tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66103044240812218912024-02-19T02:05:53.685-08:00Living this LIfe I've been GivenUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger203125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-85055941868642078732014-07-06T16:18:00.001-07:002014-07-06T16:18:06.193-07:00An Amazing Trip to Napa - Getting there and Day 1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A lucky and exciting trip was upon us. My sweet husband has been dreaming of going to Napa for years. This year was the year, I wasn't ready. I had other things on my mind and taking up my time. He made the reservations, I took the time off, but I wasn't a part of any of the planning, I couldn't do it. The trip was needed, the trip was good.<br />
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We woke up at o'clock thirty on June 28th. I had packed all my stuff the last couple of days (it's late packing for me). I took Scout for his morning walk. I came back and showered and then changed the bedding out on our bed (we had two different pet-sitters coming, and I needed to make sure they were comfortable). I went about the morning in my normal "morning-person" mood. Jason however is not a morning person, and he hadn't quite finished packing or getting is stuff together. Soon Linda came to pick us up to take us to the airport (it was 5:15 on the dot). I'm ready. Jason was still eating something and irritated because he wasn't finished getting everything together. Ummm, ok. He's really not a morning person. We headed out at about 5:35, and with no one on the road the drive to the airport was smooth. Once at the airport Jason realized he forgot his sunglasses, and the extra cash we would of had to travel with. No worries though, sunglasses can be bought and we live in a world of credit cards. The only causality of the the trip is another swim army knife, Jason always has one in his pocket or bag, and ALWAYS forgets to check it or leave it before going somewhere that doesn't allow them (again replaceable).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">wind blown</td></tr>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5N5k2hcoy3ax4GXD7g6g985rrE9WTD3MjUazwBXhRjIaXr7GjFsUD2gNHo3iLhwlwa6kztJGkXAMM_hOEg-Q27D0lx3OljrIXc94nxJBLKWL1Ol60_QCzafbab28ery2otkMkHhQqd0A/s1600/IMG_4479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5N5k2hcoy3ax4GXD7g6g985rrE9WTD3MjUazwBXhRjIaXr7GjFsUD2gNHo3iLhwlwa6kztJGkXAMM_hOEg-Q27D0lx3OljrIXc94nxJBLKWL1Ol60_QCzafbab28ery2otkMkHhQqd0A/s1600/IMG_4479.jpg" height="200" width="150" /></a>The reason for the crazy early flight? Non-stop to San Fran. 5 plus hours sitting in the middle seat (because I feel bad for Jason and his non morning person self), sitting next to the crazy lady on the aisle that is constantly moving and bumping into me. Who throws her blanket on and off of herself (and me) about 30 times during the flight....DUDE....settle. Once in San Francisco we grab our luggage and find our way to the rental car area. Our rental car company is off site, and we wait for the pick up vehicle to get there. It's windy and cold (just like San Francisco), we (Jason and I) are both travel weary, and a little hungry. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">double double</td></tr>
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We get our car and head out of Frisco. Jason is driving (the only driving he did for the whole trip), and we end up stopping at a In and Out Burger for a quick bite. Jason has never had the "pleasure" of in and out, so this was his first (maybe only) taste. No it was good at the time....we felt it later (as we don't usually eat fast food much).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">our room</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">our view</td></tr>
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Into Napa (city proper) we came. After driving through the Carneros region and seeing vineyards etc on the way in, we were getting excited. We got a little lost (remember a little tired from a full day of travel) on the way to the hotel, but we found it. The River Terrace Inn was a welcome sight. It was in a beautiful location (right next to the Westin), and close to downtown- walking distance to restaurants and tasting rooms, and right on the bank of the Napa River. After getting settled in the room we went downtown and explored a little of Napa proper. We tasted at a couple of rooms, and found the Oxbow Public Market (read cool place where there are eateries and groceries and goods), where we ate some taco's at C-Casa. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">s'mores cupcake</td></tr>
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Got a sweet treat at Kara's Kupcakes (s'mores cupcake- delish). <br />
Then we headed back to the hotel and listened to some music, and drank a little wine (while a drunk/stoned guy tried way to hard to not be drunk/stoned talked a lot and very loudly to Jason..hahahahaha).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">wine and fire as it cools down</td></tr>
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Sunday morning I got up and did a little run. I needed to get some running in while out here, and I knew my best chance was before all the drinking started. I ran around town looking for cool other things and gaining a few miles. I stumbled upon a trail (it said it was 1.2 miles) and I took it. I had run to the other side of town already, so I figured I would be running back in. However when the trail ended I didn't know where I was, so I ran back some, decided to venture off and try to cut through. This is very adventurous of me, as I am directionally impaired (I admit it). I ended up using google maps to find my way back. I made it though. I showered and got ready to head out to a day of wine tasting. We hadn't made any appointments we decided to just go see what was out there. We had map and a book given to us by the nice tasting rooms in Napa. We knew we wouldn't see EVERYTHING while we were here (600 wineries), and we were given lot's of great recommendations to see, but the first day was a fly by the seat of your pants day. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clone 6</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">barrels at Bell</td></tr>
