<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635</id><updated>2012-02-08T09:34:24.775-06:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='working hard for the money'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='angie&apos;s college'/><category term='pickwick'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='food for finance'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='buffalo'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='garden'/><category term='trolly tour'/><category term='music'/><category term='dinner club'/><category term='BBQ'/><category term='heart camp'/><category term='mda'/><category term='year in review'/><category term='gigs'/><category term='running'/><category term='flood'/><category term='girls trip'/><category term='pinterest'/><category term='church'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='memphis in may'/><category term='family'/><category term='crawfish'/><category term='house'/><category term='alpha delta pi'/><category term='valentine&apos;s'/><category term='TWIGS'/><category term='football'/><category term='snow'/><category term='health'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>the *real* mccoys</title><subtitle type='html'>tune in to see what's happening!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-5649910625719574959</id><published>2012-02-04T13:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T14:49:12.811-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>food for finance: occupy marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5TRsm0BC_8/Ty119VAcIbI/AAAAAAAAB9U/oKylnwTCZSE/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5TRsm0BC_8/Ty119VAcIbI/AAAAAAAAB9U/oKylnwTCZSE/s400/DSC_0297.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ever since writing a story on paper about being the 99% or 1% became the "in" thing to do, I wanted to be "in" and do one. The marathon was perfect! Research shows that anywhere from .1% to 2% of the world's&amp;nbsp;population&amp;nbsp;ever completes a full marathon. So&amp;nbsp;I took the&amp;nbsp;average&amp;nbsp;and came up with&amp;nbsp;1% for the sake of my picture! We ARE the 1%!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is where I got that info: Memphis Runners Track Club said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Soooo....we did a search to see what percent of people run a marathon and this is what we found on more than one site: &lt;/div&gt;"Depending on who you ask, people who have completed a marathon make up anywhere between 0.1% and 2% of the world’s population. I had sort of dismissed that statistic as bunk and folklore until I stumbled upon this Web site, which has all sorts of interesting statistics about marathon finishes in the United States. &lt;br /&gt;There were 382,000 marathon finishes in 2005. Guesstimating the U.S. population at 295 million in that year, it works out to about .13% (and you have to take into account that many of the people who finished were not first-time marathoners). These numbers are incredibly rough, but at the very least they don’t completely dispel the 0.1% statistic most often quoted by anyone who has ever run a marathon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I never wanted to do a full marathon. Kyle signed up back in April to do the St. Jude full marathon in December of 2011. I created a &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-lbs.html"&gt;monster&lt;/a&gt;! Kyle went from running a 45 minute 5k in 2007 to running a full marathon in 2011. I am so proud of him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fu8p4uDsUfA/Ty1hJM9JVBI/AAAAAAAAB78/uNUTEjKojyg/s1600/IMG_6168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fu8p4uDsUfA/Ty1hJM9JVBI/AAAAAAAAB78/uNUTEjKojyg/s320/IMG_6168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Before the big race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told Kyle&amp;nbsp;I did not want to do it. So to make sense, I trained with him. Say what? Why in the world would I do that? I figured I could at least train and if I changed my mind, I could then sign up last minute. I wanted to see how it felt to run more than 13.1 miles (I've done a ton of half marathons) before I signed up for the full 26.2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fmGMR3R-p3I/Ty1iBBbhYxI/AAAAAAAAB8E/It9WJ8T5Wu4/s1600/IMG_6169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fmGMR3R-p3I/Ty1iBBbhYxI/AAAAAAAAB8E/It9WJ8T5Wu4/s320/IMG_6169.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before the race when life was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I ran 14 miles...it wasn't too bad. Then I ran a 16 mile run with him. I still felt good. Ok, ok, I'll sign up. OH NO-I went to sign up and it was capped out!?! Here I am, running 16 miles for nothing. I was not happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07NJTWFmfZ8/Ty1ivEk5cII/AAAAAAAAB8M/s93JQXvNbnc/s1600/IMG_6175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07NJTWFmfZ8/Ty1ivEk5cII/AAAAAAAAB8M/s93JQXvNbnc/s320/IMG_6175.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;About to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I waited it out. I just knew that someone would get injured and I could get their bib number. So I waited and waited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlHJCV42Obo/Ty1jisNaxmI/AAAAAAAAB8U/gI4WftealAI/s1600/IMG_6176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlHJCV42Obo/Ty1jisNaxmI/AAAAAAAAB8U/gI4WftealAI/s320/IMG_6176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;April did the half! Go girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, the day before the race, I got a bib number from someone that injured themselves training. A DAY BEFORE! I only had 24 hours to mentally prepare&amp;nbsp;for 26.2 miles. I had lost it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IdlKu6jtBn0/Ty1kCH-vc5I/AAAAAAAAB8c/QYekj-Zr4fw/s1600/john26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IdlKu6jtBn0/Ty1kCH-vc5I/AAAAAAAAB8c/QYekj-Zr4fw/s400/john26.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our cheerleaders! Jen-Leon-Marianna.&amp;nbsp;Such funny signs!&amp;nbsp;All the runners loved them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not only did I have 1 day to mentally prepare for the race, I also did 2 other race no-no's. I ran in new shoes and new shorts! I honestly think I left my brain somewhere that week. The good news is that my new shoes were awesome and I did not get a single blister. My shorts were great too! I don't recommend anyone doing what I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HygR-lTxdBY/Ty1kdRgCXPI/AAAAAAAAB8k/qkILAdYCxpY/s1600/run26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HygR-lTxdBY/Ty1kdRgCXPI/AAAAAAAAB8k/qkILAdYCxpY/s320/run26.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At mile 10 and feeling great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At every mile I would reassess myself and see how I was. &amp;nbsp;If I felt bad at the split, I would just do the half. But I decided to complete the full with Kyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0lBwfxlJKSE/Ty1k0-Ezx5I/AAAAAAAAB8s/8Xz5Bf3M-ow/s1600/ok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0lBwfxlJKSE/Ty1k0-Ezx5I/AAAAAAAAB8s/8Xz5Bf3M-ow/s320/ok.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here comes Lauren and I at mile 17. I look ok here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvs5iyhn2tg/Ty1lNtrqJgI/AAAAAAAAB80/ZMBIa5cs4-g/s1600/okouch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvs5iyhn2tg/Ty1lNtrqJgI/AAAAAAAAB80/ZMBIa5cs4-g/s320/okouch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh but look at this picture. Not so good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Marianna lives at mile 17 and she&amp;nbsp;had cheering station for us. I even decided to go up to her house and use the bathroom. I ate something and went on my way. Kyle was a little ahead of me as Lauren and I decided to walk/run because we both were hurting at mile 14. I told Kyle to go on! I also felt VERY safe running with &lt;a href="http://kingfamilyfun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt; because she's a doctor! I had all my bases covered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PogjIb2B800/Ty1lY8bstYI/AAAAAAAAB88/Z4--gbqCUDg/s1600/cheer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PogjIb2B800/Ty1lY8bstYI/AAAAAAAAB88/Z4--gbqCUDg/s400/cheer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mile 17 cheerleaders were the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Around mile 18 Lauren and I saw Kyle walking. He joined us. He started to hurt. He knew he needed to slow down and save himself for the next 8 miles. So the 3 of us walked/ran. Mile 19 to mile 26.2 was miserable! I hated it. Then I saw a sign that said "you chose your pain, we didn't" and it was true. If I could only get through 8 more miles, I'd be done. But the kids that have cancer can't say that. They did not choose to have pain. That is the only thing that got me through it&amp;nbsp;because I was hurting. We started out at 11 minute mile pace&amp;nbsp;and ended up doing a 13 minute mile pace&amp;nbsp;because of the walking. But that does not matter. WE DID IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mvKNdPCaD4/Ty1mHch9pNI/AAAAAAAAB9E/qacuxRgCYdc/s1600/IMG_6179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mvKNdPCaD4/Ty1mHch9pNI/AAAAAAAAB9E/qacuxRgCYdc/s400/IMG_6179.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿YAY! We are the 1%. Our official time was 5 hours and 48 minutes. Our goal was to finish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yVNEtyLE6TM/Ty1n2DeaUHI/AAAAAAAAB9M/XuvaBVqc-9o/s1600/IMG_6180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yVNEtyLE6TM/Ty1n2DeaUHI/AAAAAAAAB9M/XuvaBVqc-9o/s320/IMG_6180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told Kyle that I will never do another marathon again. One and done. 1st and last. I think I know how it feels to be old and it's not pretty! But you never know what the future holds. I might eat my words. Congrats to us!﻿ Thanks to all our cheerleaders, including my in-laws!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTpACTrnKLU/Ty12WivVNAI/AAAAAAAAB9c/5Y9vjh2PA4w/s1600/Occupy_26point2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="362" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTpACTrnKLU/Ty12WivVNAI/AAAAAAAAB9c/5Y9vjh2PA4w/s400/Occupy_26point2.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;compared the pain I felt afterwards to the flu. I ached all over. I did not feel good lying down or standing up. I hurt either way. But the pain finally&amp;nbsp;subsided and Kyle and I even went to our friend Randi's Rum Ball fest that very night. It is doable! No pain, no gain right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-5649910625719574959?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5649910625719574959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-for-finance-occupy-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5649910625719574959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5649910625719574959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-for-finance-occupy-marathon.html' title='food for finance: occupy marathon'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5TRsm0BC_8/Ty119VAcIbI/AAAAAAAAB9U/oKylnwTCZSE/s72-c/DSC_0297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-3272803499543766483</id><published>2012-01-22T21:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:10:05.609-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angie&apos;s college'/><title type='text'>delta tour, basketball, football OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My last post was about &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-for-family-andapplebees.html"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt; and how I wanted Kyle to take me on a tour of his family land while we were in the area. So here it is "the to be continued" Thanksgiving trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYOR4zByw7I/Txt7TqP4c4I/AAAAAAAAB6E/xAQbVl4UlPo/s1600/IMG_6143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYOR4zByw7I/Txt7TqP4c4I/AAAAAAAAB6E/xAQbVl4UlPo/s320/IMG_6143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome to Thornton, Mississippi. Population: I don't know! I was all ready to see a town square. There is not one. I guess that is why it is called " touring farm land!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MoS1tFlrKM/Txt6fW81rTI/AAAAAAAAB50/uvyBmBE-jgs/s1600/IMG_6137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MoS1tFlrKM/Txt6fW81rTI/AAAAAAAAB50/uvyBmBE-jgs/s320/IMG_6137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where my mother-in-law grew up. It used to be a cotton farm. Now they lease it out&amp;nbsp;to corn farmers.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNQFyOFvvw0/Txt673Q4xoI/AAAAAAAAB58/qpbs_eGp7Ek/s1600/IMG_6140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNQFyOFvvw0/Txt673Q4xoI/AAAAAAAAB58/qpbs_eGp7Ek/s400/IMG_6140.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the tire swing in the back of Kyle's Mimi's old house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that&amp;nbsp;was it. Kyle said, I told you we'd be done touring in about 10 minutes.﻿ I had a good time and it was nice to see some family history!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we went north to Greenwood, MS. Home of where the movie &lt;em&gt;The Help&lt;/em&gt; was filmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qvyec-IYgE/Txt7o2ZyCPI/AAAAAAAAB6M/ldkv_UQ8ca0/s1600/IMG_6144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qvyec-IYgE/Txt7o2ZyCPI/AAAAAAAAB6M/ldkv_UQ8ca0/s320/IMG_6144.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, a town square! It is a&amp;nbsp;such cute downtown area. I'm sure there is farm land there too. Kyle showed me Mimi's "city home!" They spend so much time in the city, they needed a place to sleep! We had lunch at &lt;a href="http://crystalgrillms.com/"&gt;The Crystal Grill&lt;/a&gt;. It was one of Pappy's (Kyle's grandfather) favorites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After walking the streets of downtown Greenwood, we drove east to Starkville to complete our Mississippi tour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another game of the century was about to happen. That's right! The battle of the McCoys happened again. Read about the 1st battle &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/game-of-century.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Round TWO! Mississippi State vs UT-Martin basketball game! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qh2wbUUliJk/Txt8KtxguAI/AAAAAAAAB6U/dcrv4jU801E/s1600/IMG_6148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qh2wbUUliJk/Txt8KtxguAI/AAAAAAAAB6U/dcrv4jU801E/s400/IMG_6148.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to take a picture when the game was tied.﻿ It counts even though the game just started right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2drVIt5rWjc/Txt9LmGqE5I/AAAAAAAAB6k/O_hPEXHxjYI/s1600/IMG_6156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2drVIt5rWjc/Txt9LmGqE5I/AAAAAAAAB6k/O_hPEXHxjYI/s320/IMG_6156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys in action. &lt;br /&gt;I tried to count the UTM fans. I&amp;nbsp;counted all 6 of them. I think those 6 fans were parents of the players. ﻿But I sure did stick out like a sore thumb when UTM would make a basket&amp;nbsp;and I&amp;nbsp;stood up to cheer. I'm a true fan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xS0cOvPEtDs/TxuJzHL0PkI/AAAAAAAAB7s/0Rac_wtnbcU/s1600/IMG_6151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xS0cOvPEtDs/TxuJzHL0PkI/AAAAAAAAB7s/0Rac_wtnbcU/s320/IMG_6151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿To bad UT-Martin lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The very next day was the Egg Bowl. Ole Miss vs MSU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DqvZImveWg/Txt-C3jM-8I/AAAAAAAAB6s/uUAeGnxypH4/s1600/IMG_6159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DqvZImveWg/Txt-C3jM-8I/AAAAAAAAB6s/uUAeGnxypH4/s320/IMG_6159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah and Josh-the newlyweds.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTYFibodTwg/Txt-Yk1pnqI/AAAAAAAAB60/4u-XkAk9cZ4/s1600/IMG_6158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTYFibodTwg/Txt-Yk1pnqI/AAAAAAAAB60/4u-XkAk9cZ4/s320/IMG_6158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a game of football at the tailgate.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4WMb_2zc59g/Txt-qSVZ2tI/AAAAAAAAB68/C5FyU17xdsk/s1600/IMG_6160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4WMb_2zc59g/Txt-qSVZ2tI/AAAAAAAAB68/C5FyU17xdsk/s320/IMG_6160.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the hash tag. &lt;a href="http://www.business2community.com/social-media/mississippi-state-puts-hashtag-in-end-zone-097283"&gt;#hailstate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mississippi State was the 1st college to put a hash tag in the end zone&amp;nbsp;for people to tweet during the game. MSU made a social medial breakthrough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27MIS6_RMkg/Txt_4eA4MSI/AAAAAAAAB7M/H_MaC11Rw6s/s1600/IMG_6162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27MIS6_RMkg/Txt_4eA4MSI/AAAAAAAAB7M/H_MaC11Rw6s/s320/IMG_6162.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It rained, then it stopped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kgeagC7uSeI/TxuARxLlTHI/AAAAAAAAB7U/u11mnE9-t9I/s1600/IMG_6163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kgeagC7uSeI/TxuARxLlTHI/AAAAAAAAB7U/u11mnE9-t9I/s320/IMG_6163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it rained. But it was not a cold rain. So I was able to hang...until the end of the 1st quarter when my SIL Leah wanted to leave and go to BWW to watch the game in dry air.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NocQYFhovYo/TxuBCVoV9cI/AAAAAAAAB7c/qNEikx5Fppw/s1600/IMG_6164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NocQYFhovYo/TxuBCVoV9cI/AAAAAAAAB7c/qNEikx5Fppw/s320/IMG_6164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Leah saving us a parking spot at BWW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi State ended up winning the Egg bowl 31-3. They've won 3 years in a row and that has not happened since the 40s I think?! Needless to say, I was with a happy family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-3272803499543766483?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3272803499543766483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-last-post-was-about-thanksgiving-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3272803499543766483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3272803499543766483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-last-post-was-about-thanksgiving-and.html' title='delta tour, basketball, football OH MY!'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYOR4zByw7I/Txt7TqP4c4I/AAAAAAAAB6E/xAQbVl4UlPo/s72-c/IMG_6143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-2666486221222140639</id><published>2012-01-06T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:37:53.389-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>thankful for family and...applebee's?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was our year to do &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-holiday-season.html"&gt;McCoy thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt; at the deer camp in the deep delta of Mississippi. We can't make both so we switch each year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpO-nJyDTIQ/Twe59jLlRNI/AAAAAAAAB4k/uxtWJuz3sLY/s1600/IMG_6120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpO-nJyDTIQ/Twe59jLlRNI/AAAAAAAAB4k/uxtWJuz3sLY/s320/IMG_6120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MIL and Annlea﻿ (Kyle's cousins baby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5cMpO2ctE4/Twe6_uNkfmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/fKDll8LlqWQ/s1600/IMG_6121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5cMpO2ctE4/Twe6_uNkfmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/fKDll8LlqWQ/s320/IMG_6121.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The spread was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JXTSODwDYH4/Twe9diqPOMI/AAAAAAAAB48/XewcGFrC4B8/s1600/IMG_6122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JXTSODwDYH4/Twe9diqPOMI/AAAAAAAAB48/XewcGFrC4B8/s320/IMG_6122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mimi (Kyle's very funny grandmother) and Aunt Eloise (Kyle's great aunt)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OJdNl9QONU/Twe-0ePsaMI/AAAAAAAAB5E/ap5d-LfH3Do/s1600/IMG_6126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OJdNl9QONU/Twe-0ePsaMI/AAAAAAAAB5E/ap5d-LfH3Do/s320/IMG_6126.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 generations﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpbNAlSpRuc/Twe_qzRycuI/AAAAAAAAB5M/1WPs7bQbsOE/s1600/IMG_6128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpbNAlSpRuc/Twe_qzRycuI/AAAAAAAAB5M/1WPs7bQbsOE/s320/IMG_6128.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last spring was full of tornadoes. One passed by the deer camp.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMHU1XUvEdQ/TwfAtWzY2uI/AAAAAAAAB5U/XgOzcHolhbQ/s1600/IMG_6129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMHU1XUvEdQ/TwfAtWzY2uI/AAAAAAAAB5U/XgOzcHolhbQ/s320/IMG_6129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only a city girl would take this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After thanksgiving, we went to Jackson, MS to spend the night with Kyle's cousin since Mimi is now moved to a retirement home in Meridian. I wanted to take a tour of his family land in the Delta where Mimi lived and my MIL grew up. Our drive to Jackson was about 1 hr and 15 mins and about 15 mins from Jackson I had the best idea. I said "Kyle, why did we not stay at a Bed &amp;amp; Breakfast in Vicksburg or ﻿Greenwood? Then we wouldn't have to drive all the back tomorrow and you know I want to stay at a B &amp;amp; B in the Delta." Kyle said &amp;nbsp;"Angie that was a great idea....1 day ago." I was not on top of my game. A little too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then...we needed to eat dinner and wait for his cousin to get back from her in-laws. I just knew there would be at least 5 options for me to choose from. My pet peeve is eating at chain restaurants. So we drove around for about 15 mins and there was nothing open. I kept dwelling on my B &amp;amp; B idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hum2ZE0PyDg/TwfBpsZAe5I/AAAAAAAAB5c/aw6ImwyFax0/s1600/IMG_6133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hum2ZE0PyDg/TwfBpsZAe5I/AAAAAAAAB5c/aw6ImwyFax0/s400/IMG_6133.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eating good in the neighborhood﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿The chain of chain restaurants was the only place open. APPLEBEE'S! Really? Seriously? That place reminds me of the movie Talladega nights. So we made the most of it. We sat at the bar and had some salads. And I had a great time. It felt like I was at someones home. They were putting up the tree. Very nice people on a thanksgiving night. If you are ever feeling down about missing out on a great idea, go to Applebee's. It will make you have warm fuzzies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the time we were done eating, Kyle's cousin was home. Perfect timing. We hung out with her family and I tried to talk Kyle into going shopping at midnight while I slept (HA). I really wanted a Dyson and black Friday had great deals. He didn't go for&amp;nbsp;my idea (got shot down&amp;nbsp;twice that day)&amp;nbsp;so we utilized cyber Monday and now we are proud owners! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next post will be my delta tour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-2666486221222140639?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2666486221222140639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-for-family-andapplebees.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2666486221222140639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2666486221222140639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-for-family-andapplebees.html' title='thankful for family and...applebee&apos;s?'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpO-nJyDTIQ/Twe59jLlRNI/AAAAAAAAB4k/uxtWJuz3sLY/s72-c/IMG_6120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-4011156563940866440</id><published>2012-01-06T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T21:10:10.853-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>thankful for friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe my new years resolution needs to be to stay on top of blogging! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back to November...I love the fact that my friends do a "friends thanksgiving." Some of them are my friends&amp;nbsp;from college that are not from Memphis but ended up here. Some are work friends, bible study friends, Memphis friends...friends of all kinds. I am thankful that we take time to do this. Some of them have family far away but it is nice to know that they have a family right here in Memphis when they can't be near their loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffDyTjG7fqs/Twdbyn8eEaI/AAAAAAAAB28/aFusIeQPdmc/s1600/IMG_6109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffDyTjG7fqs/Twdbyn8eEaI/AAAAAAAAB28/aFusIeQPdmc/s320/IMG_6109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Betsy-Emily-Amanda-me﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OCXQw6JUwI/TwdiqEIMAHI/AAAAAAAAB3U/idMr6b4k5-A/s1600/IMG_6112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OCXQw6JUwI/TwdiqEIMAHI/AAAAAAAAB3U/idMr6b4k5-A/s320/IMG_6112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;April-Cindy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So...April's boyfriend Nathan pulled Kyle aside and told him he was going to propose to April on Thanksgiving day in front of her family. Kyle DID NOT tell me! I got a text from April on Thanksgiving night. I can't believe that boy didn't tell me. Don't married people share everything? Even secrets? Congrats April and Nathan! Too bad Kyle didn't think I could keep a secret for 4 days. I guess I understand why he didn't!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pr0AWSKVHaI/TwdrL9I5RDI/AAAAAAAAB3s/ZKc5tWoCWnk/s1600/IMG_6113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pr0AWSKVHaI/TwdrL9I5RDI/AAAAAAAAB3s/ZKc5tWoCWnk/s320/IMG_6113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mariana-Fergie-Jen-Shelly﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6uHg79Zcp0/TwdsKErI72I/AAAAAAAAB30/d5rUwn2nnOI/s1600/IMG_6115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6uHg79Zcp0/TwdsKErI72I/AAAAAAAAB30/d5rUwn2nnOI/s320/IMG_6115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deserts﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUxEglOSpUs/TwdvZu2wn2I/AAAAAAAAB4E/t3ICnra8qR4/s1600/IMG_6116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUxEglOSpUs/TwdvZu2wn2I/AAAAAAAAB4E/t3ICnra8qR4/s400/IMG_6116.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Cindy loves to make crazy faces. Can you pick her out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQoClLug19s/Twdyh5TX_VI/AAAAAAAAB4U/5LC_rDNYOLI/s1600/IMG_6118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQoClLug19s/Twdyh5TX_VI/AAAAAAAAB4U/5LC_rDNYOLI/s320/IMG_6118.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The secret keeper and me﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is why he didn't tell me. I met up with April the next day with a couple of friends to have lunch with our sorority sister who is expecting. Maybe he didn't want me to look like I knew something. He knows I keep good secrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4vzMA66uEI/TwdzyK9GRlI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Do1sJSzjLyo/s1600/IMG_6119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4vzMA66uEI/TwdzyK9GRlI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Do1sJSzjLyo/s320/IMG_6119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;me-Betsy-April-Shelly-Jennifer-Holly (and her baby bump)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very blessed to have such a wonderful Memphis friend family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-4011156563940866440?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4011156563940866440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-for-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4011156563940866440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4011156563940866440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-for-friends.html' title='thankful for friends'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffDyTjG7fqs/Twdbyn8eEaI/AAAAAAAAB28/aFusIeQPdmc/s72-c/IMG_6109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-8428422787357167456</id><published>2012-01-06T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:31:14.480-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWIGS'/><title type='text'>enchanted forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am a member of &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/search/label/TWIGS"&gt;TWIGS&lt;/a&gt;. We raise money for Le Bonheur Children's Hosptial. Every year, TWIGS hosts the &lt;a href="http://events.lebonheur.org/page.aspx?pid=370"&gt;Enchanted Forest&lt;/a&gt; at the Pink Palace. My department always decorates a tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeXEoWC2ki0/TwdMKF2cLLI/AAAAAAAAB20/K9iMwvV_c-E/s1600/Rachel+Ware%252C+Amanda+Smith%252C+Angie+McCoy+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeXEoWC2ki0/TwdMKF2cLLI/AAAAAAAAB20/K9iMwvV_c-E/s400/Rachel+Ware%252C+Amanda+Smith%252C+Angie+McCoy+1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel-Amanda-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our tree-we got 2nd place&amp;nbsp;in the&amp;nbsp;Le Bonheur category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YD6gxlZ4BVk/TwdJnsYFZuI/AAAAAAAAB2s/cQ2lb5nTzrc/s1600/IMG_6107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YD6gxlZ4BVk/TwdJnsYFZuI/AAAAAAAAB2s/cQ2lb5nTzrc/s200/IMG_6107.