12T00:00:00.000-05:002010-08-12T00:00:01.998-05:00It's H-O-T!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2NoIhACsndsA7IViTgHdi-dzcnAQuUHRqu4nUssZL4GRLB3XKz0Z48bJBOMbizXfR4XINp3iT9w-TzDjeiosW4tbUK9WIq1QRD_ierF24N6R_1nl4C1N4fwB-nXuCl5HDviCqnIlaLkM/s1600/40467_911074272792_10101810_50408836_1020318_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504268169132236754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2NoIhACsndsA7IViTgHdi-dzcnAQuUHRqu4nUssZL4GRLB3XKz0Z48bJBOMbizXfR4XINp3iT9w-TzDjeiosW4tbUK9WIq1QRD_ierF24N6R_1nl4C1N4fwB-nXuCl5HDviCqnIlaLkM/s320/40467_911074272792_10101810_50408836_1020318_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-86702839243204244432010-08-11T00:00:00.000-05:002010-08-11T00:00:01.086-05:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy_fETXKRiiYkHEGzZq8Wpxpl_boReLq80UzN7vuLaZoW72BqT1rP_EHO1gngUWUCUL9VgMSBdWjbetSyfwssalrYhZs3z095_1tkDIZYc6Z_Jma83q-HPTd0tUJJkmGZC5INHCQhu7dY/s1600/P5310085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503907167841214130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy_fETXKRiiYkHEGzZq8Wpxpl_boReLq80UzN7vuLaZoW72BqT1rP_EHO1gngUWUCUL9VgMSBdWjbetSyfwssalrYhZs3z095_1tkDIZYc6Z_Jma83q-HPTd0tUJJkmGZC5INHCQhu7dY/s320/P5310085.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-89357228339118241132010-08-10T09:53:00.003-05:002010-08-10T09:57:39.332-05:00Catalog LivingIf you have a *weird sense of humor like me, you will really enjoy <a href="http://catalogliving.net/">this</a> little gem. You can thank me later with a chocolate cupcake. And a glass of 2% milk. <br /><br />*<em>Why</em> is this word spelled this way??? Does this keep anybody else up at night?? "I before E except after C" -- not "I before E except after W". Ugh.Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-78021742060060705822010-08-08T18:17:00.004-05:002010-08-08T18:26:15.265-05:00UpdateI just started week 5 (9 weeks total) of the Couch to 5K program. Here's me in my former life as a spud.<br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503182995364494898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4P0tNsMm2eUMpHqPIF08y-EsDM3nZILzBYoQcsS-7anaKNlRyYo9quhZ3odzIyHyIg_CaEDnkbSGJw-_cvg3U9MAecCYAMDlVhzdAzqUPRO7-PgBN_NLQ9Fs3se42FpSKIDWmtdShN_4/s320/c25k.jpg" /></div><div> </div><div>Holy moly. It makes me tired to even write about it. But the good news is that I've stuck with it and I haven't passed out one single time. These made a big difference starting in week 3.</div><div> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503184143446417794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbPmKu-nefQoPObZODsLL3gFv36KdRJIVJvHNQKOICtgZ0oXhGEocSjH1coAwykqQXpeGhFSMaRLGNipunLmBu3es2J48uaJTXb1FK9fNILr_Pqd6vJ53EeSwHCzYktZfxHXHLojpYOp4/s320/brooks.jpg" /></div><div> </div><div>Before wearing them, I was having some wicked knee pain during/after every run. I was so discouraged. Thank you <a href="http://www.runontexas.com/">Run On </a>for hookin' me up.</div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-59317016557989786612010-08-06T14:48:00.002-05:002010-08-06T14:51:41.057-05:00Flashback Friday<div align="center">Eating lunch w/ Hannah - sometime in 2005</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502386847516422098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwo5FM_AKSz8uF9b8PfX4xrF9oKGeipjijSnHnB3SJ5B4A7fWiJsEcobddpCHSRIIidVWkcBeSMM0ggFZf8wy1q0X2qs7OKPVrAF84wJMGSUVAeO-7UIZhhRBcyGOo2CCaFBlCM6-Dhk4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-32994253771610764352010-08-04T00:00:00.001-05:002010-08-04T00:00:00.148-05:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIq7ZV2mtVSfOGAmmcAnarT91PpwO6L2skM8KZKqOrwoDI_0j8z1lkSx2mrCx3akPCbXK-KLtULCJjkot6ExyhQdmNSHqEx2gzhADcPI7M9vG6ubaUwYXzPSZHFEEqmhJAxOfJCkrLW2o/s1600/photo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500500093190154370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIq7ZV2mtVSfOGAmmcAnarT91PpwO6L2skM8KZKqOrwoDI_0j8z1lkSx2mrCx3akPCbXK-KLtULCJjkot6ExyhQdmNSHqEx2gzhADcPI7M9vG6ubaUwYXzPSZHFEEqmhJAxOfJCkrLW2o/s320/photo.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-64801275827542210972010-08-03T12:09:00.000-05:002010-08-03T12:09:56.741-05:00Daddy DoodieThis is what happens when I go to the gym and leave Caroline alone with her Dad...<br /> <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501231743381858178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtexdO1qG7V-Cz-227FXH0Nx_H7lj8PJaFb3eAdyxeUBs2fVutfPlJTlQD_FOj9hUKl_QAK1HFjSaslHPTDujXW2sXstcU5ZI-S9h5yahDwV0qRvl6HkSgVeBhL8bI0z85h9yYklJbrZw/s320/IMG00438-20100801-1432.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>Apparently, she had a blow-out. He did make it a point to mention that <em>he</em> was not the one that put the diaper on. ;)</div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053261325694485508.post-12499464434675208132010-08-02T10:32:00.002-05:002010-08-02T10:37:22.672-05:002 months<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqMYNCHAMxYD4KBzngIDiVAOKbaBl8Iq7O9GWXH9l2k6DnGrolu7a_31q_fwob9Lc4R7XJIgxB6gncByDrPDjdILQHRLYn7dZ1zUnK0BsT05fDBWM4YtK8yac1K5ZFJS-we-0bwRKORwo/s1600/P8010011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500836944685626786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqMYNCHAMxYD4KBzngIDiVAOKbaBl8Iq7O9GWXH9l2k6DnGrolu7a_31q_fwob9Lc4R7XJIgxB6gncByDrPDjdILQHRLYn7dZ1zUnK0BsT05fDBWM4YtK8yac1K5ZFJS-we-0bwRKORwo/s320/P8010011.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCnag6E7hjSOuP0TmocRjo9POxwXp1wiqPrtt_CmM0ZT3aBliA9W2yx2gjGdBnbc3G5lJPJljklvv1TyngJDe0jKteUFyNx4NwFIdlVgIeaLPCgNl4dhKwSgZ6YXkkItHzFa7-h7VFmYk/s1600/P8010008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500836869713716898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCnag6E7hjSOuP0TmocRjo9POxwXp1wiqPrtt_CmM0ZT3aBliA9W2yx2gjGdBnbc3G5lJPJljklvv1TyngJDe0jKteUFyNx4NwFIdlVgIeaLPCgNl4dhKwSgZ6YXkkItHzFa7-h7VFmYk/s320/P8010008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Team Purserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556182523569568218noreply@blogger.com0