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Day 1: first stop Bell Cellars. We have enjoyed Bell in our home for years, and particularly love the Clone 6. After going to the tasting Clone 337 is super Yummy as well, of course you can only get it if you are part of their wine club. Our book said that Bell was open to the public, so we just walked in. Apparently it's by appointment, but the nice people at Bell saw us anyways.<br />
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Next stop: Cliff Lede. This was recommended by some patients who had come to Napa for their honeymoon. They said the vibe was good and the wine were wonderful. I can definitely see why honeymooners would love the vibe at Cliff Lede. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hearts</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">tasting menu</td></tr>
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The place has a great garden with statues of hearts. The owner is totally into Rock, and has named all of his "blocks" after bands. The merchandise in the tasting room have a Rock theme to them as well, some AC/DC thunderbolt that says Cliff Lede, some Beetles images with the Cliff Lede words. Sounds like Cliff is a cool guy (from Canada...ehh).<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_a9litqtA9YNNbS364WIZFGcJUhMprymcUPE_r6fxovjpSK3rYsQEPtFq_tFIoytzoMxWOc326LoPVqDANC7b4NUI7jV9Me3B6XDLs5WRBnz6T-qNc0niOW-BE1PWvy858VQ5zEdLIn4/s1600/DSCN3222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_a9litqtA9YNNbS364WIZFGcJUhMprymcUPE_r6fxovjpSK3rYsQEPtFq_tFIoytzoMxWOc326LoPVqDANC7b4NUI7jV9Me3B6XDLs5WRBnz6T-qNc0niOW-BE1PWvy858VQ5zEdLIn4/s1600/DSCN3222.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a>Stag's Leap: was next. Again another wine that we have had, and knew we were going to love. Had a great tasting with some good history about the winery and what makes their Cabs so GREAT. Had a side by side tasting of grapes grown in different areas of the estate, and the blended wine that was of both. We enjoyed our time with wine steward. I love it when they get maps out and show us where everything is, and give some history- we brought some Stag's Leap home with us.<br />
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Luna: the last stop for the day. A chance encounter. We came in and enjoyed a tasting. The wines were okay, and the place itself was okay. I think sometimes you can only taste so much. The bottles were pretty? <br />
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**Most of the tasting we did, Jason and I shared a tasting. Mostly because we were actually just tasting the wine (not drinking), and enjoying the time. Also with me driving, I was happy to not have as much.<br />
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Ohh hi there. It's true I've been a bit of slacker when it comes to blogging. I've not been called to write down all my adventures lately. Sad, but true. I guess I'm feeling the need to update.<br />
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Back in May I completed my 9th TNT event, alongside my husband (his first TNT event) and 3 friends from NC. We were joined by folks all over the country in the beautiful Grand Canyon. We did a day hike, on the Bright Angel Trail down to Indian Garden. It was AMAZING!! The views were incredible. It's just like what everyone says, words cannot describe being right there in the mist of it all. It was a fun and easy hike into the canyon, we trotted along with no worries at all. Coming back out was a whole other adventure. As the sun started to really come out and the climb out was full of steep switchbacks, this girl got tired. I had to battle a few inner demons (please can the mule just come pick me up??). I was forced to eat some more (my drinking of fluids was fine, but I'm always terrible at nutrition). With the help of my hubby and my friends I made it back up. Our pace was pretty quick, set by one friend with really long legs. The rewards, besides the fact that raised a ton of money for blood cancer research and helping patients with blood cancer, was prickly pear margaritas!! Bring on the salt!! All in all it was one of the most amazing TNT adventures I've had.<br />
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We rung in the New Year...Happy 2013.....at home. This is the second year that we've gotten together with friends and hosted a Murder Mystery Dinner Party. We had a great time with some great friends. We have wonderful people around us that help make our lives happy. My friend Kim planned most of the party, and got us all organized, and made most of the food, then we hosted. So much fun!! The kit's are usually cheesy and this was no exception, from the names of the characters to the props. (Tara Misu, Claire Voyant, Pepi Roni....hahahha). I think it's a great new tradition that we've started for New Year's!! </div>
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First try at Santa Bread....thought it was good until I saw it the next morning and it looked like a got stung by a bee.<br />
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Scout enjoyed his time up in Virginia...he got lot's of walks and lot's of treats.<br />
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Pretty Cardinals in the snow.....find all the red spots in the trees!!<br />
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So the name of these cookies (The Best Cookie EVER) is Nutella stuffed brown butter choc chip cookies with sea salt. So to start with....who knew browning butter was first so easy....and second made everything taste so good!! NO JOKE!! I followed the instructions that the <a href="http://www.ambitiouskitchen.com/2012/09/nutella-stuffed-brown-butter-sea-salt-chocolate-chip-cookies-my-favorite-cookie-ever/">ambitious cook</a> set out and it turned out beautifully.<br />