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In years past, we hosted a preview party where people bought tickets and viewed the forest before it opened. We decided against it this year and just had a reception for the donors. I was the bartender. And by bartender I mean I gave out sodas, beer, and wine. But I liked calling myself the bartender! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to all who came to the forest and supported Le Bonheur!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-8428422787357167456?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8428422787357167456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/enchanted-forest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8428422787357167456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8428422787357167456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/enchanted-forest.html' title='enchanted forest'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeXEoWC2ki0/TwdMKF2cLLI/AAAAAAAAB20/K9iMwvV_c-E/s72-c/Rachel+Ware%252C+Amanda+Smith%252C+Angie+McCoy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-2343387447637014454</id><published>2012-01-03T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:58:15.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: million mile joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you heard of the the guy who had 1 million miles on his Honda? Do you know how many zeros that is? 1,000,000!! I don't think he did it because he is a Dave Ramsey follower. I think he likes cars and wanted to see how far it would go. Mute the music on my page (bottom right) and watch his story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/svsUfBdvDGk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svsUfBdvDGk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svsUfBdvDGk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now watch this one. It is the parade Honda had for him when he hit 1,000,000 miles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/CF0L1YmcZIQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CF0L1YmcZIQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CF0L1YmcZIQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle and I are no where near 1 million miles on our cars...not even if you add them together. We both have 2002 SUVs which means our cars turn 10 years old this year. I have 146,000 miles and Kyle has 192,000 miles&amp;nbsp;on his. Joe has given us hope! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is our car plan: As you know, we are on the &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/home/"&gt;Dave Ramsey&lt;/a&gt; plan. We have &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;no debt&lt;/a&gt; but our house.&amp;nbsp;We are about 7 weeks away&amp;nbsp;from having our 6 month emergency fund completely funded (&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/search/label/food%20for%20finance"&gt;baby step 3&lt;/a&gt;). Before starting baby steps &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-4/"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-5/"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-6/"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;, we'll need to save for a car. So we will pause the plan and save for a car. Basically, do what we are doing now-just saving away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do we plan to pay cash for a car? Because&amp;nbsp;we don't want to have debt. Instead of us paying interest on a car payment, we'll pay our self a car payment and gain interest. Since we have no debt but our house, we can save for a car in no time! How awesome will it feel to buy a car with CASH!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will we buy a new car?&amp;nbsp;No, it is not in the budget. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/index.cfm?event=askdave/&amp;amp;intContentItemId=117977"&gt;Cars lose 70%&lt;/a&gt; of its value within the 1st 4 years (even&amp;nbsp;with the 0%&amp;nbsp;financing that is so so tempting).&amp;nbsp;Our "new" car will at least be 4 years old.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/media/flash/elearning/drive-free/player.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to see the full story of why we are doing this. Kyle and I are having&amp;nbsp;fun with getting out of debt! It is very empowering. I am thankful for a husband that shares the same goals as me. I'll be sure to update you when we get our "new" car. Until then, we'll celebrate that our cars are hitting the 10 year mark. Who knows, maybe we'll be million mile McCoys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-2343387447637014454?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2343387447637014454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/food-for-finance-million-mile-joe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2343387447637014454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2343387447637014454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/food-for-finance-million-mile-joe.html' title='food for finance: million mile joe'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7924866605840713754</id><published>2012-01-02T21:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:35:35.381-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working hard for the money'/><title type='text'>all work and no play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The week before Thanksgiving I went to Birmingham, AL with some work people for an early intervention conference. I really enjoy&amp;nbsp;going to conferences. It's easy to feel burnout at work so a conference is the cure to feel refreshed with new ideas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-luJK3kRm_nQ/TwJuu5j_oDI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Ojuo5thy6IM/s1600/IMG_6101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-luJK3kRm_nQ/TwJuu5j_oDI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Ojuo5thy6IM/s320/IMG_6101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Barbara Dooley was the keynote speaker. She is the wife of long time George football&amp;nbsp;coach Vince Dooley. Her son Derek Dooley coaches UT football.&amp;nbsp;I &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/game-of-century.html"&gt;blogged&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;earlier about Kyle's experience on the field at the UT-Martin vs Mississippi State football&amp;nbsp;game. I called him the Derek Dooley of MSU. Derek always wears orange pants and Kyle had his maroon pants on during his VIP game experience. In saying all this, I wanted to tell&amp;nbsp;Barbara that I am married to a &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/football-widow.html"&gt;football fanatic&lt;/a&gt; and I feel her pain. But I refrained! She was a great speaker. I could listen to her all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCa7EH2kygs/TwJv5m-qiqI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/plLwCyBFSoY/s1600/IMG_6104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCa7EH2kygs/TwJv5m-qiqI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/plLwCyBFSoY/s320/IMG_6104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are never silly! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7IJQLjvm6Q/TwJxJTJzbeI/AAAAAAAAB2k/AvHuTpD6kKo/s1600/IMG_6106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7IJQLjvm6Q/TwJxJTJzbeI/AAAAAAAAB2k/AvHuTpD6kKo/s320/IMG_6106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿The girls from work: Kerry-Ulanda-me-Jen-Camille&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I even got to see one of my old interns from back in my child life days! Now back to work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7924866605840713754?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7924866605840713754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-work-and-no-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7924866605840713754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7924866605840713754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-work-and-no-play.html' title='all work and no play'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-luJK3kRm_nQ/TwJuu5j_oDI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Ojuo5thy6IM/s72-c/IMG_6101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-360029593185153794</id><published>2011-12-31T22:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:42:12.926-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><title type='text'>pinterest party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now I've made &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-pinster.html"&gt;two&lt;/a&gt; things on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. My friend Shelly hosted a pinterest party. BYOC-bring your own crafts! We&amp;nbsp;met on a Saturday in November and made&amp;nbsp;the ideas we saw on pinterst.&amp;nbsp;I met Jen at Hobby Lobby&amp;nbsp;beforehand and bought the stuff to make my wreath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bvFUxqyFo3Q/Tv_YBEwGgcI/AAAAAAAAB04/pgoYH09sYpU/s1600/IMG_6088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bvFUxqyFo3Q/Tv_YBEwGgcI/AAAAAAAAB04/pgoYH09sYpU/s320/IMG_6088.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mariana and her burlap wreath in the making.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6CxVQW2BsI/Tv_ZVJY8oqI/AAAAAAAAB1E/m_fc6uGZV_o/s1600/IMG_6089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6CxVQW2BsI/Tv_ZVJY8oqI/AAAAAAAAB1E/m_fc6uGZV_o/s320/IMG_6089.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Shelly made 2 wreaths! She's super crafty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1nCwh7QwOI/Tv_dHdmVYtI/AAAAAAAAB1c/_DYRNz-PkZA/s1600/IMG_6090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1nCwh7QwOI/Tv_dHdmVYtI/AAAAAAAAB1c/_DYRNz-PkZA/s320/IMG_6090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mariana also decorated hair clips and Jen made a winter wreath.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf9qWIr_MfY/Tv_lcYzY74I/AAAAAAAAB2A/ZZt1aCcQaJc/s1600/IMG_6094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf9qWIr_MfY/Tv_lcYzY74I/AAAAAAAAB2A/ZZt1aCcQaJc/s400/IMG_6094.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Final products! We need to do it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was crafting all day, Kyle went to Starkville yet again to go to a football game. He was a &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/game-of-century.html"&gt;VIP&lt;/a&gt; AGAIN! He got VIP passes for the &lt;a href="http://www.msubulldogbash.org/"&gt;Bulldog bash&lt;/a&gt;. He got to see the Avett Brothers and Jake Owen from the VIP booth. So I guess he can get VIP passes without me. I thought I was the one who "knew" people. Guess not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-360029593185153794?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/360029593185153794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/pinterest-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/360029593185153794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/360029593185153794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/pinterest-party.html' title='pinterest party'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bvFUxqyFo3Q/Tv_YBEwGgcI/AAAAAAAAB04/pgoYH09sYpU/s72-c/IMG_6088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-4054783194242911613</id><published>2011-12-31T16:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:56:03.060-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>food for finance: resolutions-boomer style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BOOTCAMP FOR BOOMER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I think I have the cutest &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/ebony-and-ivory.html"&gt;dogs&lt;/a&gt; in the world!&amp;nbsp;They truly are &lt;strike&gt;man's&lt;/strike&gt; woman's best friend. Boomer has always been festively plump. He's just big boned. Min Pins are supposed to weigh anywhere from 8-12 pounds. My Boomer usually weighs in around the 19 pound range. Like I said, he is big boned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvyv66LI5DQ/TugL5-rRDnI/AAAAAAAABrg/l0HvNZzqZvk/s1600/IMG_6034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvyv66LI5DQ/TugL5-rRDnI/AAAAAAAABrg/l0HvNZzqZvk/s320/IMG_6034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Boomer in his winter sweater. Min Pins are cold blooded and need to keep warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took him for his yearly exam and he'd gained 2.5 pounds. Percentage wise, that is a lot for Boom. I was really worried because we don't feed him table food and we had not changed anything. His&amp;nbsp;treats consist of carrots.&amp;nbsp;The vet mentioned it could be his thyroid so I had that checked and it was not that. She then talked about prescription dog food. I said we'd start that once he finished his other light dog food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_PmOR3hzhCU/TugM2v24faI/AAAAAAAABro/rKvnCOYRjQw/s1600/IMG_6036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_PmOR3hzhCU/TugM2v24faI/AAAAAAAABro/rKvnCOYRjQw/s320/IMG_6036.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Boomer waiting for the vet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About 3 weeks later, I had to take Boomer in for an infection and he'd gained another 1.5 pounds! I was mortified! How could this&amp;nbsp;happen under my watch? Especially when Kyle and I are healthy people!! I talked to my vet about my concerns and she said "the good news is that you are not in denial about his weight." It was hilarious! She went on to say "some dog owners don't recognize their dog's weight problems." I felt like she was saying "I'm glad you know your dog is fat...that is the 1st step to recovery!"&amp;nbsp; She gave me a good pep talk about how to get my dog to lose weight. Like I didn't know HOW to do that. I wanted to say "lady, do you know WHO you're talking to here? I am the queen of helping people lose weight. Have you met my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1344872559"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;husband&lt;span id="goog_1344872560"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?"&amp;nbsp; Then I realized, my dog is fat and I have done nothing to help him. No wonder she gave me weight loss education. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We bought the expensive dog food and&amp;nbsp;started Boomer on his new life style change. He gets 1/4 c of food in the morning and 1/4 c of food at night with about 7 green beans. The vet said most dogs are over fed because the recommendations are based on dogs who are active. Most dogs lay on the couch all day and rarely exercise. In turn, they eat more food and the dog food companies make more money. So, if your dog is not walking 2 miles a day, feed them less than what the dog food bag says. It will&amp;nbsp;save you money and your dog some pounds. Better yet, walk them every day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Update: Kyle took Boomer in a week later for his check up for the infection and he'd lost 1.2 pounds! YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;We take him in for monthly weigh-ins. He is FOR REAL on&amp;nbsp;a plan. We don't play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Moral of this story: We learned that WE control what our dogs eat, how much exercise they get, etc. Take care of your furry kids. Don't be like us! When we got married, Boomer lost 3 pounds. We became complacent. We love our dogs and want them around for a long time!&amp;nbsp; Boomer started his resolution a couple of months early. Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-4054783194242911613?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4054783194242911613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/food-for-finance-resolutions-boomer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4054783194242911613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4054783194242911613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/food-for-finance-resolutions-boomer.html' title='food for finance: resolutions-boomer style'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvyv66LI5DQ/TugL5-rRDnI/AAAAAAAABrg/l0HvNZzqZvk/s72-c/IMG_6034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6608762276823174171</id><published>2011-12-27T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:01:22.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angie&apos;s college'/><title type='text'>THE game of the century</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The moment finally came! THE game of the century happened on November 5, 2011. I am not talking about the LSU vs Alabama game (Champ game round one played&amp;nbsp;at the&amp;nbsp;same time). I am talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.utm.edu/"&gt;University of Tennessee at Marin Skyhawks&lt;/a&gt; vs the Mississippi State University Bulldogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMOXhTmQOCs/TvpnMNV42FI/AAAAAAAAB0U/L5RtiYf63KA/s200/1318878366456831097_1_df5bf49c.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why was this game&amp;nbsp;such a big deal to me?&amp;nbsp; I married into a family that their life revolves around MSU sporting events. Kyle was brain washed to love MSU and go to school there so he did! His grandfather, mother, father, sister all went to MSU. I went to school at UT-Martin. BIG DEAL! Our schools met for a showdown! OHH YEAHHHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So in October of 2010, it was announced that MSU would play UT-Martin in football. I was a little excited to say the least. Ok-Ok, I was more than excited. I started emailing all my friends so that they could plan to come 13 months in advance! This was the 1st time these 2 teams had met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not all of my college friends could make it down to the game because one of our non UT-Martin friends was getting married. But some did come. I was sad to miss her wedding but was very excited about THE game I'd been looking forward to all year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday night we loaded up the Tahoe and went down to Starkville. My in-laws have a game house and were very sweet to let us stay there since they could not make the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26AhqOR0di8/TvoPZmPY0II/AAAAAAAABso/lxjhsXqDU20/s1600/IMG_6041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26AhqOR0di8/TvoPZmPY0II/AAAAAAAABso/lxjhsXqDU20/s320/IMG_6041.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait a minute...Mariana is buying MSU swag. Trader! She did not go to UTM or MSU&amp;nbsp;but decided to be a MSU fan. I forgave her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayR-hesKQqA/TvodJSMNRkI/AAAAAAAABw8/JS8QHY9i6mo/s1600/utm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayR-hesKQqA/TvodJSMNRkI/AAAAAAAABw8/JS8QHY9i6mo/s320/utm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle and Mariana making tailgate food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxpeSrf_Gb4/TvoPoW_cn8I/AAAAAAAABs0/ehQkPe3VQNU/s1600/IMG_6043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxpeSrf_Gb4/TvoPoW_cn8I/AAAAAAAABs0/ehQkPe3VQNU/s320/IMG_6043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me-Fergie-Kristy-Mariana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was a little disappointed that Fergie totally jumped ship and&amp;nbsp;was a&amp;nbsp;MSU fan. She got her undergrad and masters at UTM. A true trader!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Kristy for being a true Skyhawk fan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSXSITqYhPo/TvoP6o8FYuI/AAAAAAAABtA/0JWZ-GoQb-U/s1600/IMG_6047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSXSITqYhPo/TvoP6o8FYuI/AAAAAAAABtA/0JWZ-GoQb-U/s320/IMG_6047.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always wanted to say this: A house divided!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7YFV8Aez-4/TvoQLCRAyVI/AAAAAAAABtM/Zi4Wpn783Qs/s1600/IMG_6048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7YFV8Aez-4/TvoQLCRAyVI/AAAAAAAABtM/Zi4Wpn783Qs/s320/IMG_6048.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our master griller Kyle. He was in a house full of women for 2 days. He gets the prize for the most patient man!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cPYir8RCac/TvoeTd98o2I/AAAAAAAABxs/urFHcMPqBEI/s1600/utm2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cPYir8RCac/TvoeTd98o2I/AAAAAAAABxs/urFHcMPqBEI/s400/utm2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wait-now I see it.﻿ Another UTM graduate is being a trader. Kristy has on a bulldog sticker? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEOShzakkIQ/TvoepldnneI/AAAAAAAAByE/dNtCDNtzRm4/s1600/utm3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEOShzakkIQ/TvoepldnneI/AAAAAAAAByE/dNtCDNtzRm4/s400/utm3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿AND she has a cowbell?! Am I the only one here that is loyal to my Alma Mater?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M48g_Z9gO5k/TvoQadUD20I/AAAAAAAABtY/HdVRrVMEN5k/s1600/IMG_6049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M48g_Z9gO5k/TvoQadUD20I/AAAAAAAABtY/HdVRrVMEN5k/s320/IMG_6049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shame shame girls....Kyle took them to get cowbells. Breaks my heart. How could Kyle do this to me? The fallen angels. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7U449Y5kfJ0/TvoQrmnoowI/AAAAAAAABtk/wDJNQOn73M8/s1600/IMG_6051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7U449Y5kfJ0/TvoQrmnoowI/AAAAAAAABtk/wDJNQOn73M8/s320/IMG_6051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kajuanda! We work together. Since she graduated from MSU-I won't make fun of her shirt.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxi9pYVdMwA/TvoQ6mR__BI/AAAAAAAABtw/ZoTcO1z2iwA/s1600/IMG_6052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxi9pYVdMwA/TvoQ6mR__BI/AAAAAAAABtw/ZoTcO1z2iwA/s400/IMG_6052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Look what we have here.&amp;nbsp;6 UTM ADPIs!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Kristy is a guidance counselor at a school in Shelby County and 3 of her graduates are in school at UTM. And they are ADPIs! We had to pose for a sorority shot. I almost didn't let Fergie in the picture since she is a trader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhRkXjB-3uw/TvofxcHUASI/AAAAAAAABzY/PBTD7cHJEjo/s1600/utm5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhRkXjB-3uw/TvofxcHUASI/AAAAAAAABzY/PBTD7cHJEjo/s320/utm5.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found the&amp;nbsp;most school spirited student. "Pom pon" man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JM1E7TIvBng/Tvpne-fmVPI/AAAAAAAAB0g/WylW2eCktQw/s1600/utm6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JM1E7TIvBng/Tvpne-fmVPI/AAAAAAAAB0g/WylW2eCktQw/s320/utm6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mariana and I waiting for the DogWalk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up until now, this day was a big deal for me and a fun day for Kyle to see me so excited. But the day kept on getting better. You see, Shelly (in the picture below) is loyal UTM fan. It just so happens that her dad is the athletic director for UTM. Shelly called Kyle and offered him an all access pass for the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08DsVBySzqk/TvoRVvUS8II/AAAAAAAABt8/xBdyRMWgygM/s1600/IMG_6056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08DsVBySzqk/TvoRVvUS8II/AAAAAAAABt8/xBdyRMWgygM/s320/IMG_6056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True Skyhawk fan Shelly and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All access pass?! &amp;nbsp;My husband was the MOST excited person I'd ever seen.﻿ All access means he could get on the field during the game. He wanted to be in the stadium 60 minutes before the game started so he could just stand there in awe! He was so funny. He told me he wanted to jump up and down like a 5 year old but had to contain himself. I got to go on the field with him for about 5 minutes and I am so glad I did! I got some great photo shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro6D7HdzH4s/TvoVIduLwFI/AAAAAAAABuU/_V_8mQGBxvc/s1600/IMG_6059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro6D7HdzH4s/TvoVIduLwFI/AAAAAAAABuU/_V_8mQGBxvc/s400/IMG_6059.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfect Halloween picture: I pretended to be Erin Andrews and since Kyle had on maroon pants, I called him coach Kyle Kooley (knock off of Derek Dooley's orange pants).&amp;nbsp; Look at the player on the right warming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgVL629QRvY/TvoYiHCvl1I/AAAAAAAABvE/MbSNHkEYuew/s1600/IMG_6060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgVL629QRvY/TvoYiHCvl1I/AAAAAAAABvE/MbSNHkEYuew/s320/IMG_6060.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coach Kyle on the field&amp;nbsp;getting the team ready for the BIG game!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eP4Po5lllP4/TvoYxoaYtvI/AAAAAAAABvQ/hrhvJtNiIwQ/s1600/IMG_6061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eP4Po5lllP4/TvoYxoaYtvI/AAAAAAAABvQ/hrhvJtNiIwQ/s320/IMG_6061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looks like he belongs there.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9ioXVVjXGA/TvoZOksl68I/AAAAAAAABvc/EZ-8G4FAqyE/s1600/IMG_6072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9ioXVVjXGA/TvoZOksl68I/AAAAAAAABvc/EZ-8G4FAqyE/s320/IMG_6072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The real coach Dan Mullen. Kyle took my camera and went crazy with the pictures.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SONbv3KGPZw/TvoZhGhHj8I/AAAAAAAABvo/ijoEsABn_lQ/s1600/IMG_6076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SONbv3KGPZw/TvoZhGhHj8I/AAAAAAAABvo/ijoEsABn_lQ/s400/IMG_6076.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a treat. He is on the field and the game is the UTM game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIVIUQYsNH0/TvoZ0HXo6GI/AAAAAAAABv0/KZi-hD-FUsg/s1600/IMG_6078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIVIUQYsNH0/TvoZ0HXo6GI/AAAAAAAABv0/KZi-hD-FUsg/s320/IMG_6078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally met up with the girls to watch some football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYWdJZ1V9Nk/TvoaGXbgNEI/AAAAAAAABwA/Z0X6bj3R5FU/s1600/IMG_6083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYWdJZ1V9Nk/TvoaGXbgNEI/AAAAAAAABwA/Z0X6bj3R5FU/s320/IMG_6083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO SKYHAWKS! I am sure those girls are thrilled to be cheering at a SEC game. A bit different than the Skyhawk field back home. I know I would've been super excited since I am an old UTM pom pon girl myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle spent the whole 1st quarter on the field. He high-fived one of the running backs after a touch down. He ran up and down the field. He was at the goal line when the guys ran out. He took full advantage of his VIP pass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrWCKXOHo5Q/Tvp5ZQbG9JI/AAAAAAAAB0s/FhctNjTom4I/s1600/kyle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrWCKXOHo5Q/Tvp5ZQbG9JI/AAAAAAAAB0s/FhctNjTom4I/s400/kyle.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Where's Kyle? He is on the left (4th person) in his maroon pants. The picture came from the MSU football facebook page. Proof Kyle was a big-wig for a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle called me after the 1st quarter and told me I could get in the sky box with him to see the Danes (Shelly's family). On the way up to the sky box, he told me this was the 2nd most favorite day of his life. I said "2nd to marrying me right?" He said "of course!"&amp;nbsp; Then I said "you would've never had this day if you had never met me!" He then said "yes, that is why it is the 2nd most favorite day of my life!" HA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5if2vSEHy3w/TvoaUlGcA3I/AAAAAAAABwM/gZWlDVoYbmQ/s1600/IMG_6085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5if2vSEHy3w/TvoaUlGcA3I/AAAAAAAABwM/gZWlDVoYbmQ/s320/IMG_6085.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VIP'ing with the Danes!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd3FB1yZKaE/TvoalpBXMnI/AAAAAAAABwY/1LlRLvnZcik/s1600/IMG_6086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd3FB1yZKaE/TvoalpBXMnI/AAAAAAAABwY/1LlRLvnZcik/s320/IMG_6086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Ah, the life of a VIP is hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JCoiWxLquEM/Tvoa5HjObcI/AAAAAAAABwk/yN_yBRsZPZo/s1600/IMG_6087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JCoiWxLquEM/Tvoa5HjObcI/AAAAAAAABwk/yN_yBRsZPZo/s320/IMG_6087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿The Dane sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the whole time that the game would be a blow out. But it is all the school spirit that makes me happy. Kyle could not thank Mr.Dane enough for letting him come and hang out with the big "dogs"!! He still talks about what a great time he had and how he probably will never get a chance to do that again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I told Kyle: "I told you I was excited about the UTM vs MSU game. I KNOW people and get things done!!" (Like I knew this would happen!! HAHA). But hey, he'll remember THE game of the century for the rest of his life! You're welcome Kyle!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-6608762276823174171?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6608762276823174171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/game-of-century.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6608762276823174171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6608762276823174171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/game-of-century.html' title='THE game of the century'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMOXhTmQOCs/TvpnMNV42FI/AAAAAAAAB0U/L5RtiYf63KA/s72-c/1318878366456831097_1_df5bf49c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-4155497915732576945</id><published>2011-12-27T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:35:19.737-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls trip'/><title type='text'>girls night out &amp; basketball champ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To end my October festivities, Betsy invited us to the &lt;a href="http://www.jlmemphis.org/?nd=merry"&gt;Junior League Of Memphis Merry Marketplace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;girls night out. I was so proud-I bought a few Christmas gifts. It did feel a bit weird seeing Christmas stuff out in October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRse1FO2ja4/Tvn95XxntGI/AAAAAAAABsc/IrEK073ElSM/s1600/IMG_6040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRse1FO2ja4/Tvn95XxntGI/AAAAAAAABsc/IrEK073ElSM/s400/IMG_6040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shelly-Emily-Amanda-me-Steph-Betsy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That very weekend, Kyle went home to play in a high school&amp;nbsp;alumni ﻿basketball tournament that he helped organize. He was in the oldest group. The team he was on graduated&amp;nbsp;from 1999 to 2002. Guess who won? Kyle's team! He beat the boys that just graduated. I asked him what he won. He said pride. I recently just found out that Kyle was a pretty good basketball player back in the day. He was MVP of his district his senior year. I told him if I would've known that when I met him, maybe I would've married him sooner =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-4155497915732576945?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4155497915732576945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls-night-out-basketball-champ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4155497915732576945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4155497915732576945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls-night-out-basketball-champ.html' title='girls night out &amp; basketball champ'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRse1FO2ja4/Tvn95XxntGI/AAAAAAAABsc/IrEK073ElSM/s72-c/IMG_6040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-8506734267929435545</id><published>2011-12-26T22:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:41:11.865-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>famous runners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle trained for the full marathon. I decided to train with him in case I decided to be crazy and run&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;too.&amp;nbsp;In October, the Memphis Runners hosted the 2nd 10 miler of the &lt;a href="http://rrs.racesonline.com/"&gt;Road Race Series&lt;/a&gt;. Since Kyle and I have been running races, we always see those crazy runners who finish the race, then keep on running. Why would they do that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Kyle, they just ran 10 miles WITH hills and now they are running more. Are they crazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle: I want to be them one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you can't beat them, join them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since we were training for a full marathon, we needed to run 14 miles the day of the 10 mile race. So after the 10 mile run, we joined the crazies and ran 4 extra miles! YAY! It was so much fun to have people looking at us like we lost our minds! We were "those" people!!! And if you've ever been to Shelby Forest, then you know we were extra crazy for running the hills. But hey, we had to get our 14 mile run in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To reward ourselves and to make sure we did not pass out for lack of food, we ate brunch (if you want to call eating a hamburger at 10am brunch) at the &lt;a href="http://www.shelbyforestgeneralstore.com/"&gt;General Store&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_dwJTcDVuU/Tvk-8nWQrNI/AAAAAAAABr4/xJjHxpIwGHw/s1600/IMG_6037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_dwJTcDVuU/Tvk-8nWQrNI/AAAAAAAABr4/xJjHxpIwGHw/s320/IMG_6037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was good! The people&amp;nbsp;were&amp;nbsp;very friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_rqjLNal4k/Tvk_ShvrWuI/AAAAAAAABsE/wpZPyW2XAtc/s1600/IMG_6038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_rqjLNal4k/Tvk_ShvrWuI/AAAAAAAABsE/wpZPyW2XAtc/s320/IMG_6038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For all you foodies, they have a steak nite on Fridays and we plan to visit soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bks08J4TzWU/Tvk_mVt82uI/AAAAAAAABsQ/o6QsuiIl4ZU/s1600/homepage7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bks08J4TzWU/Tvk_mVt82uI/AAAAAAAABsQ/o6QsuiIl4ZU/s400/homepage7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I should also point out that the above picture was taken during our "extra miles." Oh it gets better. The very next week I had a friend tell me I was on the home page of the &lt;a href="http://memphisrunners.com/"&gt;Memphis Runners Track Club&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;website. Say what?? As of today (12/26/11) we are still on the slide show. We are the 7th picture that pops up. We were the&amp;nbsp;only picture&amp;nbsp;but we got moved because of updated ones&amp;nbsp;but still made the cut! HA! I am easily amused by things. Can you tell? I need to start charging for my running photos. I was also on the St. Jude Marathon home page (a very tiny me) and on posters! Who knew I'd be so famous?! Again, easily amused! Autographs will be signed upon request! On a serious note, I would've never imagined Kyle would be training for a FULL marathon when we got married. You need to read his weight loss &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-lbs.html"&gt;journey&lt;/a&gt;. It is an amazing story. And now he is training for fulls and on a running&amp;nbsp;website! You go Kyle! I'm so proud of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-8506734267929435545?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8506734267929435545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/famous-runners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8506734267929435545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8506734267929435545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/famous-runners.html' title='famous runners'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_dwJTcDVuU/Tvk-8nWQrNI/AAAAAAAABr4/xJjHxpIwGHw/s72-c/IMG_6037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-1504478755436202664</id><published>2011-12-24T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:10:18.147-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls trip'/><title type='text'>all the single ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In October, a bunch of my friends went to Nashville to celebrate Lisa's last few months as a single lady! We painted the town red! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I was the one who had to make a potty break on the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But what a fun gas station!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZVwtMPCxAw/TugCH6hKHPI/AAAAAAAABp4/IZV5DIZIiyM/s1600/IMG_6020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZVwtMPCxAw/TugCH6hKHPI/AAAAAAAABp4/IZV5DIZIiyM/s320/IMG_6020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They sold boats! I pick this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9_USEGUOOQ/TugGIfnf_TI/AAAAAAAABqQ/_7H-ZtdFH4A/s1600/boat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9_USEGUOOQ/TugGIfnf_TI/AAAAAAAABqQ/_7H-ZtdFH4A/s320/boat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kristy, me, and Shelly thinks someone needs to buy this for our lake trips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We finally got to Franklin and ate lunch at a cute little deli in the downtown area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtoPKk9ss_8/TugHridEJlI/AAAAAAAABqg/VhedB5T5_dk/s1600/franklin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtoPKk9ss_8/TugHridEJlI/AAAAAAAABqg/VhedB5T5_dk/s400/franklin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really like downtown Franklin. It is so very...suburbian meets singer meets hipster meets yuppie all in rolled in one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After visiting a shoe store, we tasted a little wine at &lt;a href="http://www.arringtonvineyards.com/"&gt;Arrington Vineyards&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6eQh7s8lQ0/TugEqem1lxI/AAAAAAAABqI/LAQAkw2_vxY/s1600/IMG_6033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6eQh7s8lQ0/TugEqem1lxI/AAAAAAAABqI/LAQAkw2_vxY/s400/IMG_6033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the hot air balloon on the left? That is something I want to do one day (hint hint Kyle!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C66GmitITR4/TugDJ3PZ9II/AAAAAAAABqA/HZKZN6UN1Y4/s1600/IMG_6025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C66GmitITR4/TugDJ3PZ9II/AAAAAAAABqA/HZKZN6UN1Y4/s320/IMG_6025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mariana and me hitching a ride on the golf cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHVT5Xt0se0/TugG2bkiHCI/AAAAAAAABqY/1TptiHatENs/s1600/cindy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHVT5Xt0se0/TugG2bkiHCI/AAAAAAAABqY/1TptiHatENs/s320/cindy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cindy lou who!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful fall day. They just had a wedding as we saw the bride walking around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2hsZMCPwKU/TugIxK03eqI/AAAAAAAABqo/RQ7eh_ozC9Q/s1600/wine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2hsZMCPwKU/TugIxK03eqI/AAAAAAAABqo/RQ7eh_ozC9Q/s320/wine.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cindy, Stephanie, Kristy, me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right when we were leaving, they started playing music. It was so packed. I told Kyle we have to go back, bring&amp;nbsp;a picnic,&amp;nbsp;and enjoy the ﻿scenery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next up: presents at the hotel.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z8ZgL2bmpOU/TugI9xard6I/AAAAAAAABqw/EtF2VYd5z_s/s1600/bridemaids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z8ZgL2bmpOU/TugI9xard6I/AAAAAAAABqw/EtF2VYd5z_s/s320/bridemaids.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How cute, the bridesmaids got the movie "Bridesmaids" for a gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Time to paint the town!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NHqdshqbFM/TugJS7QhyII/AAAAAAAABrA/mKIy8RPgl3A/s1600/notme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NHqdshqbFM/TugJS7QhyII/AAAAAAAABrA/mKIy8RPgl3A/s320/notme.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ate dinner downtown but I did not like what I had so I won't tell where we went. Look how happy Lisa is!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bvvFZKZBMbY/TugJd_Qv2NI/AAAAAAAABrI/XrVDLsozGEk/s1600/amanda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bvvFZKZBMbY/TugJd_Qv2NI/AAAAAAAABrI/XrVDLsozGEk/s320/amanda.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Amanda! My fellow child life specialist friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DACXQKsCECE/TugJJ3wGkFI/AAAAAAAABq4/ANqj6mBiNog/s1600/group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DACXQKsCECE/TugJJ3wGkFI/AAAAAAAABq4/ANqj6mBiNog/s320/group.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About to not enjoy my meal.﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2xSmqAXNqg/TugJkKMpQyI/AAAAAAAABrQ/OVj0gxgmrgM/s1600/lauren.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2xSmqAXNqg/TugJkKMpQyI/AAAAAAAABrQ/OVj0gxgmrgM/s320/lauren.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was SO happy my old flatmate Lauren showed up! I miss her!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did some dancing and let me just say, there are some strange cats that hang out in Nashville. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58uNKyy0e0Y/TugJwoVg70I/AAAAAAAABrY/tazv0QFfoJU/s1600/bull.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58uNKyy0e0Y/TugJwoVg70I/AAAAAAAABrY/tazv0QFfoJU/s320/bull.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He looks scary! I really wanted to see someone ride the bull but it never happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since we're an older crew, we didn't stay out late. So I guess we didn't paint the town...we just did a little touch up job.&amp;nbsp; More like we painted the trim. I am so happy for Lisa that she found someone who wants to share their life with her! She is a very special person and marriage is great! I highly recommend it-but only with the right person! Congrats Lisa! Can't wait to see who the next one is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-1504478755436202664?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1504478755436202664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-single-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1504478755436202664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1504478755436202664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-single-ladies.html' title='all the single ladies'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZVwtMPCxAw/TugCH6hKHPI/AAAAAAAABp4/IZV5DIZIiyM/s72-c/IMG_6020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-1022990084249657113</id><published>2011-12-13T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T19:29:54.616-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls trip'/><title type='text'>canton flea market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE flea market of all flea markets is the &lt;a href="http://www.cantonmsfleamarket.com/"&gt;Canton Flea Market&lt;/a&gt;! It is held the 2nd Thursday in October and May in Canton Mississippi. In October I trucked it south to check it out. On Wednesday I stayed with Kyle's cousin Meredith. We got up bright and early on Thursday to check out the goods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUFVPPrJegM/Ts5vvDnSxfI/AAAAAAAABpA/Vf0bFJjsCDA/s1600/IMG_6014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUFVPPrJegM/Ts5vvDnSxfI/AAAAAAAABpA/Vf0bFJjsCDA/s320/IMG_6014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is just one streets the market engulfs. And it looks small on here but it is so big! I should not have&amp;nbsp;even posted this because it makes it look so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kn7n2szXng/Ts5wfZJwLUI/AAAAAAAABpI/kz7Mrqm7MsQ/s1600/IMG_6015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kn7n2szXng/Ts5wfZJwLUI/AAAAAAAABpI/kz7Mrqm7MsQ/s320/IMG_6015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿I had the best time trying out the teas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I will bring Kyle and he can be my runner. Some of the women shopped with carts. But that really got on my nerves because it is so crowed, then all the sudden, I got hammered by a lady in her big cart. If you go... bring a runner, sunglasses, and shopping bags. No cart please. Flea market foul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother-in-law told me to eat a chicken on a stick. I didn't. I regret it. Next time I will! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the middle of reading &lt;em&gt;The Help &lt;/em&gt;when I went to the flea market so all these things popped in my head. I'm pretty corny and&amp;nbsp;tried to&amp;nbsp;imagine what it would be like&amp;nbsp;in 1962 when we parked in the big backyard of an old&amp;nbsp;southern home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXd4GEj0uw8/Ts5xsOw3-zI/AAAAAAAABpQ/gz60OVKZtx4/s1600/IMG_6018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXd4GEj0uw8/Ts5xsOw3-zI/AAAAAAAABpQ/gz60OVKZtx4/s320/IMG_6018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where I pictured&amp;nbsp;Skeeter living for all you &lt;em&gt;Help &lt;/em&gt;fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frB3JnecGlU/Ts5yvSOpW0I/AAAAAAAABpY/NNHrwJ3bpm4/s1600/IMG_6019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frB3JnecGlU/Ts5yvSOpW0I/AAAAAAAABpY/NNHrwJ3bpm4/s320/IMG_6019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We parked behind this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the market, I visited Mimi and Aunt Eloise then drove back home only to have a rock hit my windshield and crack it. BOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend going to the Canton Flea Market. And this is coming from a girl and really doesn't enjoy shopping so you know it must be good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-1022990084249657113?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1022990084249657113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/canton-flea-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1022990084249657113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1022990084249657113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/canton-flea-market.html' title='canton flea market'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUFVPPrJegM/Ts5vvDnSxfI/AAAAAAAABpA/Vf0bFJjsCDA/s72-c/IMG_6014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-5725247705267252010</id><published>2011-11-29T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T15:06:41.683-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>ribs and running</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In October, Kyle's BBQ team had their 1st cook off at the &lt;a href="http://www.arlingtonbbq.com/"&gt;Arlington BBQ festival&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-like-big-butts.html"&gt;They've&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;been practicing all summer and the time came to show off their smoking skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lsGREy6Y8/Tr_g7vRgT7I/AAAAAAAABmI/P6HV2YHPARs/s1600/IMG_5984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lsGREy6Y8/Tr_g7vRgT7I/AAAAAAAABmI/P6HV2YHPARs/s320/IMG_5984.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Greg, the team leader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2uLSlAQAKU/Tr_iQy_sUZI/AAAAAAAABmQ/eRd73ovaVlY/s1600/IMG_5986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2uLSlAQAKU/Tr_iQy_sUZI/AAAAAAAABmQ/eRd73ovaVlY/s320/IMG_5986.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Compared to the other grills/smokers, the Bluff City Bulldogs had a smaller set up. As their slogan said "it's not the size of your grill, but the taste of your meat." Boys, boys...you're so clever!﻿ Now get your mind out of the gutter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BxdZLlRfSI/Tr_kKbt2yrI/AAAAAAAABmY/0FWVRhUCc5A/s1600/IMG_5988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BxdZLlRfSI/Tr_kKbt2yrI/AAAAAAAABmY/0FWVRhUCc5A/s320/IMG_5988.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Steph-Jen-me-Jessica &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We showed up later on Friday to try the food. YUM! Jessica entered in the dessert contest. She made pumpkin cupcakes with cream cheese icing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnELmwAxI4Y/TtRb6MPIqCI/AAAAAAAABpg/ouX-_389-s4/s1600/DSC_0529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnELmwAxI4Y/TtRb6MPIqCI/AAAAAAAABpg/ouX-_389-s4/s320/DSC_0529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys eating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JenkNe-zRKQ/Tr_lhduzj1I/AAAAAAAABmg/P8UKN4EqcJ0/s1600/IMG_5989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JenkNe-zRKQ/Tr_lhduzj1I/AAAAAAAABmg/P8UKN4EqcJ0/s320/IMG_5989.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys also entered in the seafood contest. Salmon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXz5VXHTedM/TsAnx07666I/AAAAAAAABm4/Icf0ZUxJTqA/s1600/IMG_5990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXz5VXHTedM/TsAnx07666I/AAAAAAAABm4/Icf0ZUxJTqA/s320/IMG_5990.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the smell of a man gilling! It is one of my favorites! Kyle had been smoking ribs and a boston butt&amp;nbsp;all day (since 7am). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UgjHRq4-pxE/TtRdKvCi0QI/AAAAAAAABpo/jjd51DOjdzM/s1600/DSC_0532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UgjHRq4-pxE/TtRdKvCi0QI/AAAAAAAABpo/jjd51DOjdzM/s320/DSC_0532.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The layout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZBZyAPZd7I/TsA0UDYERoI/AAAAAAAABnI/8SPg6WrCfJk/s1600/IMG_5992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZBZyAPZd7I/TsA0UDYERoI/AAAAAAAABnI/8SPg6WrCfJk/s320/IMG_5992.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls after eating some food!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezf4zsU1pYM/TsA5eoStR_I/AAAAAAAABnY/FzgLHcRQu-w/s1600/IMG_5999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezf4zsU1pYM/TsA5eoStR_I/AAAAAAAABnY/FzgLHcRQu-w/s320/IMG_5999.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿The&amp;nbsp;atmosphere was fun. The air was full&amp;nbsp;of smells&amp;nbsp;that reminded me&amp;nbsp;of the Memphis in May BBQ contest.&amp;nbsp;We went for a walk and happened upon a band jamming out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zjYcxPAznY/Ts28LISgSUI/AAAAAAAABnw/zOFggoSPmjw/s1600/IMG_6000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zjYcxPAznY/Ts28LISgSUI/AAAAAAAABnw/zOFggoSPmjw/s400/IMG_6000.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Twin Soul was playing 80s music.&amp;nbsp;GREAT people watching event! We rocked out to &lt;em&gt;Def Lepord!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle stayed the night in a camper while I went home. I take that back. Kyle stayed up with Greg to smoke a boston butt and I went to rest up for the &lt;a href="http://www.pumpkinrun.org/faf/home/default.asp?ievent=477672"&gt;Le Bonheur 5k pumpkin run&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14z-U-QgAv8/Ts29K3zgFKI/AAAAAAAABn4/88-z7gSUEOU/s1600/IMG_6004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14z-U-QgAv8/Ts29K3zgFKI/AAAAAAAABn4/88-z7gSUEOU/s400/IMG_6004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our divsion team: Takin' It To the Streets! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up bright and early on Saturday&amp;nbsp;to burn off some calories and run for a good cause. It was my 2nd best time, just a little over 28 minutes. We had a great turn out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the run, I headed back out to the BBQ contest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JB9aFYndPJg/Ts5iu9tRN4I/AAAAAAAABoQ/oosVZhsXrLQ/s1600/IMG_6007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JB9aFYndPJg/Ts5iu9tRN4I/AAAAAAAABoQ/oosVZhsXrLQ/s320/IMG_6007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhhh yeah. The ribs looked amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SWhAMdZP5UQ/Ts5jQIjlC5I/AAAAAAAABoY/evzjRuft74I/s1600/IMG_6009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SWhAMdZP5UQ/Ts5jQIjlC5I/AAAAAAAABoY/evzjRuft74I/s400/IMG_6009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking good guys. So proud of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnckWr-_LvQ/Ts5j8Llmo0I/AAAAAAAABog/cE3OuLvXsgo/s1600/IMG_6010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnckWr-_LvQ/Ts5j8Llmo0I/AAAAAAAABog/cE3OuLvXsgo/s320/IMG_6010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The long walk to the judges table. All the hard work is about be up to someone's taste buds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SGLKEVhrtU/Ts5qR1JSO4I/AAAAAAAABow/eUpSkUJsMXM/s1600/IMG_6012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SGLKEVhrtU/Ts5qR1JSO4I/AAAAAAAABow/eUpSkUJsMXM/s320/IMG_6012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the judge's table.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmMzpYW6z5U/Ts5t2fsmgZI/AAAAAAAABo4/Le8fuQNUrYo/s1600/IMG_6013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmMzpYW6z5U/Ts5t2fsmgZI/AAAAAAAABo4/Le8fuQNUrYo/s400/IMG_6013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿the team: Chris, Greg, Kyle, Clay&lt;br /&gt;the results: good news, they did not get last place! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dessert: 8 out of 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;seafood: 5 out of 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ribs (patio porkers-rookies): 15 out of 18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The guys did great and most of all, they had the besttime. Can't wait for the next one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGaknhLygmY/TtRfDENjFHI/AAAAAAAABpw/39RlQwcyyv0/s1600/315829_945128413186_26501525_39929459_1250751654_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGaknhLygmY/TtRfDENjFHI/AAAAAAAABpw/39RlQwcyyv0/s320/315829_945128413186_26501525_39929459_1250751654_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Kyle only slept 1 hour on Friday night, he was not rested for the Road Race 10 miler on Sunday morning. So I ran in his place with Lauren! It was a beautiful run through Shelby Forest. It was early, but fun! A great way to start the day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-5725247705267252010?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5725247705267252010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/ribs-and-running.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5725247705267252010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5725247705267252010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/ribs-and-running.html' title='ribs and running'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lsGREy6Y8/Tr_g7vRgT7I/AAAAAAAABmI/P6HV2YHPARs/s72-c/IMG_5984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-4157659118698776420</id><published>2011-11-09T22:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T09:49:48.816-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>fall showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our last night in September was spent at the &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-it-levitt.html"&gt;Levitt Shell&lt;/a&gt;. We love going to the shell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To recap: free show, outdoors, great music, fall time=awesome date night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOnjbWMoYsw/TrtFOApBxWI/AAAAAAAABlI/A5KAiAD4TgM/s1600/IMG_5968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOnjbWMoYsw/TrtFOApBxWI/AAAAAAAABlI/A5KAiAD4TgM/s320/IMG_5968.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We tried real hard to get the band in the picture.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPKsiOOd2Ow/TrtGJNug2CI/AAAAAAAABlQ/aqGUHYKR1S0/s1600/IMG_5980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPKsiOOd2Ow/TrtGJNug2CI/AAAAAAAABlQ/aqGUHYKR1S0/s320/IMG_5980.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thealternateroutes.com/"&gt;The Alternate Routes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;played that night. The famous member of the band is the battered yellow toolbox that&amp;nbsp;one of the band member&amp;nbsp;plays.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;First time I've heard that before and it sounded great. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally October is here. One of favorite months. It is the month I got engaged! Speaking of being engaged, my friend Lisa did and I went to one of her showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TYj1F7bB3PA/TrtGnA2wUpI/AAAAAAAABlY/vMwGJBiJQaw/s1600/shower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TYj1F7bB3PA/TrtGnA2wUpI/AAAAAAAABlY/vMwGJBiJQaw/s400/shower.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's in the middle. So excited for her.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;made my&amp;nbsp;very first&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-pinster.html"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;craft﻿ for her gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-enrWNHkyk/TrtGtFIl6pI/AAAAAAAABlg/zLjMn2AJ8Os/s1600/crazyshower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-enrWNHkyk/TrtGtFIl6pI/AAAAAAAABlg/zLjMn2AJ8Os/s320/crazyshower.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the shower, I went to my parents house where I walked into this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQkDDcBCHLk/TrtLE6HagGI/AAAAAAAABmA/0omCgERxRZE/s1600/keg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQkDDcBCHLk/TrtLE6HagGI/AAAAAAAABmA/0omCgERxRZE/s320/keg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Kyle was grilling some burgers on the famous keg grill. If you grew up with me, then you know all about the grill! It&amp;nbsp;has fed many of my friends. Mom tells me I had a habit of inviting people over all&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the time&amp;nbsp;to eat! I did! It was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-4157659118698776420?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4157659118698776420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-showers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4157659118698776420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4157659118698776420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-showers.html' title='fall showers'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOnjbWMoYsw/TrtFOApBxWI/AAAAAAAABlI/A5KAiAD4TgM/s72-c/IMG_5968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-404028542334390829</id><published>2011-11-07T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:28:13.148-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><title type='text'>i'm a PINster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...not to be confused with a gangster! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you who don't know what &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is, it is crack for those of us who have a hard time being creative. Well, that is what it is for me. There is something for everyone on pinterst. It is a world&amp;nbsp;full of endless ideas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pH5MJmF3fZA/Tribk12EpDI/AAAAAAAABk4/rqnh1W3Ysu8/s1600/pinterest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pH5MJmF3fZA/Tribk12EpDI/AAAAAAAABk4/rqnh1W3Ysu8/s1600/pinterest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've been pinning for a while. Yes, it can be addicting. But I have managed make some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NT9KeR0754M/Tricf0-cAjI/AAAAAAAABlA/q_4A0q6ZP7I/s1600/IMG_5957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NT9KeR0754M/Tricf0-cAjI/AAAAAAAABlA/q_4A0q6ZP7I/s320/IMG_5957.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made this &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/81064862012179093/"&gt;wedding invitation ornament﻿&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my friend as a wedding gift. I can tell you this. I would not have come up with this cute, easy to make, frugal idea on my on. It was a hit at the shower! Now that I'm a PINster, I am the crafty, artsy girl I always wanted to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-404028542334390829?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/404028542334390829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-pinster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/404028542334390829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/404028542334390829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-pinster.html' title='i&apos;m a PINster'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pH5MJmF3fZA/Tribk12EpDI/AAAAAAAABk4/rqnh1W3Ysu8/s72-c/pinterest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-5668564229180902390</id><published>2011-11-01T20:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:03:12.649-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>food for finance: run like a mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxvZat76bzk/TrCkUTA_GRI/AAAAAAAABkw/qUX6siB-j4k/s1600/marathonbaby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxvZat76bzk/TrCkUTA_GRI/AAAAAAAABkw/qUX6siB-j4k/s320/marathonbaby.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber Miller runs a marathon while almost 39 weeks pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stole this title from a book I'm reading. However, did you hear about the 27 year old lady who completed the &lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/chicago/story/_/id/7084374/oh-baby-woman-runs-chicago-marathon-gives-birth"&gt;Chicago marathon&lt;/a&gt; while pregnant..38 weeks and 5 days pregnant??! Then went to the hospital to give birth to a healthy baby girl! Well, this was&amp;nbsp;her 2nd time to complete a marathon while pregnant. She ran one in May while 17 weeks. So really she ran 2 marathons while pregnant with her baby girl. The sweetest thing I read was that her husband &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2047560/Pregnant-Amber-Miller-runs-Chicago-Marathon-hours-giving-birth.html"&gt;ran/walked&lt;/a&gt; it with her, every step of the way! Of course she was a runner before (8 marathons under her belt) and was in shape while she trained and ran the race. She finished 3 hours slower than her&amp;nbsp;personal record&amp;nbsp;but that is understandable! &lt;a href="http://abclocal.go.com/wls/video?id=8385799"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is the t.v. clip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-lbs.html"&gt;Kyle&lt;/a&gt; is training for&amp;nbsp;the St. Jude marathon so I decided to train with him even though I did not sign up. I have no desire to run one.&amp;nbsp;I know that sounds&amp;nbsp;really strange since I'm training with him. It gets lonely running for over 3 hours by yourself.&amp;nbsp;But we're only up to 16 miles. If I do the math, I'd still have 10.2 miles&amp;nbsp;left. And that is still a long way to go. I told him I'd see how I&amp;nbsp;felt about signing up&amp;nbsp;after I ran his 20 mile&amp;nbsp;run with him.&amp;nbsp;Then I looked it up today and the marathon he is running is capped out. So if I decide to do it, and you know someone who signed up and doesn't want to run, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to reflect. Who would've thought &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/fit-happens.html"&gt;Kyle&lt;/a&gt; would be training for a marathon when just 3 1/2 short years ago he was 60 lbs heavier and swore he'd never run a half marathon! Never say never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really have NO idea how the pregnant lady completed the marathon!! 2 times!!! She gets the cool award in my book. What a way to go into labor and not get induced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-5668564229180902390?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5668564229180902390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-like-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5668564229180902390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5668564229180902390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-like-mother.html' title='food for finance: run like a mother'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxvZat76bzk/TrCkUTA_GRI/AAAAAAAABkw/qUX6siB-j4k/s72-c/marathonbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-3546411008632515890</id><published>2011-10-30T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:12:44.668-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>kaught in the kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle and I agree on a clean kitchen. When I say clean, I mean no dishes can be left in the sink. We take the extra 3 seconds and put the dish in the dishwasher. Simple.&amp;nbsp;We are by no means neat freaks. Our baker's rack gets dusty, our table collects all the junk mail, etc. I am on a&amp;nbsp;mission to find a solution for that! Ideas anyone? We were doing great at the beginning of the year. We had check list of chores to do each day so we would not have to spend all weekend cleaning. Well, that lasted until May when the sheet ran out. Oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqLB82JxuB0/Tq4LKN2iCAI/AAAAAAAABko/KZB6XAEcDXs/s1600/IMG_5956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqLB82JxuB0/Tq4LKN2iCAI/AAAAAAAABko/KZB6XAEcDXs/s320/IMG_5956.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we're trying to get back on track! Kyle made us a new check list to last until the end of the year. ﻿Kyle started it off right and deep cleaned the fridge. He loves doing that. And I love that he loves to do it too! This is why he is my &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/toilet-paper-husband.html"&gt;toilet paper husband&lt;/a&gt;! Let the cleaning begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-3546411008632515890?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3546411008632515890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/kaught-in-kitchen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3546411008632515890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3546411008632515890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/kaught-in-kitchen.html' title='kaught in the kitchen'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqLB82JxuB0/Tq4LKN2iCAI/AAAAAAAABko/KZB6XAEcDXs/s72-c/IMG_5956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-2296802322045091926</id><published>2011-10-30T20:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T20:35:01.348-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>september in starkville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I felt like I didn't see Kyle much in September. With his &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-finance-tj-and-his-dj.html"&gt;part time job&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 nights a week and me being a &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/football-widow.html"&gt;football widow&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at times, we have to make the most out of our time together. Oh it gets better. &amp;nbsp;He went to Dallas for&amp;nbsp;3 days (Sept 21-23). So on Tuesday night&amp;nbsp;he had trivia (part-time job), early Wednesday morning&amp;nbsp;he flew to Dallas, Friday at 11pm he got back. Then early Saturday we left for Starville for some football or as I call it tailgating and eating lots of food. I'm tired again from typing that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww2XaxiNhP4/Tq381le1yiI/AAAAAAAABkQ/b0G7s_ypx8E/s1600/IMG_5954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww2XaxiNhP4/Tq381le1yiI/AAAAAAAABkQ/b0G7s_ypx8E/s320/IMG_5954.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my 1st home game of the season. Louisiana Tech played Mississippi State and they barley won...in over time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8HydhlF9Rak/Tq39oi-mJNI/AAAAAAAABkY/m_2wGiAOvfM/s1600/IMG_5955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8HydhlF9Rak/Tq39oi-mJNI/AAAAAAAABkY/m_2wGiAOvfM/s320/IMG_5955.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryan and Kyle (and coach Dan in the middle﻿). College roommates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stayed the night in Starkville and ate breakfast at &lt;a href="http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/211/1070373/restaurant/Mississippi/City-Bagel-Cafe-Starkville"&gt;City Bagel&lt;/a&gt;. It is a quaint spot in Starville and they serve some mean bagels. Yummy! Then we drove home and cooked out with my parents. Finally, I got to see my hubby all weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-2296802322045091926?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2296802322045091926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/september-in-starkville.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2296802322045091926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2296802322045091926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/september-in-starkville.html' title='september in starkville'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww2XaxiNhP4/Tq381le1yiI/AAAAAAAABkQ/b0G7s_ypx8E/s72-c/IMG_5954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-5694643128428707473</id><published>2011-10-28T23:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:13:20.046-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>the september saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason, September was such a busy month for us! Kyle went down to Starkville for the Mississippi State vs Louisiana State football game on Thursday (the weekend of Sept 16). Of course I have no pictures from the game! He took off on Friday since it was a Thursday night&amp;nbsp;game. On Friday, he went to his hometown to his high school homecoming football game to see some old friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I stayed in town because I had big plans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday, I parked my jeep at work and I saw this piece of sod at a parking meter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNzRsCGsVDw/Tqt1TlpOGWI/AAAAAAAABis/hR6Gc83uX34/s320/IMG_5940.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was really confused. Why were they sodding the concrete? That makes no sense. Do these men not know that you need to have dirt to grow grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_AS60UpoFA/Tqt0NVlyRZI/AAAAAAAABiM/CSwMzf4LpuI/s1600/IMG_5935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_AS60UpoFA/Tqt0NVlyRZI/AAAAAAAABiM/CSwMzf4LpuI/s320/IMG_5935.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, it was &lt;a href="http://parkingday.org/"&gt;Park(ing) Day!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who knew?! Basically it is a day where parking meters are turned into temporary parks. It was fun to watch the parks construct from my window all morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZERR8GQXvU/Tqt0k1Zei4I/AAAAAAAABiU/60xu2hNwsV4/s1600/IMG_5937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZERR8GQXvU/Tqt0k1Zei4I/AAAAAAAABiU/60xu2hNwsV4/s320/IMG_5937.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jen and I walked around and saw some of the parks. Look--a bison in the street! You know&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.shelbyfarmspark.org/sfpc/front"&gt;Shelby Farms&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;had to have a parking spot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--te532d0xJE/Tqt00Yes8HI/AAAAAAAABic/UoSlO3jfZSE/s1600/IMG_5938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--te532d0xJE/Tqt00Yes8HI/AAAAAAAABic/UoSlO3jfZSE/s320/IMG_5938.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to go camping at &lt;a href="http://www.mudisland.com/"&gt;mud island&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWe2oZSJO-8/Tqt0_WqZSQI/AAAAAAAABik/xEZm4K4s0To/s1600/IMG_5939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWe2oZSJO-8/Tqt0_WqZSQI/AAAAAAAABik/xEZm4K4s0To/s320/IMG_5939.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not sure what this was but they took old tires and made them into see-saws. All my UT-Martin ADPi's...this reminds me of teeter-totter!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3kv9pbjlTs/Tqt1hSdSpDI/AAAAAAAABi0/dlYH0lGQ_GU/s1600/IMG_5941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3kv9pbjlTs/Tqt1hSdSpDI/AAAAAAAABi0/dlYH0lGQ_GU/s400/IMG_5941.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://memphisrollerderby.com/"&gt;Memphis Roller Derby&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was right under my window. We didn't get to look at all the parks but next year I hope to spend more time at them. And not get caught off guard by men laying sod at a meter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, Jen and I went to Harbor town for mani/pedis for my belated birthday present!&amp;nbsp;Very relaxing! Thanks Jen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday was the annual &lt;a href="http://www.womenrunwalkmemphis.racesonline.com/"&gt;Women run/walk&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;5k hosted by the &lt;a href="http://www.memphisrunners.com/"&gt;Memphis Runners Track Club&lt;/a&gt;. It is a 10 week program&amp;nbsp;for beginner walkers to advanced runners. I did the advance class with Danielle, my director at work. Also, my manager Sheila completed the walk along with our other manager Jill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxeQHJlmN2U/Tqt1vLN-QTI/AAAAAAAABi8/OpKJxR8KE1g/s1600/5k.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxeQHJlmN2U/Tqt1vLN-QTI/AAAAAAAABi8/OpKJxR8KE1g/s320/5k.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Camille-Sheila-Danielle-Jill-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Danielle had a PR&amp;nbsp;(personal record) and won 2nd in her age group for the runners. Jill won 2nd in her age group for the walkers! Sheila completed her 1st 5k. Good job girls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lS0oYATdRaE/Tqt2DkFdZxI/AAAAAAAABjE/l90QRba5UUo/s1600/IMG_5947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lS0oYATdRaE/Tqt2DkFdZxI/AAAAAAAABjE/l90QRba5UUo/s320/IMG_5947.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April and I before the race! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is such an encouraging program to be a part of. I highly recommend you do this if you live in Memphis! It is held the same time every year. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdpOy-QRDsg/Tqt2P164X2I/AAAAAAAABjM/aDgZNs6CHoI/s1600/IMG_5952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdpOy-QRDsg/Tqt2P164X2I/AAAAAAAABjM/aDgZNs6CHoI/s400/IMG_5952.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cindy-Krista-Amanda-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Then I joined some of my bible study girls and hung out at the &lt;a href="http://www.cooperyoungfestival.com/"&gt;Cooper Young Festival&lt;/a&gt;. Don't you love our cool sun glasses thanks to Comcast?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had such a fun, busy weekend. I think my favorite part was the 5k. All the women that completed the 5k&amp;nbsp;reached a goal. Whether it was to finish or to beat their previous time. I love to see people do more than they think they can do. There&amp;nbsp;were women of all shapes and sizes and all different paces. We supported each other to keep it up and get healthy! We&amp;nbsp;did it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-5694643128428707473?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5694643128428707473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/september-saga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5694643128428707473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5694643128428707473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/september-saga.html' title='the september saga'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNzRsCGsVDw/Tqt1TlpOGWI/AAAAAAAABis/hR6Gc83uX34/s72-c/IMG_5940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7781728497593771443</id><published>2011-10-23T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T17:11:14.248-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>football widow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The 2nd weekend in September Kyle got last minute tickets to see Mississippi State play at Auburn.&amp;nbsp;Kyle and his friend Jeff drove to Rosewell (outside Altanta) to stay with &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/millions-of-peaches-peaches-for-me.html"&gt;Tony&lt;/a&gt; (a family friend).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And of course, the boys did not get any pictures together. How can I blog about&amp;nbsp;the guys trip? With no pictures?!&amp;nbsp;Kyle-next time you must do better!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUIgaY_Vhfk/TqTNYP8GYQI/AAAAAAAABg0/stcTv-ghRvc/s1600/auburn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUIgaY_Vhfk/TqTNYP8GYQI/AAAAAAAABg0/stcTv-ghRvc/s320/auburn.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did get a picture. He wanted me to see what great seats they had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Question-what was your favorite memory of your trip?&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle-"the war eagle smashed into the sky box. I think he got confused and saw his reflection and BAM! It is an Auburn tradition to have the eagle fly around the stadium before the game. He is ok, but I really felt bad for the poor guy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle-"I also&amp;nbsp;enjoyed my breakfast I had at the Mancuso Bed and Breakfast. (we call Tony's house that!) It was so good-real bacon and an omelet biscuit."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W64Q4ztKJaE/TqTSNPh4ydI/AAAAAAAABg8/uxTS-iLBa8Y/s1600/football.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W64Q4ztKJaE/TqTSNPh4ydI/AAAAAAAABg8/uxTS-iLBa8Y/s1600/football.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I call myself a football widow. But it is really not that bad. I really enjoy going to the games, mostly to eat at the tailgates. The food is amazing! I could have a husband who loves to hunt and I surely would not be going with Kyle to do that. There is no food at the&amp;nbsp;deer stand and no talking. I would not survive! So I am thankful for his love of football and that it is such a family event. ﻿We get to see his family&amp;nbsp;AND eat. What more could I ask for? I am glad I enjoy his past time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had great weekend myself-my parents and I went to the Drive-In! Brings back memories of when I was a kid! Then I ran a 10k. Fun times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7781728497593771443?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7781728497593771443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/football-widow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7781728497593771443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7781728497593771443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/football-widow.html' title='football widow'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUIgaY_Vhfk/TqTNYP8GYQI/AAAAAAAABg0/stcTv-ghRvc/s72-c/auburn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-4563003441484585537</id><published>2011-10-11T20:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:44:26.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls trip'/><title type='text'>georgia girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My office mate, April, invited Jen and I down to her parents new lake house in Georgia Labor Day weekend. We had a great girls trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day 1: we relaxed and relaxed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2: We relaxed and layed out. Later that night, we had a great meal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmeC_h8rHF0/TpOnflLlulI/AAAAAAAABfg/g-Gs2WaccYw/s1600/IMG_5904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmeC_h8rHF0/TpOnflLlulI/AAAAAAAABfg/g-Gs2WaccYw/s320/IMG_5904.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jen is an amazing cook and April's parents have THE perfect kitchen! Jen was in heaven.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJQve8YF1hs/TpOnlI1DH7I/AAAAAAAABfo/uuKjdIm-w44/s1600/IMG_5905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJQve8YF1hs/TpOnlI1DH7I/AAAAAAAABfo/uuKjdIm-w44/s320/IMG_5905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W﻿hile Jen cooked, I hung out in the claw bath tub! (yes I have my clothes on for the photo op!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlY6M8c2DJI/TpOnsvh9FjI/AAAAAAAABfw/r7a5_ozreD4/s1600/IMG_5907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlY6M8c2DJI/TpOnsvh9FjI/AAAAAAAABfw/r7a5_ozreD4/s320/IMG_5907.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did make the salad! It was yum! We had chicken and potatoes too! And don't forget Jen's&amp;nbsp;strawberry crunch dessert! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unQn4d2bO1U/TpOnz23TieI/AAAAAAAABf4/if4lJL9Cx60/s320/IMG_5909.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every morning, Jen and I had a coffee drink. I need one of these in my house. I really need one that makes pumpkin spice lattes year round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VckHjT3dU9I/TpOpb0F-PUI/AAAAAAAABgI/NLGOmOnsC8U/s1600/IMG_5915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VckHjT3dU9I/TpOpb0F-PUI/AAAAAAAABgI/NLGOmOnsC8U/s320/IMG_5915.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jen and I went on a hike. We found the lake and some other critters!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday, we went to visit April's family. Their house was featured in &lt;a href="http://www.southernliving.com/home-garden/decorating/natural-georgia-lake-house-00417000074468/page8.html"&gt;Southern Living&lt;/a&gt;. I loved their lake house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IIdDr4pp15U/TpOqAZ3aROI/AAAAAAAABgQ/dZ74zwD-9Qg/s1600/IMG_5918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IIdDr4pp15U/TpOqAZ3aROI/AAAAAAAABgQ/dZ74zwD-9Qg/s320/IMG_5918.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For dinner, April took us to a place so we could try Georgia's BBQ. And I give them props, it was yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fni6yO_MQtM/TpOqksnBCJI/AAAAAAAABgY/kutXsMiUk-E/s1600/IMG_5919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fni6yO_MQtM/TpOqksnBCJI/AAAAAAAABgY/kutXsMiUk-E/s320/IMG_5919.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kind of felt bad for&amp;nbsp;living it up in the theatre room while the opening weekend of college football was going on. Kyle would've been in heaven in this movie room!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vNdBO-omtjg/TpOq-Xx7TwI/AAAAAAAABgg/bWysNRYeD7U/s1600/IMG_5921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vNdBO-omtjg/TpOq-Xx7TwI/AAAAAAAABgg/bWysNRYeD7U/s320/IMG_5921.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿At least I took advantage of it! April's mom called us the divas! I could get used to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvnmJ9qmSj4/TpOripmcFyI/AAAAAAAABgo/cAuUgLdUNIk/s1600/IMG_5922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvnmJ9qmSj4/TpOripmcFyI/AAAAAAAABgo/cAuUgLdUNIk/s400/IMG_5922.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How cute is April's nephew's room?! ARRRR matey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All in all, we had a great girl's trip! Thanks to April's family for letting us visit and thanks to April for letting us tag along! I hope to come back soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-4563003441484585537?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4563003441484585537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/georgia-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4563003441484585537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4563003441484585537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/georgia-girls.html' title='georgia girls'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmeC_h8rHF0/TpOnflLlulI/AAAAAAAABfg/g-Gs2WaccYw/s72-c/IMG_5904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-4910700299489287850</id><published>2011-10-01T12:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:54:54.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>maybe it was memphis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Football has begun. Well, a month ago it did. So I'm a month behind. Who's keeping tabs? Kyle and I went to the Memphis State (I'm old school and won't call it the University of Memphis) vs Mississippi State game at the Liberty Bowl. It was a Thursday night and after work, we joined my cousin Brett's tailgate. Maybe it's just in Memphis, but I got some really interesting pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gia_LoV8gcc/TodGN5FdRlI/AAAAAAAABfM/7_eGlNItGUI/s1600/IMG_5895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gia_LoV8gcc/TodGN5FdRlI/AAAAAAAABfM/7_eGlNItGUI/s320/IMG_5895.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate I did not get a side view of this El Camino. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMygk3Tbv2I/TodGVFbCRQI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FSjVGOWhznM/s1600/IMG_5897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMygk3Tbv2I/TodGVFbCRQI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FSjVGOWhznM/s400/IMG_5897.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was my 2nd favorite picture: a tiger peeing (blue pee) on a bulldog and the&amp;nbsp;very loud&amp;nbsp;cowbell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3Ma-yh1f0/TodGbm3KkdI/AAAAAAAABfU/eNac_T0SYpo/s1600/IMG_5899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3Ma-yh1f0/TodGbm3KkdI/AAAAAAAABfU/eNac_T0SYpo/s320/IMG_5899.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met up with Jen and Leon. Jen and I found Susan (on the right) and crashed her tailgate. She works with&amp;nbsp;us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7B0cjMa3HBQ/TodGhsWUMqI/AAAAAAAABfY/0b95AAOYGwU/s1600/IMG_5900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7B0cjMa3HBQ/TodGhsWUMqI/AAAAAAAABfY/0b95AAOYGwU/s400/IMG_5900.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite&amp;nbsp;picture. These guys love their coach. &lt;em&gt;Mullets for Mullen&lt;/em&gt;. I had to snag them for a picture. However, I did not see them at the last Mississippi State home game I went to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xK2z9D9q0s/TodGn9YitNI/AAAAAAAABfc/4rwjGphQySE/s320/IMG_5901.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿And finally...me and my football obsessed husband! He asked why I was wearing blue. I wore a teal, blue shirt, a Mississippi State bracelet, and a Mississippi State sticker. I was a confused fan. I cheered for both teams. Let's face it, we all know how bad Memphis is. They needed some fans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-4910700299489287850?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4910700299489287850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/maybe-it-was-memphis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4910700299489287850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/4910700299489287850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/10/maybe-it-was-memphis.html' title='maybe it was memphis'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gia_LoV8gcc/TodGN5FdRlI/AAAAAAAABfM/7_eGlNItGUI/s72-c/IMG_5895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-2756055033513849628</id><published>2011-09-28T22:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:03:59.563-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>toilet paper husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thZYHD1AgyM/ToPXgbwLvII/AAAAAAAABe0/XEIanAg8nxo/s1600/IMG_5123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nvWNaBW5-c/ToPbjmIhu8I/AAAAAAAABfE/5E5rObXvEFA/s1600/Christmas%252520016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nvWNaBW5-c/ToPbjmIhu8I/AAAAAAAABfE/5E5rObXvEFA/s400/Christmas%252520016.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was at a work training day today and I had an "ah ha" moment. ﻿ I work with children with special needs and their families. The trainer was going over family supports and the subject of&amp;nbsp;duties of a husband&amp;nbsp;came up. We were talking about&amp;nbsp;family morning routines. Basically, our mock family had 4 children. 3 of which&amp;nbsp;were either teens or tweens. Then there was the younger child that was under 2 years. We were talking about how crazy it is in the morning with getting everyone ready for school, breakfast, preparing lunches, carpool, and all the other things that happens when you have 4 kids. Our trainer then asked the mock mom "does your husband help or does he have certain responsibilities?