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When all was said and done, I don't like air cookie sheets (I already knew this, I got rid of all of mine years ago- but being away from home I have to work with what I have). So my cookies are a little extra gooey, but they taste soooooo good!! My mother in law even said she thought she had died and gone to heaven they were that good. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-44918374527790906452012-12-19T05:49:00.001-08:002012-12-19T05:55:54.720-08:00Saddened and Embarrassed...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The Connecticut school shooting events have been all of our minds. Lot's of sadness about what feels like senseless violence. Lot's of anger. Grief is a process, and there is a lot of grieving going on. My heart breaks for the family and friends dealing with the loss of those they love. Whether it's from this tragedy or any other. There are no words.<br />
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I just read several posts on facebook that a friends liked. Social media can be wonderful and horrible at the same time. People feel they can be mean, or kind at will, and they feel the need to share that hate or kindness with EVERYONE. I'm glad I know a diverse group of people. I'm happy people have many options. However to place blame and spread hate is just so sad. One post was a video. It talked about remember the ones who were lost, and the bravery of people like the teacher who saved her 16 students by hiding them in the closet. In that video they did not name the gunman because they do not want him to become "famous" or a role model. I understand this reasoning.<br />
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The next post I read was about someone who blames the gunman's parents for his actions. Saying that they had money and could of gotten the boy help. This is the post that made me a little embarrassed to know these people. They didn't write the post, they just liked it.<br />
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I grew up in a house where there was mental illness. I can look back and see it. Did I have a "normal" childhood? Sure, it was normal for me. I have an older brother. We grew up in the same circumstances. We both got "help". There was counseling- individual and family. There were anger management sessions, and circle groups. There was a lot of therapy (for the kids) in my family. Today I feel very well adjusted. I am in control of my life. I love life. I do good whenever and wherever I can. I feel blessed to have family and friends. If you ask my brother he will say the same thing. The difference- it worked for me. The counseling, the therapy, it worked. It clicked. For my brother....it's a whole other story. He has been in and out of jail. Addicted to drugs. In some pretty crazy situations. My journey was easier....it worked. His was harder...it didn't work for him. He's working to turn his life around in the only way he knows how....now. I can look back and see that even with everything given to my brother as help....he could of been just like the gunman who shot all those children. It could of been him, and would it of been my parents fault?<br />
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Do I really want the world to know I was a totally messed up kid?? Not really. But do you see that sometimes things, even given everything you can think of to give to fix it, just doesn't work out the same. My brother and I are oil and water, night and day, different as different can be.....but it could of been the flip and then what?<br />
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I just want to close this post with....I don't know what a solution would be. Tighter gun control? Better Mental Illness availability, tighter school security?? I don't think any of these things would of changed the outcome. I think it all still would of happened. I wish the world didn't have mental illness, and a need for guns and security....but that isn't they way the world is. Sometimes we just have to throw love out there, and keep throwing it out there, and maybe someone will catch on, and throw some love back.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-88329254968999878972012-12-16T16:07:00.004-08:002012-12-16T16:07:50.237-08:00I didn't make it...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A little while ago I heard that the Nike Women's marathon was going to do a race on the east coast. I was excited, as I've done (sort of) the race in San Fran. Well I've done it, but it's the source of all my running angst. I really thought it would be great to be able to run in DC (about 4 hours away from here) and bonus it's only a half marathon (13.1 miles). I knew I wanted to try and sign up. The Nike marathon is super popular, it's probably because the finisher's "medal" is a Tiffany's necklace. Yeah, it's pretty sweet!!. <br />
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Tis the Season, and since I work at 2 different dental office I get to enjoy twice the fun! *smiles* I work at two different offices in almost every way possible. One of my offices is a single doctor practice, there are 5 of us total that work there. The doctor invites us and our spouse out every year, usually for dinner and drinks. This year we did something special, we had dinner, and then went to see "A Christmas Carol". I was so excited, as I had not seen the Raleigh legendary show. It was great, and the company was really nice as well. Afterward the crew agreed to meet for drinks (however traffic had different plans for us, and Jason and I didn't make it.) <br />
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It's a great time of year to enjoy the company of those you work with all year long in a different setting. It's nice to be away from the hustle and bustle of the office, see each other not dressed in scrubs. I'm so lucky to be able to work at 2 great offices.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-39833782411655977342012-12-08T09:25:00.001-08:002012-12-08T09:25:32.456-08:00I love my hot tub!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Somedays it's just nice to go out and soak in the tub for a little bit. The big tub with all the jets and it makes me happy. Somedays it's hard to make myself change into a swimsuit and go out in the cold, but in the end it's totally worth it. Just sayin'.....I love my hot tub.</div>