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During our debriefing, we went over that question and he called it the toilet paper person. Who is the person in the house that realizes that there is no more TP? Do they realize it when there is one sheet left? When there&amp;nbsp;are 2 rolls left? Who is that person? In my family,&amp;nbsp;that person&amp;nbsp;is Kyle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVwe5vhzu7E/ToPbiNQB-FI/AAAAAAAABfA/qbr9YcHXYoc/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVwe5vhzu7E/ToPbiNQB-FI/AAAAAAAABfA/qbr9YcHXYoc/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is not that I had an "ah ha" moment. I had an "I need to brag on my husband" moment. First I need to thank my in-laws for raising an amazing man. They taught him well. I realize more and more each day how blessed I am. For example, I'll be on my way home and call Kyle to ask him if he can start a load of laundry. He says "I already did." Then he'll call me and say "what do you want for dinner?" Or, like yesterday, I knew I would not see him until 9pm&amp;nbsp;due to his &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-finance-tj-and-his-dj.html"&gt;part-time job&lt;/a&gt; and wanted to&amp;nbsp;ask&amp;nbsp;how his day went. He proceeds to tell me he made me a salad and it is in the fridge. It is those little things that make&amp;nbsp;a big difference!&amp;nbsp;We are a team. He does his part without complaining. And without me asking. He says "this is our home and we both play a part....I want to do mine." I don't want you to think that we are peachy all the time. We are married, of course, and have our different way of thinking. But those are so few. And I think it is because I know that Kyle looks out for me and my needs and vise-versa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzWk1l-c4_0/ToPafhD_F0I/AAAAAAAABe4/yjx7WUcOE5E/s1600/marriage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzWk1l-c4_0/ToPafhD_F0I/AAAAAAAABe4/yjx7WUcOE5E/s1600/marriage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Kyle for being my toilet paper husband. For the record, he beats me to the punch!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thZYHD1AgyM/ToPXgbwLvII/AAAAAAAABe0/XEIanAg8nxo/s1600/IMG_5123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thZYHD1AgyM/ToPXgbwLvII/AAAAAAAABe0/XEIanAg8nxo/s320/IMG_5123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: I feel like men get a bad rap for not helping out their wives with house chores! This is for all you awesome husbands out there! We appreciate you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-2756055033513849628?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2756055033513849628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/toilet-paper-husband.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2756055033513849628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2756055033513849628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/toilet-paper-husband.html' title='toilet paper husband'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nvWNaBW5-c/ToPbjmIhu8I/AAAAAAAABfE/5E5rObXvEFA/s72-c/Christmas%252520016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7734320472050123819</id><published>2011-09-27T17:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:00:22.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>thirty-two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am now 32. I'm ok with it. Don't I have to be?! I'm a spring chicken...in my early 30s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to be pool side for my b-day. So Kyle and I headed to Tunica for the heat wave party. Sounds pretty party-like aye? Wrong! It was pretty low key. They had a DJ playing some tunes, we got some sun, watched people play volleyball. I kinda felt like I was at an all inclusive resort for a while.&amp;nbsp;They had&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;lawn chairs that were made out of beds in the cabanas,&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;wait staff, BUT then&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;came back down to reality when there was no sandy white beaches.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then the party people came out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7z0iHlItX4/ToD7b-trh-I/AAAAAAAABew/TkvKOvtRcQw/s1600/IMG_5890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7z0iHlItX4/ToD7b-trh-I/AAAAAAAABew/TkvKOvtRcQw/s320/IMG_5890.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...we got there early, around noon. We left around 4 and that is when the &lt;em&gt;heat wave&lt;/em&gt; started to get heated! HA! My low key party was too good to be true. I had a great time people watching. As we were leaving, the world's sexiest DJ arrived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Time to eat. We went over to Paula Dean's and met our friends Jen and Leon where I had 4 plates full of food. Jen was in shock. She'd never seen me in action.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is a rare occasion, but you if see me and Kyle in Tunica, you can bet we are there to eat! It is an event. We're there for about 3 hours. I am not kidding either. We get full then we go home. We are wild I tell you! Then we eat healthy for about 4 months and do it all over again. Why would I waste my time on slots when I could be eating?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7734320472050123819?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7734320472050123819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/thirty-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7734320472050123819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7734320472050123819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/thirty-two.html' title='thirty-two'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7z0iHlItX4/ToD7b-trh-I/AAAAAAAABew/TkvKOvtRcQw/s72-c/IMG_5890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-8700597244265002353</id><published>2011-09-25T14:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:19:26.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working hard for the money'/><title type='text'>team 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I work with a bunch of great ladies. Some of us started working around the same time. I personally think we all work very well together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WF4taeYa1I/Tn98kXGp2lI/AAAAAAAABeo/FZoX8b_UJUQ/s1600/IMG_5886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WF4taeYa1I/Tn98kXGp2lI/AAAAAAAABeo/FZoX8b_UJUQ/s320/IMG_5886.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Team 2 at a training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am now a part of two teams and the good thing about being a part of team 4 is that I get to travel once a month to see them. And by travel I mean drive&amp;nbsp;about 40 miles away but it is still fun to go on a mini-road trip to someones house&amp;nbsp;to eat and work! ﻿ People who work where I do rarely leave. They suck you in and it is hard to get away. Especially now that we have a very swanky downtown office!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-8700597244265002353?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8700597244265002353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/team-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8700597244265002353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8700597244265002353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/team-2.html' title='team 2'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WF4taeYa1I/Tn98kXGp2lI/AAAAAAAABeo/FZoX8b_UJUQ/s72-c/IMG_5886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-8806081952955220493</id><published>2011-09-25T14:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:19:52.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pickwick'/><title type='text'>let's go cabining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of our friends went to &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/search/label/pickwick"&gt;Pickwick&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;back in&amp;nbsp;August. This time we decided to just go to the pool. So I guess we went to "the pool" not Pickwick.We didn't worry about renting a boat. We had the best time hanging out and of course, eating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-073MhSkAkMs/Tn91plEUX5I/AAAAAAAABeY/xeMxE8YAwz4/s1600/IMG_5881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-073MhSkAkMs/Tn91plEUX5I/AAAAAAAABeY/xeMxE8YAwz4/s320/IMG_5881.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't get a lot of photos but the pool was about a quater of a mile away. Shelly and Betsy rode in the back to the pool. They are brave souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDDbJLLOPyQ/Tn91zaR1e-I/AAAAAAAABec/jqoh7ou0kqs/s1600/IMG_5882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDDbJLLOPyQ/Tn91zaR1e-I/AAAAAAAABec/jqoh7ou0kqs/s320/IMG_5882.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We all ended up taking a nap on the lounge chairs at the pool. Kyle really enjoyed his!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYATnlumh00/Tn916MneDyI/AAAAAAAABeg/Zfq4BbVMYCk/s1600/IMG_5884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYATnlumh00/Tn916MneDyI/AAAAAAAABeg/Zfq4BbVMYCk/s320/IMG_5884.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jen and Leon came and Jen made this delish potato salad! Kristy was excited to have help in the kitchen this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQk7nzndw2E/Tn92CdAlYCI/AAAAAAAABek/oDbHn25tM-k/s1600/IMG_5885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQk7nzndw2E/Tn92CdAlYCI/AAAAAAAABek/oDbHn25tM-k/s320/IMG_5885.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle grilled his famous "Kyle bugers." Maybe he'll put the recipe on here one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great time relaxing, playing games, sunning, and spending time together doing nothing. I have some fun friends! Who needs a boat when we are this much fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-8806081952955220493?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8806081952955220493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-go-cabining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8806081952955220493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8806081952955220493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-go-cabining.html' title='let&apos;s go cabining'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-073MhSkAkMs/Tn91plEUX5I/AAAAAAAABeY/xeMxE8YAwz4/s72-c/IMG_5881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7682365159052582192</id><published>2011-09-22T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:04:01.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>new arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's not what you think. But I got your attention! We went to see Mimi in August. And we got to meet Annlea. Matt (Kyle's cousin)&amp;nbsp;and Laura had their 1st baby! Well, we met her at &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/leah-lack.html"&gt;Leah's&lt;/a&gt; wedding but we got to spend quality time with her this go round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPdIYabkCks/TnqjFX4ffyI/AAAAAAAABeI/UUae7gqokxs/s1600/IMG_5877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPdIYabkCks/TnqjFX4ffyI/AAAAAAAABeI/UUae7gqokxs/s400/IMG_5877.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't she cute?! Kyle and her have the same hair-do!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-xGPqcrrCQ/TnqjPMeEACI/AAAAAAAABeM/pqq2aSnLH6E/s1600/IMG_5880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-xGPqcrrCQ/TnqjPMeEACI/AAAAAAAABeM/pqq2aSnLH6E/s320/IMG_5880.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow Mimi looks mad in this picture. Annlea loves her great-grandmother.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8yXyVhuT1iw/TnqjWiG8_rI/AAAAAAAABeQ/X71FeWAxZ8c/s1600/IMG_5879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8yXyVhuT1iw/TnqjWiG8_rI/AAAAAAAABeQ/X71FeWAxZ8c/s320/IMG_5879.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And she loves her great-great aunt! I tried to hold her and she didn't love me&amp;nbsp;so much. Or at least she had a hard way of showing it! She is super cute and has the best hair of a 7-weeker I've seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I've talked a lot about &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/march-madness.html"&gt;Mimi&lt;/a&gt; and her wine. It never fails. We got to Mimi's and she had Sutter Home wine for me and her, and a Bud Light for Kyle. And I can't forget about the chips &amp;amp; dip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ocA7onGxfA/Tnv6Qo8SzRI/AAAAAAAABeU/AHekC4g021I/s1600/0812012023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ocA7onGxfA/Tnv6Qo8SzRI/AAAAAAAABeU/AHekC4g021I/s1600/0812012023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have really enjoyed having her around! She is a very funny lady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time, yet again, at Mimi's. My in-laws came up and we all went to eat at the &lt;a href="http://www.cockofthewalkrestaurant.com/"&gt;Cock of the Walk&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on the reservoir. Ugh, it was hard to "walk" after that meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7682365159052582192?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7682365159052582192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-arrival.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7682365159052582192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7682365159052582192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-arrival.html' title='new arrival'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPdIYabkCks/TnqjFX4ffyI/AAAAAAAABeI/UUae7gqokxs/s72-c/IMG_5877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-5477061275447588625</id><published>2011-09-21T21:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:27:02.953-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: i promise i cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, I've been known as the girl that doesn't cook. Ok, Ok...so "cooking" a salad does not count. Just because I make simple dishes doesn't mean I can't cook! Kyle enjoys it more than me. We definitely have role reversal in our household. He is the meal planner. He does a lot of the cooking. And don't get him started on grocery shopping. He loves it! But I will have you know that we are a TEAM! I cut....he cooks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rkcn4C1hKX0/TnqZk-TD9LI/AAAAAAAABdw/sB7ahudP9-0/s1600/IMG_5825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rkcn4C1hKX0/TnqZk-TD9LI/AAAAAAAABdw/sB7ahudP9-0/s320/IMG_5825.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One night I&amp;nbsp;cooked&amp;nbsp;a whole meal by myself.&amp;nbsp;Of course Kyle&amp;nbsp;had to grab the camera. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFvR2kGsEsk/TnqZtvj5naI/AAAAAAAABd0/NFVHFSapu8E/s1600/IMG_5826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFvR2kGsEsk/TnqZtvj5naI/AAAAAAAABd0/NFVHFSapu8E/s320/IMG_5826.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is&amp;nbsp;very&amp;nbsp;easy to make and very healthy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U80XZ1NVajI/TnqZ1sla7AI/AAAAAAAABd4/1CAL6kyV9a4/s1600/IMG_5827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U80XZ1NVajI/TnqZ1sla7AI/AAAAAAAABd4/1CAL6kyV9a4/s320/IMG_5827.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final product. It&amp;nbsp;was a weight watchers recipe: &lt;a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/turkey-sausage-and-bell-peppers-weight-watchers-style-231271"&gt;Turkey Sausage and Peppers&lt;/a&gt;. However, I use the turkey sausage with nothing hot in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mostly we eat at home. It is a great thing to do for many reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. We get to spend time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. We know what we are putting in our food so we know it is healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. It is so much cheaper than eating out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. We have leftovers to bring lunch to work the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below is one of my favorite recipes: &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/aaron-mccargo-jr/mini-shepherds-pie-recipe/index.html"&gt;mini shepherds pie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-QiWXvSEIo/TnqaHoIC0fI/AAAAAAAABd8/T_BpArt5NlU/s1600/IMG_5124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-QiWXvSEIo/TnqaHoIC0fI/AAAAAAAABd8/T_BpArt5NlU/s320/IMG_5124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We modified the recipe to make it heathier. We used turkey meat, light cressent rolls, reduced fat cheese, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DWXajUCql4c/TnqaPkS2L6I/AAAAAAAABeA/Urc22cYOsQQ/s1600/IMG_5126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DWXajUCql4c/TnqaPkS2L6I/AAAAAAAABeA/Urc22cYOsQQ/s320/IMG_5126.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at me wearing an apron. This girl can cook! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bon appetit!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-5477061275447588625?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5477061275447588625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-finance-i-promise-i-cook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5477061275447588625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5477061275447588625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-finance-i-promise-i-cook.html' title='food for finance: i promise i cook'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rkcn4C1hKX0/TnqZk-TD9LI/AAAAAAAABdw/sB7ahudP9-0/s72-c/IMG_5825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7794379646871425086</id><published>2011-09-18T16:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T16:31:49.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mda'/><title type='text'>mda:re-boot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I started volunteering as a counselor for the Muscular Dystrophy Association summer camp&amp;nbsp;back when I was 16. Let's see, that was the summer of 1996. WHOA! My cousin Lyle has a non-progressive type of muscular dystrophy called &lt;a href="http://ghr.nlm.nih.gov/condition/central-core-disease"&gt;central core disease&lt;/a&gt;. There are over 40 different neuro muscular diseases...MD is just an umbrella term. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, Lyle is an only child and so am I. We were born 2 days apart. So we just say we are siblings. Ever since I can &amp;nbsp;remember, he'd talk about how much fun he'd have at camp. He loved it. And as soon as I turned 16, it was time for me to join in the MDA summer camp family. So I did. It was a week of meeting long lasting friends and helping&amp;nbsp;kids to have as much fun as possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MDA has made a lot of changes in the&amp;nbsp;last few&amp;nbsp;years. Our summer camp at Brandon Springs was moved, volunteers were not asked back, and even Jerry Lewis was not allowed to host the tel-a-thon this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing that doesn't change is change itself. Even if we think it is bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When the going gets tough....the tough has a camp&amp;nbsp;REUNION!!! That's exactly what we did the 1st weekend in August. About 25 of us showed up and it was a blast! We went up on a Friday and came back on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-61DlFWEYwHE/TnZdMG1ZmOI/AAAAAAAABdk/VFHDoeDvLwU/s1600/pics.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-61DlFWEYwHE/TnZdMG1ZmOI/AAAAAAAABdk/VFHDoeDvLwU/s400/pics.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Betty brought&amp;nbsp;old camp pictures...good memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmBukS60A2c/TnZdOD4ib0I/AAAAAAAABdo/ZOZnIjSKOds/s1600/dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmBukS60A2c/TnZdOD4ib0I/AAAAAAAABdo/ZOZnIjSKOds/s320/dog.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Companion dog doing one of its tricks. It was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vsTAi-_UO-E/TnPF9CLcodI/AAAAAAAABcE/Pe2WC4TUCcs/s1600/IMG_5829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vsTAi-_UO-E/TnPF9CLcodI/AAAAAAAABcE/Pe2WC4TUCcs/s320/IMG_5829.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunch time. The food wasn't too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys-DVNo57WA/TnPPyQSMwII/AAAAAAAABdg/xCoa4GdbaNs/s1600/mda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys-DVNo57WA/TnPPyQSMwII/AAAAAAAABdg/xCoa4GdbaNs/s320/mda.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Old friends and lots of memories were shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-2JhVbpAWk/TnPOVoeJRfI/AAAAAAAABdU/mB2zNSiBFiM/s1600/lyle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-2JhVbpAWk/TnPOVoeJRfI/AAAAAAAABdU/mB2zNSiBFiM/s320/lyle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿My cousin/brother Lyle. Every time I am around Lyle and Kyle, I have hard time!!! &amp;nbsp;"Hey come here Lyle, I&amp;nbsp;mean Kyle." See...it is hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCXXxuv8wsw/TnPGTit61vI/AAAAAAAABcQ/yuCtBomyJTI/s1600/IMG_5838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCXXxuv8wsw/TnPGTit61vI/AAAAAAAABcQ/yuCtBomyJTI/s320/IMG_5838.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joe Lee and his famous "tea pot" song and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMoWLANXjH4/TnPPHN-9sJI/AAAAAAAABdc/iHSBpFIsayM/s1600/dustin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMoWLANXjH4/TnPPHN-9sJI/AAAAAAAABdc/iHSBpFIsayM/s400/dustin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camp is not camp without singing the YMCA at every meal. Here I am dancing with Dustin, one of my 1st campers....my has he grown!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQqWmX96IGc/TnPOsFrcS1I/AAAAAAAABdY/evEWh0NWZd4/s1600/mdapawpaw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQqWmX96IGc/TnPOsFrcS1I/AAAAAAAABdY/evEWh0NWZd4/s320/mdapawpaw.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so excited to show&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;Lyle&lt;/strike&gt; Kyle where I spent a week of my summers of over 10 years.﻿ (see, I'm doing it again!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dp2yT-1D3K8/TnPGL0EpMdI/AAAAAAAABcM/zQ4ltPGOd4s/s1600/IMG_5834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dp2yT-1D3K8/TnPGL0EpMdI/AAAAAAAABcM/zQ4ltPGOd4s/s320/IMG_5834.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shawn, Kyle and I went on a tour of camp and saw some wildlife. Later, Kyle and I saw a skunk!! YIKES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fqxbqTA6OYA/TnPGETlWsII/AAAAAAAABcI/fBzxCOlDBDg/s1600/IMG_5832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fqxbqTA6OYA/TnPGETlWsII/AAAAAAAABcI/fBzxCOlDBDg/s320/IMG_5832.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pool time!﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DkDiY-eques/TnPGdVL10BI/AAAAAAAABcU/R3ROkmdy0QI/s1600/IMG_5842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DkDiY-eques/TnPGdVL10BI/AAAAAAAABcU/R3ROkmdy0QI/s320/IMG_5842.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A camp tradition: singing "friends in low places."﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NnFYdvMk-P4/TnPGjbCA6QI/AAAAAAAABcY/oEwtNcdCWKM/s1600/IMG_5843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NnFYdvMk-P4/TnPGjbCA6QI/AAAAAAAABcY/oEwtNcdCWKM/s320/IMG_5843.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we sang....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-imlkGvj-zLQ/TnPNt6kKSqI/AAAAAAAABdM/CujijrWdLdI/s1600/low+places.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-imlkGvj-zLQ/TnPNt6kKSqI/AAAAAAAABdM/CujijrWdLdI/s400/low+places.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and sang some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8V4XZY5HIE/TnPGq_TXvbI/AAAAAAAABcc/-0qViZwMyuA/s1600/IMG_5856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8V4XZY5HIE/TnPGq_TXvbI/AAAAAAAABcc/-0qViZwMyuA/s320/IMG_5856.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;time for Kyle to be fish bait. just kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hquZ8zwh5F0/TnPL1VAAA3I/AAAAAAAABdE/GmUZQzNbjFc/s1600/IMG_5857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hquZ8zwh5F0/TnPL1VAAA3I/AAAAAAAABdE/GmUZQzNbjFc/s320/IMG_5857.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kevin and Kyle ready to catch some dinner.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tdjj4Fq1lC8/TnPL9Gmv0GI/AAAAAAAABdI/E4rxv2f8UJw/s1600/IMG_5858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tdjj4Fq1lC8/TnPL9Gmv0GI/AAAAAAAABdI/E4rxv2f8UJw/s320/IMG_5858.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J.R., you must cook it first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QYmM1WyliZI/TnPJ_IFXZCI/AAAAAAAABco/EESCQtf2L4c/s1600/IMG_5860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QYmM1WyliZI/TnPJ_IFXZCI/AAAAAAAABco/EESCQtf2L4c/s320/IMG_5860.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shawn has mad camera skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6opKFQXZkSY/TnPKSdhGLLI/AAAAAAAABcw/XJvtzqzuM_I/s1600/IMG_5867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6opKFQXZkSY/TnPKSdhGLLI/AAAAAAAABcw/XJvtzqzuM_I/s320/IMG_5867.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joe Lee and Dustin caught a fish by talking to it...who knew!﻿?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsIEi9ntc_E/TnPKc3RpJLI/AAAAAAAABc0/1sS8_rf7h2s/s1600/IMG_5868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsIEi9ntc_E/TnPKc3RpJLI/AAAAAAAABc0/1sS8_rf7h2s/s320/IMG_5868.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As always, Betty's candy stash. Some things never change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8chST-3Pupg/TnPKszmmCfI/AAAAAAAABc8/LnJL8DV8yAo/s1600/IMG_5871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8chST-3Pupg/TnPKszmmCfI/AAAAAAAABc8/LnJL8DV8yAo/s320/IMG_5871.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we played apples to apples and I WON! we had a 16 person game going too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iggUrqeO93E/TnZfEQzC-ZI/AAAAAAAABds/Xc5RoOg14JA/s1600/norma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iggUrqeO93E/TnZfEQzC-ZI/AAAAAAAABds/Xc5RoOg14JA/s320/norma.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally, Mrs. Norma....the lady that made camp happen for so many years. We love you!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so much fun to be back at camp, if only it was for the weekend. ﻿ Hopefully we can do a yearly reunion. I grew up at camp and I am so thankful to have the experience I did helping others and making friendships!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7794379646871425086?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7794379646871425086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/mdare-boot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7794379646871425086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7794379646871425086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/mdare-boot.html' title='mda:re-boot'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-61DlFWEYwHE/TnZdMG1ZmOI/AAAAAAAABdk/VFHDoeDvLwU/s72-c/pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6296181900931616209</id><published>2011-09-10T17:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:38:14.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>happy birthday mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since my mom heard that we took my mother-in-law to &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-coma.html"&gt;Como Steakhouse&lt;/a&gt;, she decided she wanted to go there for her birthday. That means that I had &lt;a href="http://thecomosteakhouse.com/"&gt;Como&lt;/a&gt; 2 times within 6 days. I'm not complaining! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhhLCkpPFfU/TmvhNBQrw4I/AAAAAAAABcA/je7INeXNSCI/s1600/IMG_5822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhhLCkpPFfU/TmvhNBQrw4I/AAAAAAAABcA/je7INeXNSCI/s320/IMG_5822.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿I had the same thing I did the week&amp;nbsp;prior. Mom and dad loved it. It's worth the drive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-6296181900931616209?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6296181900931616209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6296181900931616209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6296181900931616209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='happy birthday mom!'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhhLCkpPFfU/TmvhNBQrw4I/AAAAAAAABcA/je7INeXNSCI/s72-c/IMG_5822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-8431624838279633119</id><published>2011-09-10T13:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:18:28.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: tj and his dj</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so strange how things work out. How God acts in His mysterious ways. We're coming up on a year that we've&amp;nbsp;really been&amp;nbsp;tackling our financial plan to become completely debt-free. For the last few years, Kyle and I applied for part-time jobs. Nothing panned out. Nobody even called us in for an interview. We thought if we had part-time jobs, we could apply more money to our debt snowball. Right when we completed &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-2/"&gt;baby step 2&lt;/a&gt;, a part time job landed in Kyle's lap. How crazy is it&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;this happened&amp;nbsp;after we were &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;debt-free &lt;/a&gt;except the house?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet your trivia jockey and disc jockey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-se4ZgL4Uz-E/TmumYkMjXuI/AAAAAAAABb4/YLjBqROeow0/s1600/IMG_5817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-se4ZgL4Uz-E/TmumYkMjXuI/AAAAAAAABb4/YLjBqROeow0/s400/IMG_5817.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right! Kyle now hosts a live trivia show 2 nights a week. He's been doing this since last February. Basically, his old manager at his "day job" was moving and asked Kyle if he wanted to take over his shows (or maybe Kyle asked him)&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;voila!! Kyle works for a company called &lt;a href="http://memphis.cetrivia.com/market.php?id=27"&gt;Challenge Entertainment&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where&amp;nbsp;he gets all the questions for the shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is how it&amp;nbsp;works in case you've never been to a live trivia show. Kyle reads a question, then plays a song while the team comes up with an answer. (This is where I come in. Every week I make the music playlists for the night.)&amp;nbsp;You have to have your answer in before the song is over.&amp;nbsp;He then reads the answer. Whoever has the most points at the end of the night wins! It is free to play&amp;nbsp;and the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place winners all get gift cards to the restaurant. Win-Win. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJrVMhDysDo/TmumiPWyhEI/AAAAAAAABb8/WNaLcHBw-_g/s1600/IMG_5816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJrVMhDysDo/TmumiPWyhEI/AAAAAAAABb8/WNaLcHBw-_g/s320/IMG_5816.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our friends have come out a couple of times to play. Team name: Shut the Front Door.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I come to the shows some...depends on the week. This part-time job has helped us with &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-for-finance-half-baby-step-3.html"&gt;baby step 3&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or whatever unexpected emergency that comes up. And what a cool part time job! Much better than delivering pizzas or bagging groceries. Kyle really enjoys it and he has some serious teams that come out every week. They are hard core trivia players.&amp;nbsp;He's met some pretty cool folks as well. It is something he enjoys doing week after week. Come on out if you're in the area! This job is another reason why it wasn't that hard for us to cut our &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finace-cutting-cable-cord.html"&gt;cable&lt;/a&gt;. We're so busy now-a-days, especially with trivia. Any free time we have goes towards running. Did I mention &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-lbs.html"&gt;Kyle&lt;/a&gt; is training for the St. Jude MARATHON?! Who has time for t.v? Well, maybe Kyle does on the weekends. It is football season after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-8431624838279633119?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8431624838279633119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-finance-tj-and-his-dj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8431624838279633119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8431624838279633119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-finance-tj-and-his-dj.html' title='food for finance: tj and his dj'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-se4ZgL4Uz-E/TmumYkMjXuI/AAAAAAAABb4/YLjBqROeow0/s72-c/IMG_5817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7589030870362719060</id><published>2011-08-29T21:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:38:55.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>food coma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle's mom came to visit in July.&amp;nbsp;When she comes, you better be rested. She is a go-getter! Kyle gets some of his energy from her! Friday night we went&amp;nbsp;and saw&amp;nbsp;Huey Lewis&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; the News at the &lt;a href="http://www.liveatthegarden.com/"&gt;Botanic Garden.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was not looking forward to the heat, but a shower came through and cooled it down a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRNkxWnmF5E/Tlb2VS5AkHI/AAAAAAAABa8/B7QD8Yt2xpY/s1600/IMG_5793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRNkxWnmF5E/Tlb2VS5AkHI/AAAAAAAABa8/B7QD8Yt2xpY/s320/IMG_5793.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked a guy at the swag booth to take our picture. Then the guy said "I think I know you. Did you go to Skyview?" Yup, a guy in Kindergarten remembered me! My parents have a picture of him and I at Kindergarten graduation. Honestly, I didn't recognize him but I know I still have a baby face so I am not that surprised that he remembered me...I look the same! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpoLs6GLCME/Tlb2bT85_LI/AAAAAAAABbA/8P5ad6H7qIs/s1600/IMG_5798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpoLs6GLCME/Tlb2bT85_LI/AAAAAAAABbA/8P5ad6H7qIs/s320/IMG_5798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found a great place on the lawn and unpacked our picnic. We had a great time. Great music and great food. I wished Huey would've played longer because he did not get all of his songs in!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got up the next morning and went to the &lt;a href="http://www.memphisfarmersmarket.org/"&gt;farmers market&lt;/a&gt;. Then we picked up lunch at &lt;a href="http://ilovememphisblog.com/2010/04/pick-it-up-eat-it-there-have-it-delivered-franks-deli-on-south-main/"&gt;Frank's Deli&lt;/a&gt;. I took them to my new fancy downtown office for a tour and to eat our take-out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wHy_Ya1Dso/Tlb2gAKqfKI/AAAAAAAABbE/AtmsFzgubqo/s1600/IMG_5799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wHy_Ya1Dso/Tlb2gAKqfKI/AAAAAAAABbE/AtmsFzgubqo/s320/IMG_5799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best club in town is at Frank's. It.Is.Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQ1fHUMt20/Tlb2l_iESaI/AAAAAAAABbI/97tdhiTMfwU/s1600/IMG_5800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQ1fHUMt20/Tlb2l_iESaI/AAAAAAAABbI/97tdhiTMfwU/s320/IMG_5800.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Action shot of Kyle enjoying his lunch.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eU6kv6bsxaA/Tlb2sUq8gHI/AAAAAAAABbM/AMjB00h1j-w/s1600/IMG_5802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eU6kv6bsxaA/Tlb2sUq8gHI/AAAAAAAABbM/AMjB00h1j-w/s320/IMG_5802.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We picked up some guacamole from &lt;a href="http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/50/1478818/restaurant/East-Memphis/Las-Delicias-Mexican-Bar-and-Grill-Memphis"&gt;Las Delicias&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;They are always at the farmers market. They truly have the best guac in town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, we took a break&amp;nbsp;at home&amp;nbsp;then headed down to Tunica to to hit up the outlet malls.&amp;nbsp;Time to eat&amp;nbsp;again so we ended up at&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;a href="http://thecomosteakhouse.com/"&gt;Como Steak house&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cX3BCUFOxiE/Tlb21LuxH3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/byggUunGF4Q/s1600/IMG_5805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cX3BCUFOxiE/Tlb21LuxH3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/byggUunGF4Q/s320/IMG_5805.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como Steakhouse is the best steak in the South. It is about 45 minutes south of Memphis in Como, MS.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emrz-mtII-w/Tlb27B5rIpI/AAAAAAAABbU/H-3MD8WXYtc/s1600/IMG_5806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emrz-mtII-w/Tlb27B5rIpI/AAAAAAAABbU/H-3MD8WXYtc/s320/IMG_5806.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They grill their steaks on this open indoor grill. To the left of the grill is a freezer where you can see all the cuts of meat. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WphLwrTc1q0/Tlb3B5qsmTI/AAAAAAAABbY/gZQxMHXu1UM/s1600/IMG_5809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WphLwrTc1q0/Tlb3B5qsmTI/AAAAAAAABbY/gZQxMHXu1UM/s320/IMG_5809.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle got the 22 oz Ribeye. ﻿His mom got the fillet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4n8V3X8QE34/Tlb3JO4TO9I/AAAAAAAABbc/6Q6K1_8HlDU/s1600/IMG_5807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4n8V3X8QE34/Tlb3JO4TO9I/AAAAAAAABbc/6Q6K1_8HlDU/s320/IMG_5807.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿And I got the shish kabob....and my potato loaded! I had to&amp;nbsp;get a dogie bag! Good stuff. I high recommend taking a trip there. They have other food besides steak. Do it! Your tummy will thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Apva9DRB5Co/Tlb3Pux4EQI/AAAAAAAABbg/Oc9sfiRZIh4/s1600/IMG_5810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Apva9DRB5Co/Tlb3Pux4EQI/AAAAAAAABbg/Oc9sfiRZIh4/s400/IMG_5810.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To top off the weekend, my mother-in-law cooked a meal for&amp;nbsp;us&amp;nbsp;the next night.&amp;nbsp; Stewed squash, peas, onions and cucumbers soaked in vinegar, homemade corn bread (made in my Meme's iron skillet) covered with tomato gravy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now you see when my mother-in-laws comes to town, I need a week to recoop! A week to get over my food coma and rest from all the sight seeing. We covered 5 counties on Saturday alone. I want some of her energy! And I hope I have that much energy when I'm in my 50s! Can't wait until she comes back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7589030870362719060?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7589030870362719060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-coma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7589030870362719060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7589030870362719060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-coma.html' title='food coma'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRNkxWnmF5E/Tlb2VS5AkHI/AAAAAAAABa8/B7QD8Yt2xpY/s72-c/IMG_5793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7855627704264544257</id><published>2011-08-21T17:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T17:57:17.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart camp'/><title type='text'>ckc: cardiac kids camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I work with a great group of ladies.&amp;nbsp; They loaned me out for the week again so I could go work at &lt;a href="http://www.lebonheur.org/lebonheur/Our+Services/Clinical+Specialties/Heart+Institute/Cardiac+Kids+Camp"&gt;Cardiac Kids Camp&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;last month.&amp;nbsp; I went last year and had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzzTYgaEspM/Tkwpdlkj-dI/AAAAAAAABak/51DWLk9I3-g/s1600/IMG_5756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzzTYgaEspM/Tkwpdlkj-dI/AAAAAAAABak/51DWLk9I3-g/s320/IMG_5756.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Dr. Goldberg's awesome drawing of the heart that he does every year. He is one of the&amp;nbsp;heart surgeons at Le Bonheur.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8xGj1S5lnc/Tkwp-j8r-mI/AAAAAAAABas/ClcGrxo4Ero/s1600/IMG_5763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8xGj1S5lnc/Tkwp-j8r-mI/AAAAAAAABas/ClcGrxo4Ero/s400/IMG_5763.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The saying goes "if all your friends jumped from a bridge would you?"&amp;nbsp; I sure would! I jumped out of this tree. Can you see the ladder at the bottom of the tree?&amp;nbsp; It is tiny compared to the tall 40 foot tree I climbed.&amp;nbsp;Then look high....there is a platform that you sit on to get your harness changed and adjusted. The hippie guy that helped me at the top was my best friend. I clung to him like no other! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUgnv6DDj2g/TkwqI2QO9WI/AAAAAAAABaw/FBIwp0pkKfc/s1600/IMG_5766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUgnv6DDj2g/TkwqI2QO9WI/AAAAAAAABaw/FBIwp0pkKfc/s320/IMG_5766.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then you jump. I thought the hardest part would be for me to climb the tree. Oh no. It was the jumping part. I told hippie guy to count to 3 or I'd never go. 1 2 3... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1r_aPCvcYE/TlGAS5pJQTI/AAAAAAAABa4/6wXdg0bldHw/s1600/Giant+Swing+sh+iii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1r_aPCvcYE/TlGAS5pJQTI/AAAAAAAABa4/6wXdg0bldHw/s320/Giant+Swing+sh+iii.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These pictures don't even do it justice. After you free fall for about 5 seconds, you swing back and forth. It was the scariest thing I've done. The kids talked me into it. I was like "well, I'll go if we have time after all of you go." Then they all went. DARN! I had to go. But I did it! Peer pressure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have tons of pics from camp but I can't post them due to HIPPA. Camp is a great time for cardiac kids to get together and share their fears and make friendships with others who have the same challenges. It is my favorite week of the summer and I am so glad I got to go back this year.&amp;nbsp; We did so many fun things. I loved making new friendships.&amp;nbsp; Jumping out of a tree was just a tiny part of the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7855627704264544257?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7855627704264544257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/ckc-cardiac-kids-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7855627704264544257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7855627704264544257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/ckc-cardiac-kids-camp.html' title='ckc: cardiac kids camp'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzzTYgaEspM/Tkwpdlkj-dI/AAAAAAAABak/51DWLk9I3-g/s72-c/IMG_5756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6697404751951021350</id><published>2011-08-16T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:07:09.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: budgets and beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"He who fails to plan, plans to fail" -a proverb (and a quote from the Robbie McWilliam book for all my work friends!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had my 1st garage sale!!!&amp;nbsp;I went to my friend Krista's house and had a grand time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ToPgpJWk2co/Tksd9snYp_I/AAAAAAAABac/4OSshrgMdCg/s1600/0708011543.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ToPgpJWk2co/Tksd9snYp_I/AAAAAAAABac/4OSshrgMdCg/s1600/0708011543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is just some of the &lt;strike&gt;trash&lt;/strike&gt; treasures that I thought I could sell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3zr0I_jIPM/TksaRpz4x7I/AAAAAAAABaQ/HuVb-zeT2ZE/s1600/IMG_5730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3zr0I_jIPM/TksaRpz4x7I/AAAAAAAABaQ/HuVb-zeT2ZE/s320/IMG_5730.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WOW we could fit 2 SUVs full of stuff. And I still had more I could've sold but&amp;nbsp;it was last minute.&amp;nbsp;So we dropped off our stuff then Kyle and I had a dinner date at &lt;a href="http://www.goldenindiarestauranttn.com/index.html"&gt;Golden India&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since the whole world knows that Kyle and I are in the middle of doing &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/specials/welcome?ictid=goog&amp;amp;s_kwcid=TC|6886|dave%20ramsey||S|e|5532976226&amp;amp;gclid=CNTd2fGf1aoCFcqd7QodDSZb8A"&gt;Dave Ramsey's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;plan, I feel the need to talk about our budget! A common question I get, "so can you go out to eat?"&amp;nbsp; or "Will Dave Ramsey let you eat?"&amp;nbsp; and you know where this is going.&amp;nbsp; Keep the jokes coming!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All a budget is.....is you telling your money what to do.&amp;nbsp;Rather than the opposite.&amp;nbsp; Just like I choose what kind of food I want to eat. I can choose to eat healthy food OR I can choose to eat unhealthy food.&amp;nbsp; If I pick eating unhealthy food all the time, my health would suffer. If I choose not to have a budget, my finances will suffer. So I choose to have a budget!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh the dreaded B word!!!!&amp;nbsp; I never had one until Kyle and I were married!&amp;nbsp; People think being on a budget is like tying yourself to your house and never leaving.&amp;nbsp; I've always been a frugal person to an extent.&amp;nbsp; My Aunt Connie says I get that from my Daddy Bob (my grandfather).&amp;nbsp; I like to buy things on sale, I HATE owing people money, and so on.&amp;nbsp;When Kyle and I sat down and added up our monthly income and did the budget, I discovered something!!! We have more money than I thought....IF we stuck to our budget. Kyle used to eat out for&amp;nbsp;lunch a lot. So if&amp;nbsp;he and I both brought our lunch to work, we could save "X" amount. Brilliant! Then I started to car pool with a friend from work.&amp;nbsp; Wow, more money we are saving. Then we decided on a set amount for groceries. When it's gone, it's gone.&amp;nbsp; No more impulse buying for me on the Kroger mark down aisle! You know you've done it too. &amp;nbsp;This girl has to eat! Don't mess with my food! I might eat pretty healthy, but I do&amp;nbsp;EAT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Basically, anything we spend goes on the budget. I, however, hate doing the budget. That is one reason Kyle and I are great for each other. He loves it! I just review it about every 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; But it is an open conservation&amp;nbsp;between the both of us, all the time. So when birthdays come, we have to tell each other how much we are spending or give each other a limit.&amp;nbsp;Keeps us accountable so one of us doesn't commit financial infidelity (which is very common now-a-days.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have an entertainment part of the budget.&amp;nbsp;It is a budget MUST!&amp;nbsp;We'd&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;crazy if we didn't have fun! To make it extend even further, we like to find "half off" things to do (or free).&amp;nbsp; That is how we ended up at Golden India.&amp;nbsp; My mom gave me a coupon book for Christmas with a lot restaurants, things to do, etc. Anyone that knows me, knows I would much rather eat at a hole in the wall place than a chain place.&amp;nbsp; So the coupon book my mom gave me was perfect!&amp;nbsp; They have mostly local eateries with usually "buy one get one free" coupons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now... back to Golden India. I had Indian food when I spent a summer in England and it was YUM! Then Kyle 1st had it at an Indian&amp;nbsp;reception we went to for the &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html"&gt;Shah&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wedding. It was time for us to try it again! And for half off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7qVySS1D_8/TksaBBhqU6I/AAAAAAAABaI/xW7aoxZr4F8/s1600/IMG_5731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7qVySS1D_8/TksaBBhqU6I/AAAAAAAABaI/xW7aoxZr4F8/s320/IMG_5731.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kyle asked for medium heat.&amp;nbsp;We know how Indian food is. Medium to him equals spicy in Indian-land! He was sweating just eating the medium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMj-1iNf9-Y/TksaIJrtYnI/AAAAAAAABaM/3Rv1DjfChjE/s1600/IMG_5732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMj-1iNf9-Y/TksaIJrtYnI/AAAAAAAABaM/3Rv1DjfChjE/s320/IMG_5732.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't remember what I got but it was GOOD! I told the waiter I wanted mine "negative mild." In Angie language that means NOT A HINT OF SPICY!! There were 4 Indian guys that were sitting 2 tables behind us. They ordered "very spicy" and when they brought out the food, we all coughed! It was that strong. Even the smell from the steam got to Kyle and I. Then I hear one of the guys say "yeah, that might be too spicy for me." Even the Indian guy couldn't take the heat.&amp;nbsp; Affirmation that we made the right spice choice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next day was the garage sale. And it was in the July heat. I made a total of.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G494fbnsZJ4/TkseJwbQrzI/AAAAAAAABag/FY8XJ2dIW4I/s1600/0709011331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G494fbnsZJ4/TkseJwbQrzI/AAAAAAAABag/FY8XJ2dIW4I/s1600/0709011331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;....180-something dollars!!! This was all I had left! My trash was someone else's&amp;nbsp;treasure! Success! You ask where&amp;nbsp;my money went? To&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-for-finance-half-baby-step-3.html"&gt;baby step 3&lt;/a&gt; of course! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-6697404751951021350?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6697404751951021350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-for-finance-budgets-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6697404751951021350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6697404751951021350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-for-finance-budgets-and-beyond.html' title='food for finance: budgets and beyond'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ToPgpJWk2co/Tksd9snYp_I/AAAAAAAABac/4OSshrgMdCg/s72-c/0708011543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-8954384964439341033</id><published>2011-08-02T21:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:09:44.918-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBQ'/><title type='text'>i like big butts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle and 3 of his friends are starting up a BBQ team. Forth of July weekend was really "experimental weekend" and I was one of the taste testers! Their first competition is in October so there is a lot of cooking to be had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FcLK7_IbZIw/TjaglyeOhXI/AAAAAAAABZc/Jl47__OBiKI/s1600/bbq.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FcLK7_IbZIw/TjaglyeOhXI/AAAAAAAABZc/Jl47__OBiKI/s320/bbq.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was also a lot of time to kill waiting on the food&amp;nbsp;so the ﻿boys played washers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGAV2Ms8pxc/TjagytTJW2I/AAAAAAAABZg/H9PND_AUVAU/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGAV2Ms8pxc/TjagytTJW2I/AAAAAAAABZg/H9PND_AUVAU/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Greg is a pro.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-if0TwzcdBzo/TjahARTDI0I/AAAAAAAABZk/Xjcm8D7BM_g/s1600/DSC_0223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-if0TwzcdBzo/TjahARTDI0I/AAAAAAAABZk/Xjcm8D7BM_g/s320/DSC_0223.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The set up.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFwp2HPS0mk/TjahXoEjGoI/AAAAAAAABZo/jkypQq_2_NE/s1600/DSC_0225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFwp2HPS0mk/TjahXoEjGoI/AAAAAAAABZo/jkypQq_2_NE/s320/DSC_0225.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They are entering in the ribs contest. Don't they look great?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zl_OE_lINGg/Tjahh5JRG_I/AAAAAAAABZs/_j_xPhrAoRI/s1600/DSC_0232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zl_OE_lINGg/Tjahh5JRG_I/AAAAAAAABZs/_j_xPhrAoRI/s320/DSC_0232.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rib huddle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJziLxAbPiQ/TjahrONS59I/AAAAAAAABZw/pHxrkRJ3pfQ/s1600/DSC_0242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJziLxAbPiQ/TjahrONS59I/AAAAAAAABZw/pHxrkRJ3pfQ/s320/DSC_0242.jpg" t$="true" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each of the boys did different seasonings.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsURijpZJtg/TjaiI3Pl8lI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lfHdk0rdh0Q/s1600/DSC_0245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsURijpZJtg/TjaiI3Pl8lI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lfHdk0rdh0Q/s320/DSC_0245.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here was the fun part.&amp;nbsp;They had each of the ribs on separate plates with numbers on them. We did not know who cooked what. We scored the ribs and the sauces. I was in &lt;em&gt;hog&lt;/em&gt; heaven. Pun intended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAJzxwcDHSs/TjaiQXlqXUI/AAAAAAAABZ4/_KH_5ebj0ag/s1600/DSC_0246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAJzxwcDHSs/TjaiQXlqXUI/AAAAAAAABZ4/_KH_5ebj0ag/s320/DSC_0246.jpg" t$="true" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Greg explaining the judging process!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzLPrZIdpjU/TjaiabXd6oI/AAAAAAAABZ8/VZbdPowuHJA/s1600/DSC_0248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzLPrZIdpjU/TjaiabXd6oI/AAAAAAAABZ8/VZbdPowuHJA/s320/DSC_0248.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was intense.﻿..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDPbe2No7PE/TjaiqFVmZZI/AAAAAAAABaA/WQz69SkR_Iw/s1600/DSC_0250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDPbe2No7PE/TjaiqFVmZZI/AAAAAAAABaA/WQz69SkR_Iw/s320/DSC_0250.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and a very hard job!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qNsxzxqPDG0/Tjai3_47nzI/AAAAAAAABaE/1ZkVdWAJmH0/s1600/DSC_0254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qNsxzxqPDG0/Tjai3_47nzI/AAAAAAAABaE/1ZkVdWAJmH0/s320/DSC_0254.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle enjoying his hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really liked the BBQ team&amp;nbsp;name "We like big butts" however, I think they are going with another name. It is still up in the air.&amp;nbsp;Last weekend we did another trial run and they actually did smoke a butt. I ate way too much and had to lay down. I was in a BBQ induced coma. But I came out if it and even had dessert! Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://accordingtoclements.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie and Greg&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for hosting and to Katie for taking the pictures above!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for more taste testings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-8954384964439341033?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8954384964439341033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-like-big-butts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8954384964439341033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/8954384964439341033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-like-big-butts.html' title='i like big butts'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FcLK7_IbZIw/TjaglyeOhXI/AAAAAAAABZc/Jl47__OBiKI/s72-c/bbq.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-2298012595360331409</id><published>2011-07-20T22:42:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:17:06.154-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: half baby step 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are half way there!&amp;nbsp; We are at the half marathon point of &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-3/"&gt;baby step 3&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;What does that mean? We have 3 months of expenses saved in case of an emergency.&amp;nbsp;Our goal is to have&amp;nbsp;savings&amp;nbsp;for 6 months: the full marathon! This has been the hardest part for me thus far in our financial journey. We&amp;nbsp;keep building up cash and it just sits there. It is lounging around in a sand chair&amp;nbsp;looking at me&amp;nbsp;at the&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;beach&lt;/strike&gt; bank&amp;nbsp;saying "hey....spend ME....spend ME!" We really have to&amp;nbsp;be disciplined to not go off and do just that. What if I lost my job? What if Kyle lost his job? What if one of us got sick and couldn't work? After&amp;nbsp;our short term disability ended, our long term disability would kick in. Then&amp;nbsp;we'd also have our 6 month emergency fund. I am feeling pretty prepared right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrKZqTnljDY/Tiee5XWqsuI/AAAAAAAABYM/pRabDjJuoa4/s1600/financial-baby-steps.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrKZqTnljDY/Tiee5XWqsuI/AAAAAAAABYM/pRabDjJuoa4/s1600/financial-baby-steps.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need to ask myself what constitutes as an emergency? &lt;br /&gt;1. loss of job-YES (I covered that)&lt;br /&gt;2. air conditioning goes out in my jeep-YES (&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/food-for-finance-in-air-tonight.html"&gt;true story&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Kyle&amp;nbsp;gets elective&amp;nbsp;lasik eye surgery-NO &lt;br /&gt;4. emergency appendectomy-YES &lt;br /&gt;5. icemaker goes out in my fridge and it is ugly anyway so I need to get another one-NO (true story, we have ice trays now)&lt;br /&gt;6. compressor goes out in my fridge so we need a new one-YES&lt;br /&gt;7. go on a &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/food-for-finance-in-air-tonight.html"&gt;cruise&lt;/a&gt;-NO (but we did to celebrate being DEBT FREE but the house-that was our prize for meeting one of our goals)&lt;br /&gt;8. Kyle upgrading his seats at Mississippi State football games-NO&lt;br /&gt;9. getting a patio for our backyard so our dogs will have shade-NO&lt;br /&gt;10. getting a new roof because it is 20 years old and leaking water-YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is not that I have this huge urge to spend 3 months of our expendable income that we have saved.