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Downtown Raleigh has a Ghost Tour. I didn't know. I had friends going to do this Ghost Tour, so I figured I might as well go too! Jason had no desire to come along, so I went solo (if you don't count my ghost host). Well, if solo also means with friends!! *smiles* Would I do it again, probably not. But it was a fun night!</div>
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I had a massage appointment before the ride (not ideal). However I didn't feel like I could pass up a beautiful day for a ride. I drove out to Holly Springs after my massage and headed out for 2 hour ride with my friend Jenn, her husband Grant, and her friend...?? I can't remember her name. (sad I know). <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-5959026147900773952012-12-08T07:02:00.000-08:002012-12-08T07:02:02.278-08:00Thanksgiving 2012/ Turkey Trot and More..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We headed to Kim's parents house where we had a FAB thanksgiving with friends! YUMMY food and GOOD times! What more could a girl wish for??</div>
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Ohh what is a color run? Well it's a run where you start in all white (or mostly white), and then at every kilometer of the 5K event they throw colored corn starch on you. It's fun, you turn into a human tie dye art piece. I paid $65 to do this event, and the money went to put on the event and then to habitat for humanity, good cause for a fun time.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-42515051259210151642012-12-05T05:36:00.001-08:002012-12-05T05:36:20.614-08:00Ahhh, some times you just need a nice glass of WINE!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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After a long day of craziness sometimes it's just nice to come home and have a nice glass of wine. That's all I'm sayin'! </div>
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I got back from the trip up to PA at midnight! And it was my birthday. I went to bed, then got up in the morning at my usual, I can't sleep in late (especially with a sweet pup who wants morning walks). I got up and did a birthday run!! YAY!! Run's are good. They make me feel happy, even if I have to push myself out the door.<br />
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I took a nap, cause....yeah that what happens when you have the day off and went to bed late and get up early! Then I got ready to go to dinner with Jason and some friends. It was a great day!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-30480587855872004022012-12-05T05:01:00.000-08:002012-12-05T05:01:13.814-08:00Halloween 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Halloween 2012 was a little subdued. RIGHT!! I love Halloween!!. I dressed up for the party, and for work. I love it! I finally convinced Jason to dress up, mostly because the Halloween party we went to was costumes and food NOT optional. *smiles* Nicely played guys!! We (Jason and I, and a couple of friends) dressed up like teenage mutant ninja turtles, and we brought pizza to the party (because that was what the turtles totally ate). At work I was Mary Popins and one of the Turtles (had to change half way through the day). It was fun times!</div>
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The State Fair this year was another fun time with some of my favorite people! Jason doesn't do the fair. And honestly I love it! Mostly people watching, maybe it's just because I get to spend time with one of my best friends and her family....whatever the deal I always have a good time. <br />
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We decide this year (like always) we would go in the middle of the week. We choose Tuesday. So after I work I ran a couple of errands and headed out to the fair. I met the crew in the parking lot. Said Happy Birthday to my friend (her birthday was weeks earlier...but she had been traveling), and headed into the fair! <br />
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We had a great time looking as stuff and walking around the fair. We ate at our traditional places, except the church spot was full up so we ate outside with take out from there....plus corn on the cob and super sweet lemonade. Fun times were had!! We saw the animals (no touching) and produce, plus all the police cars and vehicles. It was a wonderful October night! </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-78213231397285747222012-11-25T07:51:00.000-08:002012-11-25T07:51:19.275-08:00Pink Shamrock 5K<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-44494927904584533652012-11-25T07:33:00.001-08:002012-11-25T07:33:33.425-08:00Trip to DisneyWorld with Special Olympics<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So this summer I was lucky enough to be able to take a trip to Orlando for a special long course swim meet with our Special Olympics athletes. The athletes had extra practices in a long course pool (50 meters instead of the standard 25 yards). We fundraised for this trip....so THANK YOU to everyone who made this happen!!<br />
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The trip itself was a crazy wild ride. We left on Friday morning early, and drove all day (making a pit stop and lunch stop along the way). We made it to Orlando and got settled into our rooms. We ate dinner as a group (ordered in pizza), and headed to bed. On Saturday we got up and got ready for the swim meet, we walked to the pool (it was literally steps away from the hotel), and had an AMAZING swim meet. After the meet (it was short) we ate lunch, and headed back to the rooms for some quite time. We met up for dinner at Universal. Sunday we packed up all of our stuff and loaded everything on the bus and headed to Disney World. We spent the day in Disney, then headed to Downtown Disney for dinner and more fun. Got back on the bus at 10 pm and headed back to Raleigh. We got back to Raleigh at 8 am on Monday! WHEW!! It was a fast paced trip...but so much fun!! I hope we get to do it again!! The adventures we have are the Best!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the Athletes before the meet.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Castle.</td></tr>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-46853498106053307612012-11-25T07:08:00.000-08:002012-11-25T07:11:55.209-08:00A Weekend Trip<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Sorry little blog, I haven't been very good at keeping up lately. There are lot's and lot's of things to catch up on, but for today I'll focus on what's been going on recently.<br />
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***side note- I started writing this blog entry on the 12th of November, I finally finished it.<br />
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So for those of you who don't know we lost a sweet, smart, incredibly funny, tenacious, friend on Halloween. Vashni fought valiantly against a cancer that she had beaten once, but could not overcome the second time around. Vashni was someone who I got to know through a friend, so she was really a friend of a friend....until she was just a friend. I'm sad I didn't get to know her even better. Her amazing spirit was evident in the budding of our friendship, and then she moved to the D.C. area for job stuff. I caught up with her via her blog. Let me tell you...that girl could write! She started her blog about being a step mom, that turned into a blog about her fight with cancer. She was so amazing and she touched so many people's lives. It was clear how many by the number of people who came to her memorial service last weekend. To be sure there were many tears shed, but there was also laughter as we remember her quirky traits and happy attitude. I feel sick that this sweet soul is not in this world to amaze us anymore, but I know that she is up there sending rays of sunshine down to us. I know I have a guardian angel looking over me.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jenn and Vashni after Chicago Tri</td></tr>
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So last Saturday I rode up to the DC area with my friend Jenn to hang out with our other friend Krista, before going up to PA for the service on Sunday. OMG- time flies. I haven't seen Krista (in person) in YEARS!! What?? Thank you facebook for letting the world keep in touch, but really?? I think it was like 6 years! Krista, Jenn and I all did Team in Training (I know you notice a theme in my life), the second Azalea festival Sprint Tri Season (for me). I felt an almost instant bond with these chicas and I'm so happy to still have them in my life. Not only were we all embarking on more endurance craziness....we were (at the time) all like minded. None of us were planning on having kids. Since then things have changes....as things do. Jenn and I have stuck with the plan (*winks*), Krista on the other hand and pull for wanting little ones. She has a 4 year old boy who is the sweetest, a 7 month old little girl, and one in the oven. Yup....things change. <br />
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When we got to DC, after my horrible navigating around the beltway and made it safely to Krista's place. The kids were left with their dad and we headed out for a Girls Night Out!! We had a fun time at Cadillac Ranch, where the girls surprised me with a little birthday fun. <br />
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We slept on air mattress that night....or rather I slept on an air mattress and Jenn started on an air matteress that was on it's last leg and ended up on the couch. Neither one of us got much sleep. To much on our minds. So we both just tried to let our bodies lie still so at least some part of us was somewhat rested. When we got up , we started folding up our sheets etc and working on putting away our sleeping arrangements when the 4 year old came charging out of his room (when his clock turned green) to ask us if we wanted to see his room, and talk and talk and talk. I think they told him he couldn't come out of his room until the clock turned green (some nifty clock...and a system I think all parents should use). He was so happy to have a captive audience that he about showed us everything in his room. It was so cute. Then Jenn and I took sweet Maggie (the dog) out for a long walk. It was both for us and for her. After a fab breakfast that was cooked by Krista and some Wii gaming, (I'm happy to say that I just barely beat the 4 year old. *winks*) we headed out to PA.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beautiful Vashni.</td></tr>
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The drive back was a little somber. Mostly because we were drained. We stopped and changed into comfy clothes after the celebration of life, and drove on. Well to be fair Jenn drove on. Jenn drove up, and Jenn drove back. Jenn got a new car 4 days before the trip. It was a nice ride, but a little hard on the driver. Lot's and lot's of driving. We got "comfort" food on the way back (milkshakes and tuna melts). We kept each other awake....sorta. We made it to my home, and Jenn eventually made it back to her home. <br />
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Not exactly how I would of wanted to spend my birthday weekend, but at the same time I wouldn't of wanted to not be there to remember the sweetest soul. <br />
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I will think of sweet, funny, intelligent, AMAZING, Vashni as the sun shines down on me. I know that she would not want us to dwell on the loss of her human body. I'll think of her sending her love and encouragement.....I know I have a guardian angel watching over me.</div>
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Hardest thing I've ever done (endurance wise) to date. My 7th Team in Training event was America's Most Beautiful Bike Ride, which was a 100 mile bike ride around Lake Tahoe! Yes, there were mountains climb. Yes, there were altitude changes. Yes, it was AWESOME!!<br />