&amp;nbsp;It is just that&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;Baby step 2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was so easy for me. I loved seeing our statements when we'd pay a huge payment towards our debt. ( I know that sounds crazy-who&amp;nbsp;loves to pay bills? But when you're pounding that bill hard with lots of money, it&amp;nbsp; is a whole new feeling)&amp;nbsp;It was like losing weight. It'd get smaller and smaller and smaller until we were debt free excluding the house! It was a great feeling. A big weight was lifted. Now we have the opposite. I am seeing a number grow and grow and grow. And when we top our 6 months of expenses goal, we'll put that money in an account that we won't touch....only for emergencies. I guess it is just hard for me to fathom that something bad might happen to us. We could be doing so much more with that money....but we know life WILL&amp;nbsp;happen and we want to have our armour on when it does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we're chugging along with the process. We've trained well and we're at a good, steady pace. I can't wait to look back on this post and re-live this feeling and know that we could do it. That we did make a good decision to become financially fit!&amp;nbsp; All the sacrifices will pay off in the long marathon run. One baby step at a time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-2298012595360331409?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2298012595360331409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-for-finance-half-baby-step-3.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2298012595360331409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2298012595360331409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-for-finance-half-baby-step-3.html' title='food for finance: half baby step 3'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrKZqTnljDY/Tiee5XWqsuI/AAAAAAAABYM/pRabDjJuoa4/s72-c/financial-baby-steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6319277583568805322</id><published>2011-07-19T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:54:31.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>leah lack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister-in-law (Kyle's sister) has the cutest name now. I think it flows well....Leah Lack. She got married the last weekend in June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yaPbVkEkG6I/TiYzI5_hMfI/AAAAAAAABXg/GxOcWTed_Yg/s1600/IMG_5683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yaPbVkEkG6I/TiYzI5_hMfI/AAAAAAAABXg/GxOcWTed_Yg/s400/IMG_5683.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bridal&amp;nbsp;party at the bridal brunch at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://eatwithus.com/harveys/index.php"&gt;Harveys&lt;/a&gt;. YUM! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6IOlod18mM/TiYzOmfrbkI/AAAAAAAABXk/xRnrbVNdGRg/s1600/IMG_5684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6IOlod18mM/TiYzOmfrbkI/AAAAAAAABXk/xRnrbVNdGRg/s320/IMG_5684.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here they are people.....Aunt Eloise and Mimi! The famous ladies of the south!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VG3ACrAq68/TiYzahiWuGI/AAAAAAAABXo/M0vEwvHawEg/s1600/IMG_5688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VG3ACrAq68/TiYzahiWuGI/AAAAAAAABXo/M0vEwvHawEg/s320/IMG_5688.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leah is all smiles at&amp;nbsp;the rehearsal.&amp;nbsp;That was only time it rained. Thank goodness because&amp;nbsp;Leah got married&amp;nbsp;outside at&amp;nbsp;a place called the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://burntoaklodge.com/"&gt;Burnt Oak Lodge&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;It was&amp;nbsp;a perfect&amp;nbsp;place for Leah and Josh's personality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFWCpisfcyI/TiYzpE0lmRI/AAAAAAAABXs/OLujk0IGo0w/s1600/IMG_5694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFWCpisfcyI/TiYzpE0lmRI/AAAAAAAABXs/OLujk0IGo0w/s400/IMG_5694.JPG" t$="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were both in the wedding and got to walk down the aisle again! TOGETHER! I told Kyle to look at me and say the&amp;nbsp;vows to himself&amp;nbsp;during the ceremony so we could renew them. HA! Just kidding! We did dance as we exited the aisle! I wish we had that on video. We were a hit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After rehearing our walk, we&amp;nbsp;went to the&amp;nbsp;rehearsal dinner at the &lt;a href="http://www.verandastarkville.com/"&gt;Veranda&lt;/a&gt;, another fine place to eat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Oi-JvFYsOE/TiY0CZTEhbI/AAAAAAAABXw/9Q4JoCHZUzM/s1600/hot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Oi-JvFYsOE/TiY0CZTEhbI/AAAAAAAABXw/9Q4JoCHZUzM/s320/hot.jpg" t$="true" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wedding day! I was super excited Kyle and I were both in the wedding. I don't think it is to common&amp;nbsp;that people are in their sister-in-law's wedding. Usually it is just the other way around. Since I'm an only child, this will probably be the only family wedding I'm in. Oh no, I'm getting sappy?! Actually, Kyle was so giddy when he found out I was in the wedding. It was so cute! I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LROBZtcN96g/TiY0U888sFI/AAAAAAAABX0/K2rYcybGn58/s1600/IMG_5699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LROBZtcN96g/TiY0U888sFI/AAAAAAAABX0/K2rYcybGn58/s400/IMG_5699.JPG" t$="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful bride staying cool. It was hot outside!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5TL-U6n0EI/TiY0-AQ3RUI/AAAAAAAABX8/4-kGzNGYd5A/s1600/IMG_5707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5TL-U6n0EI/TiY0-AQ3RUI/AAAAAAAABX8/4-kGzNGYd5A/s320/IMG_5707.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reception time.&amp;nbsp;The band was great and we danced the night away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOEyb9W_xGg/TiY1G14SH2I/AAAAAAAABYA/YAl1qvyDAb8/s1600/IMG_5713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOEyb9W_xGg/TiY1G14SH2I/AAAAAAAABYA/YAl1qvyDAb8/s320/IMG_5713.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The twins-Brittany and Morgan. We&amp;nbsp;wanted a picture on the jungle gym!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hrbv8WzAs/TiY1NnJXdNI/AAAAAAAABYE/zi0jddHxzPg/s1600/IMG_5721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8hrbv8WzAs/TiY1NnJXdNI/AAAAAAAABYE/zi0jddHxzPg/s320/IMG_5721.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rolling on the&amp;nbsp;river.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RNILAKl7RKM/TiY2d0ld6GI/AAAAAAAABYI/GK6MO980PJU/s1600/IMG_5727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RNILAKl7RKM/TiY2d0ld6GI/AAAAAAAABYI/GK6MO980PJU/s320/IMG_5727.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I drove the get-away-car but this was not it. They rode&amp;nbsp;in my mother-in-law's car so it was a clean escape. Come on now.....we had to do something. We found&amp;nbsp;Leah's car at the hotel and did a little decorating so when the newlyweds&amp;nbsp;got up the next morning, they'd have a fun surprise! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More pictures to come...I don't even have one of the newlyweds! I'll get on that when the pictures come in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-6319277583568805322?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6319277583568805322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/leah-lack.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6319277583568805322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6319277583568805322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/leah-lack.html' title='leah lack'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yaPbVkEkG6I/TiYzI5_hMfI/AAAAAAAABXg/GxOcWTed_Yg/s72-c/IMG_5683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-1804047370501160435</id><published>2011-06-30T22:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:32:27.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>cry me a spring river</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the beginning of June, I went on a canoe day trip with some of my friends. We went to spring river in Arkansas and I can say that it was a very memorable trip. Kyle didn't get to go. I think&amp;nbsp;he was a little happy because that meant that he got to watch the regional baseball game that Mississippi State was in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sl3L17WAr5w/TgvcFjj2__I/AAAAAAAABU4/pzyIV5RtSLY/s1600/sr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sl3L17WAr5w/TgvcFjj2__I/AAAAAAAABU4/pzyIV5RtSLY/s320/sr.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April and I on our way to the drop off point. We ended up being canoe partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9FrJq5ERiA/TgvcKaPvPBI/AAAAAAAABVE/HD2HN3UITd8/s1600/251060_10150209123044718_748354717_6855414_607306_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9FrJq5ERiA/TgvcKaPvPBI/AAAAAAAABVE/HD2HN3UITd8/s320/251060_10150209123044718_748354717_6855414_607306_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cindy's birthday is in January and she wanted to go canoeing for her celebration..so we did....5 months later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my canoe partner. I somehow ended up being the back canoer. Well, that did not go so well when April said "this is going to be a long 10 miles" in a not-so-happy tone. We proceeded to&amp;nbsp;veer towards a tree. So I suggested we swap and it was the best decision for our friendship! We ended up being great partners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yOF2ErTnoIg/TgvcJdyDm7I/AAAAAAAABVA/Lm3OImXlvJk/s1600/250445_10150209123384718_748354717_6855420_6569875_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yOF2ErTnoIg/TgvcJdyDm7I/AAAAAAAABVA/Lm3OImXlvJk/s320/250445_10150209123384718_748354717_6855420_6569875_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Do you see this yacht? I mean 3 rafts roped together? There was a guy with a big speaker, mic, laptop, amp, and stage where he was being the river DJ. I liked it minus the unedited music. These people are regulars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdyO4TSkMjg/Tgvchzx24lI/AAAAAAAABVc/0_0RUCAGNQ4/s1600/260390_10150209123569718_748354717_6855426_8308284_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdyO4TSkMjg/Tgvchzx24lI/AAAAAAAABVc/0_0RUCAGNQ4/s320/260390_10150209123569718_748354717_6855426_8308284_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HE1WCB9Rg7s/TgvcIPppprI/AAAAAAAABU8/xu3PedF6rN4/s1600/250420_10150209123864718_748354717_6855432_4718789_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HE1WCB9Rg7s/TgvcIPppprI/AAAAAAAABU8/xu3PedF6rN4/s400/250420_10150209123864718_748354717_6855432_4718789_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls-Sarah, April, Shelly, Julia, Lisa, Steph, Cindy, and me. I would like to add that I was the only one who wore a life jacket. I was also made fun of! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kvBjuK_XWRc/TgvcNJEuBdI/AAAAAAAABVM/7yvfE0mxA9Q/s1600/252970_10150209123709718_748354717_6855428_986330_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kvBjuK_XWRc/TgvcNJEuBdI/AAAAAAAABVM/7yvfE0mxA9Q/s320/252970_10150209123709718_748354717_6855428_986330_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This does not look like a comfy spot to eat!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHtPWgKQC_U/TgvcN8_zgsI/AAAAAAAABVQ/mq7szoYhcGQ/s1600/254300_10150209124184718_748354717_6855440_2330794_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHtPWgKQC_U/TgvcN8_zgsI/AAAAAAAABVQ/mq7szoYhcGQ/s320/254300_10150209124184718_748354717_6855440_2330794_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So glad we swapped spots...if not, these smiles would've been frowns!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jUpRi0BnXE/TgvcLXZVGnI/AAAAAAAABVI/xFPTcff3FVE/s1600/251230_10150209124639718_748354717_6855453_5096912_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jUpRi0BnXE/TgvcLXZVGnI/AAAAAAAABVI/xFPTcff3FVE/s320/251230_10150209124639718_748354717_6855453_5096912_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boys were some great rock-skippers! This&amp;nbsp;was the last of our happy pictures....and happy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back in our canoes and headed onward. Then some clouds rolled in. I thought nothing of it. Then Shelly said it looked like it was getting bad. Then the clouds got darker. So we decided we'd pull over. But one of our friends tumped (that word is for Sarah) over so we pulled over on an island to wait on them. Once they got to the island the bottom fell out. We thought it'd pass after 20 minutes. It started hailing. We had no shelter. The lightning was so bad. The thunder was so loud. We were freezing. So we huddled with about 10 other strangers and sang songs to pass the time. Then 45 minutes passed with no relief. Across the river was a house and a gazebo where these people were playing music on a sound system. How could they party at a time like this?&amp;nbsp;Finally after an hour I had enough! I huddled with some guys under their raft and called (glad April had her phone in a water proof bag) our canoe rental place, &lt;a href="http://www.manyislands.com/"&gt;Many Islands&lt;/a&gt;. Ironically, we were trapped on an island! The line was busy! My idea was to have them come rescue us! No luck. The lightening was too bad to cross the river and the current was too strong to swim. When Ray looked worried, I knew we were in bad shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had the bright idea to just go on...REALLY? It had been an hour and 15 minutes since the storm started. I was not comfortable&amp;nbsp;leaving but I didn't want to be left alone on&amp;nbsp;the island. So April and I got in our metal canoe in the lightening. It gets better. 2 girls who had an inter tube hopped in our canoe....our 2 man canoe. Oh why not! It wasn't raining as bad. Sure, you'll be safer in our metal canoe! So off we went. We were in the canoe for about 3 minutes when we saw dead man's curve. April and I were very proud of the fact we had not flipped. We saw the rapid, we thought we had it...then BAM! Our 2 extra people did us in. We think one of them broke their arm. It was horrible. I am surprised I only had 1 scratch.&amp;nbsp;Who is making fun of my life jacket now? We finally got to land and it ended up being a canoe drop off point, but not ours. So the 2 girls got medical attention and left. April and I got back in our canoe and finally it started to clear up. The lightening was still going strong but it was getting further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 30 minutes down the river, we found our Many Islands drop off point. Thank the good Lord we were safe and the canoe ride was over!&amp;nbsp; It really did rain on our parade. I am not real sure I'll be canoeing in the near furture. I'm going to have to forget this horrible event before I get back out on the river!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-1804047370501160435?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1804047370501160435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/cry-me-spring-river.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1804047370501160435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1804047370501160435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/cry-me-spring-river.html' title='cry me a spring river'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sl3L17WAr5w/TgvcFjj2__I/AAAAAAAABU4/pzyIV5RtSLY/s72-c/sr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-397184536259746112</id><published>2011-06-27T21:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:33:42.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: in the air tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment, Kyle and I are in my jeep with the&amp;nbsp;air conditioning&amp;nbsp;on high!&amp;nbsp; This is a BIG DEAL! Last summer, my air went out.&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp;June and it was already in the 90s everyday. We took it in&amp;nbsp;and they&amp;nbsp;gave us&amp;nbsp;an estimate of $1500 to fix it.&amp;nbsp; We were still working through &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finance-it-really-happened.html"&gt;baby step 2&lt;/a&gt; and had just one more debt to pay off. So we decided to wait out the summer with no air. We thought.....Oh that won't be too bad. The summer before last was a mild one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG! Last summer was the second hottest on record. If we would've only known....&lt;br /&gt;It was miserable! Kyle and I took turns driving my jeep. We carpooled a lot with work friends. I feel like we lost weight by sweating at red lights. We began to notice a lot of people didn't have air.&amp;nbsp; I'd see someone&amp;nbsp;driving by me on the interstate going 70mph with their windows rolled down and I'd give them the *I know how you feel* nod. And it was so loud riding down the interstate with the windows down. And&amp;nbsp;all the car exhaust!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then August came. Even worse. We hit 100 plus for 3 weeks straight. I was never so glad to see the season change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finally, a year later, the time came. Once it hit 90s for 1 week straight, it was time to get A/C. Since we&amp;nbsp;were &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;debt free&lt;/a&gt; except the house, getting the A/C fixed was not a stressful event. It was only an inconvenience because we had money saved for events like this one.&amp;nbsp;We did&amp;nbsp;have the cash last summer since we'd completed &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-1/"&gt;baby step 1&lt;/a&gt;, but we wanted to wait (see 1st paragraph-we were temporarily insane!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It ended up being less than expected, $999.60 and it was well worth it! Kyle thanks the inventor of the air conditioner everyday. He hopes their offspring are millionaires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow when you're driving down the street when it is 97 degrees and you see someone in a car with their natural A/C blowing, feel very sorry for them! Then give thanks that you did not grow up in the 1950s when there was no such thing as A/C in cars. I feel like I have a brand new car but I have a 2002 Jeep Liberty. We've been through a lot together and I hope she (Dolly)&amp;nbsp;lasts me many more years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNWgZ8vLCPI/TgqOOi8hESI/AAAAAAAABU0/jURt2R5rnNI/s1600/IMG_5729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNWgZ8vLCPI/TgqOOi8hESI/AAAAAAAABU0/jURt2R5rnNI/s320/IMG_5729.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah....the cool breeze blowing through my hair never felt so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-397184536259746112?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/397184536259746112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/food-for-finance-in-air-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/397184536259746112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/397184536259746112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/food-for-finance-in-air-tonight.html' title='food for finance: in the air tonight'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNWgZ8vLCPI/TgqOOi8hESI/AAAAAAAABU0/jURt2R5rnNI/s72-c/IMG_5729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6583033429050511160</id><published>2011-06-17T16:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:36:07.770-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>MAYhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've had a lot of McCoy&amp;nbsp;quality family&amp;nbsp;time in May. We spent 2 weekends in Starkville. (Kyle's happy place). &amp;nbsp;Kyle's sister is getting married in June so there has been a lot of showers, dress hunting, the usual wedding stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our first trip to Starkville was for Jeff's wedding, a friend Kyle grew up with. Kyle was a groomsman so&amp;nbsp;he was super excited that the rehearsal dinner was at the M club, a place&amp;nbsp;overlooking the&amp;nbsp;football stadium for the athletic alums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o5KuMZW0TK4/Tfu37hjFD8I/AAAAAAAABT8/jMBu7eylZZo/s320/IMG_5624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Inside the M Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jeff married Rebekah, from Strakville, so all the festivities were held there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9oZM4eA7F5w/Tfu4ZwpNsrI/AAAAAAAABUM/aPGrpLnSz2o/s1600/IMG_5628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9oZM4eA7F5w/Tfu4ZwpNsrI/AAAAAAAABUM/aPGrpLnSz2o/s320/IMG_5628.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿My handsome husband at the reception. And you know it was on campus too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfNedelHf1I/Tfu4KYZcAFI/AAAAAAAABUE/2C6lAf4a9sU/s1600/IMG_5627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfNedelHf1I/Tfu4KYZcAFI/AAAAAAAABUE/2C6lAf4a9sU/s400/IMG_5627.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;best.grooms.cake.ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejuAhX8xuiM/Tfu4R7XNNlI/AAAAAAAABUI/9q7NEUWxCTM/s1600/IMG_5629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejuAhX8xuiM/Tfu4R7XNNlI/AAAAAAAABUI/9q7NEUWxCTM/s320/IMG_5629.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The newlyweds! Jeff and Rebekah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4YSz3epxJc/Tfu4mWfFykI/AAAAAAAABUQ/rmu7YOiFoGs/s1600/IMG_5635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4YSz3epxJc/Tfu4mWfFykI/AAAAAAAABUQ/rmu7YOiFoGs/s320/IMG_5635.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rebekah's son Bran and, as of last week, he is offically Jeff's son too! He's a great breakdancer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The very next weekend was Leah's (my sister-in-law) bachelorette party in Nashville.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle had a fun weekend too. He went to BBQ fest with our friends, Jen and Leon, and to a crawfish boil the next day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QyxbMtQJ1Yw/Tfu4z__vxoI/AAAAAAAABUU/3XT87eIxn60/s1600/IMG_5660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QyxbMtQJ1Yw/Tfu4z__vxoI/AAAAAAAABUU/3XT87eIxn60/s400/IMG_5660.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the party...we had a good time.&amp;nbsp; All the bridesmaids came which included Leah's cousin and soon to be sister-in-law. We had a great time meeting some locals and touring the town. Nashville is always a fun place to go for a weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memorial day weekend we were back in Starkville&amp;nbsp;for Leah and Josh's engagement party hosted by Mr. Simmons. You ask who he is?&amp;nbsp; He is 87. He used to own the CPA firm Leah works for&amp;nbsp;and he sold it but still works there part time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhlZV0Mo-5Q/TgosuSCKJJI/AAAAAAAABUs/yOwdYda6_6E/s1600/DSC00213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhlZV0Mo-5Q/TgosuSCKJJI/AAAAAAAABUs/yOwdYda6_6E/s400/DSC00213.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle and I at the party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgrMzBug--c/TgosRSH_5kI/AAAAAAAABUo/sYZIYmDEvMc/s1600/DSC00218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgrMzBug--c/TgosRSH_5kI/AAAAAAAABUo/sYZIYmDEvMc/s320/DSC00218.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sibling love﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7hbzQcwjl8/Tgos-iYytxI/AAAAAAAABUw/UN6kVWkCn8c/s1600/DSC00215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7hbzQcwjl8/Tgos-iYytxI/AAAAAAAABUw/UN6kVWkCn8c/s320/DSC00215.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the girls﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KER0rr6EvHs/Tgor5g0w-fI/AAAAAAAABUk/llTTMBApD0k/s1600/DSC00220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KER0rr6EvHs/Tgor5g0w-fI/AAAAAAAABUk/llTTMBApD0k/s320/DSC00220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our 1st family photo with the engaged couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe you're wondering how an 87 year old man still works, drives, hosts parties, and builds retaining walls. So I asked him. I asked Mr. Simmons what his secert&amp;nbsp;is to living a "young" healthy life. He told me he used to work out 3 times a week and drink gin and tonic.&amp;nbsp; ﻿He also said he didn't get married until he was 40. He's been married 47 years to his wife who is 82. She said all of our names as we were were leaving their house. How come I can't remember where I put my keys?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed the rest of the weekend in Starkville to hang out with Kyle's parents. We got up Monday morning and headed to my parents to cookout with them. Lots of good memories were made!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-6583033429050511160?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6583033429050511160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/mayhem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6583033429050511160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6583033429050511160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/mayhem.html' title='MAYhem'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o5KuMZW0TK4/Tfu37hjFD8I/AAAAAAAABT8/jMBu7eylZZo/s72-c/IMG_5624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-2925632623475480019</id><published>2011-06-12T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:06:29.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><title type='text'>my world is a flood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;....slowly I become one with the mud.-&lt;a href="http://www.tsrocks.com/j/jars_of_clay_texts/flood.html"&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That song reminds of high school track practice. Today it reminds me of the &lt;a href="http://memphisflood.com/"&gt;Memphis floods in May.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;The muddy Mississippi decided to crest at 47.85 feet just shy of reaching the all time record of the 1937 flood of 48.7 feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewm31_bE1DM/TfVzzG75b_I/AAAAAAAABTw/-6HKkrwfg70/s1600/mayhem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewm31_bE1DM/TfVzzG75b_I/AAAAAAAABTw/-6HKkrwfg70/s320/mayhem.jpg" t8="true" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With all the media here, you'd think the whole city was going under!&amp;nbsp;Just under&amp;nbsp;10 % of the area was flooded and most of that was uninhabited areas.&amp;nbsp; This is why I don't believe&amp;nbsp;half of what the&amp;nbsp;news says. I need an eyewitness (that I know personally)&amp;nbsp;telling me if it's true or not! We sure were on the news a lot. GEEZ! So here is a recap of the events back in May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DA13LYkUhXI/TfVtCu9ikVI/AAAAAAAABS8/69_NPACKZv8/s1600/IMG_5619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DA13LYkUhXI/TfVtCu9ikVI/AAAAAAAABS8/69_NPACKZv8/s320/IMG_5619.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The parking lot in Harbor Town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlLNkagp_yY/TfVtLD1nyMI/AAAAAAAABTA/ZcLALQ-3mOU/s1600/harbour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlLNkagp_yY/TfVtLD1nyMI/AAAAAAAABTA/ZcLALQ-3mOU/s320/harbour.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The parking lot flooded in Harbor Town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLI98z3Lo_E/TfVtTnZUrVI/AAAAAAAABTE/vOLuMN473Qg/s1600/hb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLI98z3Lo_E/TfVtTnZUrVI/AAAAAAAABTE/vOLuMN473Qg/s320/hb.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't see the walking path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vot6UN1r7Uo/TfVtayEYSpI/AAAAAAAABTI/v9t7wuntbsU/s1600/hb2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vot6UN1r7Uo/TfVtayEYSpI/AAAAAAAABTI/v9t7wuntbsU/s320/hb2.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sand trucks covering Island Drive on Mud Island just in case the river crested over the road (it didn't).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My co-worker and I took a stroll on our lunch break to see the new tourist attraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ievrZBMtqUE/TfVt8HrO9sI/AAAAAAAABTM/s6Kmm13gm1E/s1600/IMG_5639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ievrZBMtqUE/TfVt8HrO9sI/AAAAAAAABTM/s6Kmm13gm1E/s320/IMG_5639.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Beale Street where it meets Riverside Dr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKrU8m9kDgs/TfVuFtvzluI/AAAAAAAABTQ/FF2NykTCIV8/s1600/IMG_5640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKrU8m9kDgs/TfVuFtvzluI/AAAAAAAABTQ/FF2NykTCIV8/s320/IMG_5640.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Media time: Everyone was here from Al Roker to Diane Sawyer. They were here to report less than 10% of the city being under water and most uninhabited! Granted there were some homes that were flooded. But come on now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGcb1QTIBOI/TfVuM9O9hLI/AAAAAAAABTU/wdXajuiC3n4/s1600/IMG_5641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGcb1QTIBOI/TfVuM9O9hLI/AAAAAAAABTU/wdXajuiC3n4/s320/IMG_5641.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was a man selling water.&amp;nbsp; This was a true attraction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-maKZ9mHvdDE/TfVuUTIoLOI/AAAAAAAABTY/o1F7J8ndx1E/s1600/IMG_5643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-maKZ9mHvdDE/TfVuUTIoLOI/AAAAAAAABTY/o1F7J8ndx1E/s320/IMG_5643.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Media frenzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuUUX9qd5l8/TfVuZm1rgUI/AAAAAAAABTc/NHoJnsV2SX8/s1600/IMG_5649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuUUX9qd5l8/TfVuZm1rgUI/AAAAAAAABTc/NHoJnsV2SX8/s320/IMG_5649.