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Training for this ride was so incredible. I thought I knew how to ride my bike. I mean, I've been riding my bike for a really long time. However, I didn't know how to ride my bike in a group. I had more than a few eye opening moments during training, and I'm sure I still have more to learn, but I feel good about being able to fit into a bike group and go. <br />
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So on Friday June 1st I got up early and Jason dropped me off at the airport, where I met some of my teammates for our flights out to Sacramento, and subsequently the drive to Tahoe. The first flight left at 6 am from Raleigh to Houston. We flew on United (not that I would EVER fly on United again). We got into Sacramento around 11:30 am, and got surprized by our travel vehicle being a Stretch SUV Limo! It was pretty awesome! We were all starving so we stopped at In and Out (classic west coast - California staple) for a late lunch (we didn't get there until 2 pm. We were STARVING!!<br />
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After our drive up the mountains we checked into the Mount Bleu Casino and Resort in Nevada. We got settled and picked up our bikes from the transport company (ohh yeah, our bikes were sent ahead of time on trucks) . Then we went to check out the area, and walked down to California! It was 2 blocks from our hotel. We ended up eating Pizza with most of the crew in California. It was awesome catching up with most of our cycling group and just hang out. <br />
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The plan for the next day was to get up and do a short ride to make sure our bikes were in order. That all of our gears were good and no issues before Sunday (the big ride). When you are not in control of your bike during transport, and even when you are it's a good idea to do a little warm up ride. Most everyone was fine on the ride, we had a couple of flats on the ride and one issue that needed the bike shop to fix. Good thing it was on the day we could get it all done! My bike was fine and I had a fantastic warm up ride. The weather was amazing and the air was dry (not like our weather in NC), and the scenery was beautiful! After the bike ride, and going to packet pick up (to get our race info and swag - long sleeve shirt, water bottle, patch), some of us went to the bike shop to help one of our teammates with his bike. While there we found the worlds LARGEST bike SADDLE. <br />
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After all that our teammate (and my running coach for the Marathon) Bob and Peggy (his wife) had a car and took us around Lake Tahoe to see part of the route for the ride and enjoy some the beauty before experiencing it on the back of a bike. We stopped at couple of overlooks and enjoyed the day! It was so warm on Saturday, in fact the whole weekend was warm and beautiful. The mountains were gorgeous, the water was amazingly blue. The company was great! It was Bob and Peggy, Jeanne, GMac, and of course me! Our little band of friends had a great afternoon!<br />
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The morning of the ride (Sunday) was upon us. I was excited! I was ready! I had trained for this, I had a great group of people around me, it was going to be a GREAT RIDE! <br />
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The start line was cool. We lined up by state, and started with our groups. Half of the riders were TNTer's. So we got to go first! Cool benefit of raising money for cancer! <br />
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Most of the rest of the ride was enjoyable, with great friends chit-chatting, while riding along, and some easy drafting off each other, and pulling at times. The rest stops were stocked with yummy treats and good substance (my favorite was the boiled potatoes that you salted!). I re-filled water, ate a little, and off we would go again. The next memorable moment of the ride was the "trek into Truckie, and back". You had to options, one was to follow a greenway trail along the river to Truckie, and the other was to take the highway in. We decided on the highway because the greenway trail was mega-crowded. All of the people in our group have been riding in traffic before and felt comfortable doing our thing up the highway. AGGGGHHHHH!! What we didn't know was how horrible the road conditions would be. The road was mega bumpy and pot-holey, and the shoulder was big, but had giant grates in it to catch the snow melt (as the snow was melting of the mountains).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the 3 amigos riding along</td></tr>
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We made it to the rest stop in Truckie. Most of us shed our outer layer at this point and made a bee-line for the grocery store and inside bathrooms! The people were super nice at the store! We ate a little, filled up water bottles, and headed back out to the horrible road. I should mention the reason for the trek into Truckie is so that the ride is a 100 miles, because just around the Lake is 72 miles. The road back to the lake was just as bad, and added an extra fun element of riding into the wind. It was HARD. The group took turns pulling and drafting, we had a good system going and we were getting through this tough road. What we didn't know on the road that we were battling is at the same time the coach from Charlotte's aunt was dying from a blood cancer. To put it into prospective, that road wasn't so bad after all. We were back going around the lake, and looking forward to "the Lunch Stop". We stayed a little longer at this rest stop, ate a little more, took a few pics, and off we went to climb Spooner. Aggghhh Spooner. <br />
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Spooner comes at about mile 80 of the ride and it's a real mountain, with a real climb (1200 ft over 7 miles). I was climbing and climbing and climbing. I was feeling good, I was staying with the group, and then, all of a sudden.....I wasn't. It was getting harder. The air was getting thinner, or something. My legs felt like lead. My hands were shaking. Ohh no. I pulled over. I pulled myself together, I rode up some more. Leaded legs, light headedness, ohhh noo, I pulled over. One of my teammates pulled over next to me. Ohh thank goodness you stopped. I can stop for a second too then. We start to climb again. Pull over again. CRAP!! I thought we'd have a rest stop soon. A car pulls over in front of us, with a bike rack on the back. People get out and ask if we are okay. Are we okay? Hmmmm. Sure we are fine. They are looking for friends. Hey- Any chance you wanna give us a ride to the top? Unless it's really not far- we can make it 1/2 mile, we can't make 5 miles. Ohh it's about 2 miles. Hmmmm. We can give you a ride if you'd like. Yes Please! We strap our bikes on the back and ride up to the top, and wait for our teammates there. We found them at the rest stop at the top. FYI about .5 miles from where we were was a water stop and the big crazy climb lessened. I'm pretty sure if we had gone to that stop, we would of made it the rest of the way. We saw it in the car, but felt bad asking the people to stop since we already loaded the bikes and all. Down Spooner we went. Fast fast fast. And then 5 more smaller "rollling"mountain climbs. Then we were at the finish line. We made it. We did it! (minus my 2 mile lift). Most of the group pulled in together! We did the ride in 8 hours! 6 hours and 15 minutes of actual ride time. It was AMAZING, it was BEAUTIFUL, it was the hardest endurance event I have done!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Great Friends</td></tr>
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We hung out at the finish area for awhile, then went back to the hotel, dropped our bike off at the transport, and went and took showers. Some of us met up to grab something to eat, and drink! We walked down to California and had food and beer. And as you might of guessed, exhaustion set in - at least for me. The after party was that night, but I was dead to the world. I was so tired I went back to the room and passed out! <br />
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Got up the next morning (Monday), took a regular stretch limo (not as comfortable as the SUV limo) back down the mountain (2 hours) to the airport. As we left the snow started to come in, we saw it falling as we were going down the mountain. Thank you Tahoe for a lovely weekend with beautiful weather and great friends....doing a ride that was FANTASTIC and AMAZING!<br />
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With this event I earned my triple crown, which is doing a running event (full or half marathon) a triathlon event, and a cycling event. I just happened to do all of mine in one year. My year of crazy came to an end with having completed a Half Ironman Distance Triathlon (Augusta 70.3), a Full Marathon (Disney 26.2), and a Century Cycle (America's Most Beautiful Bike Ride -100), and raising $11,000 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society!<br />
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A little break for now, and then on to the next adventure......let's go take a hike........</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-6270868465443957522012-08-15T05:23:00.004-07:002012-08-15T05:23:59.675-07:00Scout...more results<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's been crazy lately!! Scout and I spent a day at VSH (Vet Specialty Hospital) last Tuesday. He woke up and had a really hard time moving his back legs. He is already having a hard time with his front left leg due to arthritis. He didn't want to come down the stairs. I got him moving around the bedroom, but the stairs were just to scary for him. Jason picked him up and brought him down the first group of stairs, and Scout really didn't like that. He came down the rest of the stairs himself, but he wasn't stable, and struggled coming down. During our morning walk he walked, but it was a drunken walk. He almost fell down while going to the bathroom. It was a scary thing. I called into my dental office to let them know I wouldn't be in, and called the vet....which it was of course before hours (emergency hours). The VSH near our house was very helpful, but let me know they didn't have an internist at the moment, so recommend I go to the Cary office. I did and spent the day at the Cary office, through the Emergency Service. Of course we didn't see the internist because they were to busy. The results from the day was that there wasn't anything URGENTLY wrong. They thought there might be something going on with endocrine system. They could of kept him overnight and checked him, but I didn't want to leave him overnight. I made an appointment with my normal vet to have the same tests done the next day (where I could drop him off and Jason could pick him up). We were worried he might have Cushing's. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scout being stubborn in the dead weeds!</td></tr>
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The results have come back, and for now it doesn't look like he has Cushing's. He does have hypothyroidism, so we are starting him on a doggie Synthroid. It'll take a couple of weeks to a month to get into his system and hopefully get him feeling better. I'm hopeful that I'll get my sweet playful pup back. It's been a dramatic change from a playful soul to an old man.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-85148940671340685802012-07-08T17:37:00.002-07:002012-07-08T17:37:21.400-07:004 on the 4th of July!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Fun times with good friends doing a 4 mile run on the 4th of July! What a great way to start a holiday! It was wicked hot and humid. Super hard to breathe, and I felt a little (a lot) out of sorts on this run, still it was fun! I was just happy I was able to do it!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610304424081221891.post-20306101599328748582012-07-08T17:33:00.001-07:002012-07-08T17:33:49.211-07:00more on Scout<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So....when last I left this blog, my dog had unknown liver issues that were not remedied by antibiotics and we were waiting to get an ultrasound done. <br />
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Ultra-sound was done, and it found that he had some nodules in his liver and that his liver was rounded, enlarged , and was hardened. So we set up an appointment to do a liver biopsy to try and figure out what is going on with the sweet puppy boy. Liver biopsy went well and the incision site was really small. We waited and waited, trying to be patient, and tried not to worry. Easier said then done. I was stressing out, thinking that Scout has cancer. I hate the c word. <br />
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Scout now looks like something is going on with him, and when we meet other dogs on our walks the owners usually say something like...."ohhh he's not feeling well, let's not bother him" to their dogs. To which I reply that he just had an ultrasound (I don't even mention the liver biopsy), and that he's okay to play. Scout hasn't shown any "signs" of liver distress. We found out because of trying to get his teeth cleaned and the tests came back with elevated levels. The only issue he's been having is that he seems to have twisted or aggravated his foot, so he's been having some issues walking. We couldn't give him any anti-inflamatories because they processed through the liver. So we've just be "dealing" with it. It was heart-breaking watching my dog age before my eyes. My playful old man, not wanting to go for a walk. Not greeting me when I got home. Taking a long time to get up and limping along. I got frustrated and called the vet. I said is there anything at all we can to to help eliminate this issue? (to be fair, they tried giving him 2 other pain relievers - which weren't processed through the liver- but they didn't deal with the issue that NSAID's do) The front desk took my message and said the vet was in surgery but would call me when she was out. She did. FYI - I love my Vet!! Turns out the biopsy report came in, and she reported the results (thus far) to me, and with the results came more questions, because there was nothing definitive with his liver. The are still doing tests (or rather she asked them to do more tests) to see if he has copper storage disease, and Cushing's is still on the table. Anywho, Dr Green prescribed an anti-inflamatory that is processed less through the liver at a lower dose. So far....it seems to be working. Scout is still a little slow to get up and limps a little when he first does get up, but he wants to go for walks.....long walks. He wants to play. He wants to greet us when we get home. He's almost back to his old self!! AMAZING!<br />
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We are still waiting on results and to see what the next steps are...they are less scary with cancer off the table for now.<br />
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So I took Scout back to the vet on Monday to "get his teeth cleaned", which was really get his blood work done and tested to see if we could go ahead and get his teeth cleaned or see what's happening. So I dropped Scout off, and got the call to come back and get him a hour later. His liver levels have gone up even more than the last time. So the "treatment" we had been doing wasn't working at all. The vet also looked at his front left paw just to make sure that wasn't anything "serious" going on with it, and she even took a film to check. It looks like he just has some arthritic changes happening. Of course I can't give him any anti-inflammatory meds (or NSAIDS) because they are processed through his liver, and until we know what's going on with his liver we don't want to do more damage. Okay. So the bottom line is that Scout is going in on Wednesday to have an ultrasound. (that's when the ultrasound machine will be at my vet's office). They'll be looking to see if he has nodules in his liver causing his levels to go up, and if he does they will need to remove and biopsy them. He hasn't has his liver levels checked since he was about 3, so it may just be him. He haven't had any procedures that he's had to be knocked out for done on him since then, so no blood tests. I think we'll be doing blood test more frequently just because now.<br />
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On a different note: this morning while I was walking Scout we were accosted by a neighbor. To be fair this neighbor and I have a history. He was...maybe still is...a lawn care guy. He had his own business, and I hired him to take care of my yard (as I do not like working in the yard). He outlined what he would do, and then didn't do any of it. He took was paid for 3 months ahead of time, and he didn't work on my yard. When I brought it up to him he acknowledged that he wasn't doing right and promised to do better, but didn't. I had to fire him. He wasn't happy with me, and I wasn't happy with him. He lives about 2 blocks away from me, and honestly I rarely see him (thank goodness). Scout happened to walk by his house. No problem, we were doing a nice leisurely walk. I was texting a friend to see if she wanted to run after I finished walking Scout. I was stopped in front of this Jack Wagon's house and Scout was sniffing the bushes (trying to sniff out the bunnies). The Jack Wagon stepped out on to his porch and said "Chrissy you need to get Scout away from my yard". WTF?? I responded with he's just sniffing at your bush, he isn't doing anything to your yard. He responded that it was his property and that he didn't want Scout on it. Then his baby momma (they may be married by now, but I don't know) came out and told me to shut up. WHAT?? I called him a Jack Wagon (insert the other word) and pulled Scout away from his yard. If I could of made Scout pee on command I would of loved it if he pee'd right then. I don't know what people are thinking living in a neighborhood and thinking that dogs aren't going to walk by and sniff stuff. Further more I have a male dog (whose pee is not caustic), and I pick up after my dog. Unlike some people who leave their dog crap in my yard. <br />
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So that's my rant and Scout adventures for now.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0