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riverside Drive was apparently closed.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4_4gevmnfQ/TfVugevCl7I/AAAAAAAABTg/NeheSvgzXqE/s1600/IMG_5646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4_4gevmnfQ/TfVugevCl7I/AAAAAAAABTg/NeheSvgzXqE/s320/IMG_5646.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More of Riverside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZDOJhs6Mt8/TfVuqcMYkKI/AAAAAAAABTk/e4At-9iaOyk/s1600/IMG_5652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZDOJhs6Mt8/TfVuqcMYkKI/AAAAAAAABTk/e4At-9iaOyk/s320/IMG_5652.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The CNN guy was reporting live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRMBnsfthsk/TfVuylm_yAI/AAAAAAAABTo/YnHOJiFeV_k/s1600/IMG_5653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRMBnsfthsk/TfVuylm_yAI/AAAAAAAABTo/YnHOJiFeV_k/s400/IMG_5653.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....so I had to grab that moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RE6_RA0JJA/TfVz__UFgGI/AAAAAAAABT0/vDs2deWtWgg/s1600/boat2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RE6_RA0JJA/TfVz__UFgGI/AAAAAAAABT0/vDs2deWtWgg/s320/boat2.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a great statue of a person trying to be rescued &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTiz9Eoo4Mg/TfVu1Y5zHnI/AAAAAAAABTs/lJdbip9yKcg/s1600/boat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTiz9Eoo4Mg/TfVu1Y5zHnI/AAAAAAAABTs/lJdbip9yKcg/s320/boat.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ironic it was under water for about a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to move &lt;a href="http://www.memphisinmay.org/bbq"&gt;BBQ fest&lt;/a&gt; to Tiger Lane (where U of Memphis football tailgating is held) but all the other Memphis in May events were downtown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-42Dr0H947tI/TfZ8F4vb5bI/AAAAAAAABT4/4_ypNjoL9Uw/s1600/pig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-42Dr0H947tI/TfZ8F4vb5bI/AAAAAAAABT4/4_ypNjoL9Uw/s400/pig.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved the t-shirts!!!! SOS-Save our Swine!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were so many good things happening in Memphis the week of the floods. The Memphis Grizzles were in the NBA playoffs and President Obama came to speak at &lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/photos-and-video/video/2011/04/20/booker-t-washington-high-school-memphis-tennessee"&gt;Booker T Washington&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;high school graduation. But you'd never know that if you watched the news!!! Don't believe everything you hear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-2925632623475480019?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2925632623475480019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-world-is-flood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2925632623475480019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/2925632623475480019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-world-is-flood.html' title='my world is a flood'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewm31_bE1DM/TfVzzG75b_I/AAAAAAAABTw/-6HKkrwfg70/s72-c/mayhem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-86045025610603157</id><published>2011-06-07T21:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:49:53.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: schock vs weiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZeubVGmj8/Tew48wu3tnI/AAAAAAAABS0/aC1IFf57mcw/s1600/menshealth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZeubVGmj8/Tew48wu3tnI/AAAAAAAABS0/aC1IFf57mcw/s320/menshealth.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However you feel about the new health care bill, lets face it....it is going to go up in price. And why? Because we as Americans are letting it! I honestly have no idea what &lt;a href="http://schock.house.gov/"&gt;Congressmen Aaron Schock&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;stands for except that he is the the youngest congressman (age 29) and he was on the cover of &lt;a href="http://www.menshealth.com/fitness/aaron-schock-fitness"&gt;Men's Health&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/26184891/vp/42955164#42955164"&gt;this clip&lt;/a&gt; from the Today Show and I was so excited!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Aaron Schock is challenging Americans to be fit for life.&amp;nbsp;He talks about how you have to make a change for yourself.&amp;nbsp; It does not have to be a big change all at once. Start by going for a walk&amp;nbsp;3 days a week for 15 minutes. Choose to drink water instead of a coke. Have fruit instead of chips for lunch. And the list goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jdJT5EhXcc/Tew8TStxQXI/AAAAAAAABS4/MM31KlgazBM/s1600/aaron-schock-fitness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jdJT5EhXcc/Tew8TStxQXI/AAAAAAAABS4/MM31KlgazBM/s320/aaron-schock-fitness.jpg" t8="true" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Don't confuse Aaron Schock's&amp;nbsp;chest pictures with congressman&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/w/anthony_d_weiner/index.html"&gt;Anthony Weiner&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Aaron&amp;nbsp;did&amp;nbsp;his photo shoot to encourage Americans to live a healthier lifestyle. The big fight in Washington is "who is going to pay for health care?" We are!&amp;nbsp; According to the &lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/obesity/causes/economics.html"&gt;CDC&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;Americans spent&amp;nbsp;$147 &lt;strong&gt;billion&lt;/strong&gt; dollars in 2008&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;medical care costs&amp;nbsp;relating to obesity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having enough time is the excuse I hear&amp;nbsp;a lot&amp;nbsp;when people talk about loosing weight. I don't have time. I can't. Yadda, yadda, yadda. When &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-lbs.html"&gt;Kyle&lt;/a&gt; and I &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finace-cutting-cable-cord.html"&gt;cut&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;our cable, we realized how much t.v. we were watching. It took us doing that to&amp;nbsp;figure out we could be doing so much more with our time. We have our cable back now&amp;nbsp;but we don't watch it near as much as we used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Michelle Obama's &lt;a href="http://www.letsmove.gov/learn-facts/epidemic-childhood-obesity"&gt;Let's Move&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;website, it says "Eight to 18-year old adolescents spend an average of 7.5 hours a day using entertainment media, including, TV, computers, video games, cell phones and movies, and only one-third of high school students get the recommended levels of physical activity."&amp;nbsp; We all need to step it up and encourage each other!&amp;nbsp; Challenge each other to do something&amp;nbsp;you normally&amp;nbsp;wouldn't do. Go for a bike ride. Go on a hike. Walk the dogs. Take the kids to the park. Play hide and seek.&amp;nbsp;Since it is so hot out there, find a pool and swim (this is me hinting to my pool friends to invite me over!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesome husband did his part by lowering his &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-favorite-present.html"&gt;LDL and HDL&lt;/a&gt;. Since he's lost &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7218423056562197635&amp;amp;postID=86045025610603157"&gt;60&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;pounds and kept if off, he's helping to bring that $147 billion down just a little. Who knows what kind&amp;nbsp;medical problems he'd have if he didn't take control of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is even on board. We get so many points for getting our annual check-ups, exercising, being smoke-free, etc. This year I got the most points and my health insurance did not go up. Instead I get $15 off a pay period for being in good health. Such a great incentive to be healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.aaronschock.com/"&gt;Congressman Schock&lt;/a&gt; for taking one for the team and baring it all for such a good cause!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-86045025610603157?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/86045025610603157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/food-for-finance-schock-vs-weiner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/86045025610603157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/86045025610603157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/food-for-finance-schock-vs-weiner.html' title='food for finance: schock vs weiner'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZeubVGmj8/Tew48wu3tnI/AAAAAAAABS0/aC1IFf57mcw/s72-c/menshealth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-5810229467704885317</id><published>2011-05-29T13:15:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:57:15.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: oh ship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I know what you're thinking. Why would Kyle and Angie go on vacation when all they talk about is getting out of &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;debt&lt;/a&gt;? Because we earned it! Was it in the budget? OF COURSE! When we decided to really tackle the remainder of our debt, it only took 5 months of hard work. And to think I was going to pay on my &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finance-it-really-happened.html"&gt;student loan&lt;/a&gt; for&amp;nbsp;15 more years.&amp;nbsp;Not this girl! We were focused and we had a goal in mind. That goal involved the sand and sun! We are still in &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-3/"&gt;baby step 3&lt;/a&gt;, building our emergency fund, but together we thought it was time for a real vacation! One that was not work related. One that lasted for a week! One that we could pay and not have to worry about our debt (except our house) when we came home!&amp;nbsp;It was a&amp;nbsp;time to celebrate being debt free! And&amp;nbsp;our vacation&amp;nbsp;just so happen to be our anniversary week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;decided to go on a 7 day cruise in April.&amp;nbsp;Kyle had never been on a cruise and I had been on 2. So off we went. We left Friday to go to Mimi's house in Jackson, MS. As always she had wine, chips, and dip ready for&amp;nbsp;us upon&amp;nbsp;our&amp;nbsp;arrival. We left around 8am from Mimi's and headed south to New Orleans. We directly boarded the ship around noon and ate lunch. Ahhhhh, vacation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bEyVo2B0TfM/Tdhr2ZUE7kI/AAAAAAAABPA/5H3v8titADI/s1600/IMG_5407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bEyVo2B0TfM/Tdhr2ZUE7kI/AAAAAAAABPA/5H3v8titADI/s320/IMG_5407.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We heard that the average person gains anywhere from 1 to 2 pounds a day while on a cruise...1 to 2 pounds A DAY!&amp;nbsp;YIKES! We found the massive work-out room and weighed in. We wanted to be mindful of our weight. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vatCvSFwupI/Tdhr-gamTqI/AAAAAAAABPE/TTZC79veFVs/s1600/IMG_5408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vatCvSFwupI/Tdhr-gamTqI/AAAAAAAABPE/TTZC79veFVs/s320/IMG_5408.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sweet husband got us a room by the spa and work-out room. We worked out everyday but one. We&amp;nbsp;did not want to&amp;nbsp;be a statistic!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g4g5eOaUFMo/TdhsKEWUp9I/AAAAAAAABPI/mmZP1ySxBB8/s1600/IMG_5409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g4g5eOaUFMo/TdhsKEWUp9I/AAAAAAAABPI/mmZP1ySxBB8/s320/IMG_5409.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the view from New&amp;nbsp;Orleans from&amp;nbsp;the deck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwANzJkgyWY/TdhsP_4rkQI/AAAAAAAABPM/sLR4GbP4R8U/s1600/IMG_5421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwANzJkgyWY/TdhsP_4rkQI/AAAAAAAABPM/sLR4GbP4R8U/s320/IMG_5421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the muddy Mississippi river! GROSS! I was ready to be in the middle of no where with blue water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRUa-IThMSk/TdhsWJ2xnXI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Gs49LcgmqIA/s1600/IMG_5423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRUa-IThMSk/TdhsWJ2xnXI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Gs49LcgmqIA/s320/IMG_5423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started cruising around 5. This is a picture of the our view rolling on the river.&amp;nbsp;And look, we had a balcony in our room!!! I had a view of the wall on my 2 previous&amp;nbsp;cruises. Kyle said he wanted to do it right for our celebration cruise. So we did! I can never go back&amp;nbsp;to a regular room.&amp;nbsp;I'm spoiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6AgQuY0imo/TdhsdFPD5eI/AAAAAAAABPU/aCiUC8qjON8/s1600/IMG_5425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6AgQuY0imo/TdhsdFPD5eI/AAAAAAAABPU/aCiUC8qjON8/s320/IMG_5425.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner, I was so wiped out. I think I was asleep by 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 at sea: I read in a blog to leave the shades open for the sunrise wake-up view...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMPJtQgHB6k/TdhsjneX8MI/AAAAAAAABPY/qk_PMVZcFwI/s1600/IMG_5430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMPJtQgHB6k/TdhsjneX8MI/AAAAAAAABPY/qk_PMVZcFwI/s320/IMG_5430.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿It was early, but it was worth it.&amp;nbsp; And the strange thing was, we couldn't figure out how to call for a wake up call. There&amp;nbsp;was no alarm clock in the room and our phones didn't work. God took care of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day in the&amp;nbsp;the sun reading, relaxing, and....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1rxyD771iE/TdhstoSuJcI/AAAAAAAABPc/vl8QkHzIoMY/s1600/IMG_5431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1rxyD771iE/TdhstoSuJcI/AAAAAAAABPc/vl8QkHzIoMY/s400/IMG_5431.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...going down the slide!!! I got a great action shot of Kyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HZXxQs3y3s/Tdhs1weLXAI/AAAAAAAABPg/8K7t1Kh83to/s1600/IMG_5434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HZXxQs3y3s/Tdhs1weLXAI/AAAAAAAABPg/8K7t1Kh83to/s320/IMG_5434.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle is definitely a cruise fan.﻿ They added the jumbo tv to the deck (on the left). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A signature item, the animal towels. So cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-es4tKGYB6TQ/Tdhtw-zP6LI/AAAAAAAABPk/6ut1mFUhU20/s1600/IMG_5437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-es4tKGYB6TQ/Tdhtw-zP6LI/AAAAAAAABPk/6ut1mFUhU20/s320/IMG_5437.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note the blue water in the background.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w60Pew0pvI0/Tdht6mz0GZI/AAAAAAAABPo/KKVxzPT18DM/s1600/IMG_5453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w60Pew0pvI0/Tdht6mz0GZI/AAAAAAAABPo/KKVxzPT18DM/s320/IMG_5453.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to watch the sunset since we saw the sunrise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CmjmJiqv8zU/TdhuNNks_xI/AAAAAAAABPs/JBjTyWovaaA/s1600/IMG_5459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CmjmJiqv8zU/TdhuNNks_xI/AAAAAAAABPs/JBjTyWovaaA/s320/IMG_5459.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner we went to the comedy club with our new friends. At dinner, they pair you up with people. Ours were a very nice couple from Boston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 3 at port: Key West, FL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hAPxhlNUSYo/TdhuVmJfD2I/AAAAAAAABPw/Aj3nAXBjOxg/s1600/IMG_5462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hAPxhlNUSYo/TdhuVmJfD2I/AAAAAAAABPw/Aj3nAXBjOxg/s320/IMG_5462.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle&amp;nbsp;is day dreaming&amp;nbsp;he&amp;nbsp;is on this island.....oh wait. HE IS!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--V2NNpN9aLM/TdhubifKyEI/AAAAAAAABP0/9k8PR8JdIcY/s1600/IMG_5466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--V2NNpN9aLM/TdhubifKyEI/AAAAAAAABP0/9k8PR8JdIcY/s320/IMG_5466.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿If I could only go to an island that looked like this. Wait...I am THERE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Watch out&amp;nbsp;Key West!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6s9wP2xP3c/TdhupPwqM6I/AAAAAAAABP4/IyEep4Qo0SI/s1600/IMG_5467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6s9wP2xP3c/TdhupPwqM6I/AAAAAAAABP4/IyEep4Qo0SI/s320/IMG_5467.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved the trees in Key West.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we disembarked and went exploring. We didn't do any excursions on our cruise. We thought we'd just wing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ungmK85durk/Tdhu3DKrubI/AAAAAAAABP8/0JmkWnrQljY/s1600/IMG_5468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ungmK85durk/Tdhu3DKrubI/AAAAAAAABP8/0JmkWnrQljY/s320/IMG_5468.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found President&amp;nbsp;Harry Truman's&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.trumanlittlewhitehouse.com/"&gt;little White House&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where he spent his winters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmj0nraQX1s/TdhvDUCbNlI/AAAAAAAABQA/b5mvA48zOwQ/s1600/IMG_5469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmj0nraQX1s/TdhvDUCbNlI/AAAAAAAABQA/b5mvA48zOwQ/s320/IMG_5469.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harry's sand sculpture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3mDFsGxmS0/TdhvQA0w03I/AAAAAAAABQE/7MPxFuxNYbw/s1600/IMG_5470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3mDFsGxmS0/TdhvQA0w03I/AAAAAAAABQE/7MPxFuxNYbw/s320/IMG_5470.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I heard roosters and chickens run wild in the&amp;nbsp;streets of Key West.&amp;nbsp;They do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0wyrh_YEPfU/Tdh8lxFOEjI/AAAAAAAABQI/A4PdnJH22ys/s1600/mile0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0wyrh_YEPfU/Tdh8lxFOEjI/AAAAAAAABQI/A4PdnJH22ys/s400/mile0.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The famous mile zero.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next up we went on a tour of &lt;a href="http://www.hemingwayhome.com/HTML/main_menu.html"&gt;Ernest Hemingway's home&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gn-wwb_Q7U/Tdh9eX-AyFI/AAAAAAAABQM/_SM-a_cBkT4/s1600/IMG_5483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gn-wwb_Q7U/Tdh9eX-AyFI/AAAAAAAABQM/_SM-a_cBkT4/s320/IMG_5483.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle&amp;nbsp;contemplating becoming a writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had the best tour guide. He had a long beard, dark skin from being in the sun, one earring in his ear, and white shorts. A retired hipster who was&amp;nbsp;an amazing story teller. A good option for a retirement job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jinu1rgyECs/Tdh-lWLXSsI/AAAAAAAABQQ/FomUetKtrfo/s1600/IMG_5475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jinu1rgyECs/Tdh-lWLXSsI/AAAAAAAABQQ/FomUetKtrfo/s320/IMG_5475.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am gathering up blog ideas from Hemmingway's bedroom.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Hemmingway's home is known for the 6 toed cats. There&amp;nbsp;were around 44 there roaming around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOjx0-7ZbvE/TdiCXEckWZI/AAAAAAAABRI/Aj0sDXxaqSM/s1600/IMG_5480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOjx0-7ZbvE/TdiCXEckWZI/AAAAAAAABRI/Aj0sDXxaqSM/s320/IMG_5480.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is also known for having many wives. Long story short, this fountain used to be a urinal. Ernest and his ex-wife did crazy things to each other to get back at one another. I made sure no one was looking when I had Kyle pose for the above picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vghvwxmKviw/Tdh_Aykk14I/AAAAAAAABQY/GUWQGlnVDA8/s1600/IMG_5481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vghvwxmKviw/Tdh_Aykk14I/AAAAAAAABQY/GUWQGlnVDA8/s320/IMG_5481.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was looking for the perfect spot to take our "third" anniversary picture. Low and behold, the Hemmingway house also does weddings!&amp;nbsp; Perfect picture for our special day! We are 3 years old. I keep telling Kyle that I want to push pause or rewind....it is going by too fast.&amp;nbsp;I've loved the past 3 years being married to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ee3JC4N72TM/Tdh_LL4wrLI/AAAAAAAABQc/6zRcdzqmlnM/s1600/IMG_5486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ee3JC4N72TM/Tdh_LL4wrLI/AAAAAAAABQc/6zRcdzqmlnM/s320/IMG_5486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lighthouse picture for my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Pqf1i210_4/Tdh_oxCa3HI/AAAAAAAABQg/_Cw0WlDxib8/s1600/southern+pt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Pqf1i210_4/Tdh_oxCa3HI/AAAAAAAABQg/_Cw0WlDxib8/s320/southern+pt.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another famous spot. The southern most point in the continental U.S. There was even a line to take this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wa9bdn13k-0/Tdh_9iO3iNI/AAAAAAAABQk/Ia_dN9a-nDo/s1600/IMG_5491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wa9bdn13k-0/Tdh_9iO3iNI/AAAAAAAABQk/Ia_dN9a-nDo/s320/IMG_5491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;southern most beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking and touring, we were hungry. I was told to go to &lt;a href="http://sloppyjoes.com/"&gt;Sloppy Joe's Bar.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;It started back in 1933 and Ernest himself was a frequent visitor when it was a saloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6ddJulQyos/TdiAZX5XNqI/AAAAAAAABQo/Obc2HTyC_v4/s1600/IMG_5493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6ddJulQyos/TdiAZX5XNqI/AAAAAAAABQo/Obc2HTyC_v4/s320/IMG_5493.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess it still is a saloon because there was a horse peaking his head through the swinging doors. I kept telling everyone it was our&amp;nbsp;anniversary.&amp;nbsp; Then come to find out, Key West is the number 2 destination spot&amp;nbsp;to get married. How very egocentric of me to think we'd get special treatment on our special day! I thought that since it was&amp;nbsp;a Monday, it'd be different. Then I saw a bride walk in the door....on a Monday at 3pm! I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿guess everyone was celebrating their anniversary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z8J-nldyOo/TdiAhP476WI/AAAAAAAABQs/wnoWHsdGi1c/s1600/IMG_5499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z8J-nldyOo/TdiAhP476WI/AAAAAAAABQs/wnoWHsdGi1c/s320/IMG_5499.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We gave Key West 2 thumbs up! Time to board our ship and head onward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YpDtWG9ADw4/TdiA-AC7myI/AAAAAAAABQw/dcWI54XsAUw/s1600/IMG_5500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YpDtWG9ADw4/TdiA-AC7myI/AAAAAAAABQw/dcWI54XsAUw/s320/IMG_5500.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bye Key West! We'll miss you and your southern most points!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1l1TQ7hEzI/TdiBE3nHfLI/AAAAAAAABQ0/gpW_3XYP5Fo/s1600/IMG_5506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1l1TQ7hEzI/TdiBE3nHfLI/AAAAAAAABQ0/gpW_3XYP5Fo/s320/IMG_5506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I was telling everyone it was our anniversary, we got a piece of cake at dinner. Yet again, it was every one's anniversary! There were even 2&amp;nbsp;weddings on the ship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 4: Freeport, Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;We were already ported when we woke up. We ported in an industrial area. So you couldn't just get off the ship and walk around. We were tired from the day before so we decided to relax and enjoy the ship with less people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hyy2GYu3Rk/TdiBX_ij_0I/AAAAAAAABQ4/gCGwOVg-t3w/s1600/IMG_5510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hyy2GYu3Rk/TdiBX_ij_0I/AAAAAAAABQ4/gCGwOVg-t3w/s320/IMG_5510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;laid out, played mini-golf, worked out, and enjoyed the ship. We heard later that the people&amp;nbsp;who opted out of the&amp;nbsp;excursions took a taxi for $5 and went to town and to the beach. We don't regret our day of relaxing!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2kr9jlyMB4/TdiBdYuKYPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/OccprlE9SB8/s1600/IMG_5512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2kr9jlyMB4/TdiBdYuKYPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/OccprlE9SB8/s320/IMG_5512.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing Kyle looked forward to was our &lt;em&gt;Fun Times&lt;/em&gt; daily newsletter. He kept it in his pocket at all times to make sure we wouldn't miss anything. In the picture Kyle is drinking his cup of Joe from the deck, reading the &lt;em&gt;Fun Times&lt;/em&gt;! Carvinal runs a tight ship! We were well informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CEwGTnzaH0s/TdiBewuwogI/AAAAAAAABRA/h4UAPGTdAa8/s1600/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CEwGTnzaH0s/TdiBewuwogI/AAAAAAAABRA/h4UAPGTdAa8/s320/friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Boston friends. After dinner, we watched the magic show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 5: Nassau, Bahamas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet again we didn't have a plan&amp;nbsp;for the day (very unlike me). We heard that the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.atlantis.com/default.aspx"&gt;Atlantis&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was a fun place to go. We&amp;nbsp;had no clue for what we&amp;nbsp;were about to&amp;nbsp;encounter. We&amp;nbsp;disembarked the&amp;nbsp;ship and took a local ferry over to &lt;a href="http://www.nassauparadiseisland.com/?gclid=CP6w4pmWi6kCFQzNKgodPHcopg"&gt;Paradise Island&lt;/a&gt;. It was about a 12 minute ferry ride with a surprise tour guide that told us all about the island. Apparently, the Atlantis is a 144 acre disney world type place with everything you can imagine. Kyle and I were not prepared for the awesomeness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66KqaauelHg/TdiBq0Tw8qI/AAAAAAAABRE/kLI842dlAKw/s1600/atlantis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66KqaauelHg/TdiBq0Tw8qI/AAAAAAAABRE/kLI842dlAKw/s400/atlantis.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We walked into the hotel and ended up at the&amp;nbsp;casino where the minimum bet on black jack was $500. Talk about some high rollers! Out of place much?!!! We said to each other "where in the world are&amp;nbsp;we?!" This place went on and on and on. There were tons of high end stores such as Versace, Gucci, etc. Picture Kyle walking around in his swimming trunks and me in my braided pig tales. We totally fit in. We were just on our way to the beach...yeah that's it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the beach is that we found. We followed some people to the pool area then we realized the Atlantis hotel guests had on wrist bands. Being the rebels we are, Kyle put his hand in pocket and I had my hand in my bag! We just acted like we belonged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjU-eDejI_Q/TdiDi0CXOcI/AAAAAAAABRM/wnRguOo7kRE/s1600/IMG_5523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjU-eDejI_Q/TdiDi0CXOcI/AAAAAAAABRM/wnRguOo7kRE/s320/IMG_5523.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was absolutely breath taking! There were sea turtles hanging out in the water ways. Later we found out they had a 1 hour lazy river ride through the resort. ONE HOUR!&amp;nbsp; That just tells you how big this place was. They had a slide you can ride down that you go in the middle of an aquarium with dolphins!! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l24bELTvcVo/TdiEE4k8r4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/Zlp0vUebFKQ/s1600/IMG_5524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l24bELTvcVo/TdiEE4k8r4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/Zlp0vUebFKQ/s320/IMG_5524.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We noticed everyone had "special towels"&amp;nbsp; that were for members only! ﻿So we&amp;nbsp;inched our way to the beach area. I kept telling Kyle "act like this place is normal....and act like we own it!" HA! So we walked down the private beach. Not long after walking we saw the Carnival cruise towels! We did it! We found the public beach right beside the most amazing resort ever. Then my camera went dead. We&amp;nbsp;laid out for about an hour or so then took the ferry back to downtown Nassau. We walked around then boarded the ship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZFm76GhNt8/TdiEnvZzR4I/AAAAAAAABRU/3IgIRUXmTp4/s1600/IMG_5540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZFm76GhNt8/TdiEnvZzR4I/AAAAAAAABRU/3IgIRUXmTp4/s400/IMG_5540.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is an aerial view of the Atlantis. This picture does not even show how big that place was. It was a nice surprise for us! The casinos and some the hotel were open to the public. If you ever go to the Bahamas, I highly recommend the Atlantis! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHj7Iy_jt_M/TdiFCkHGPhI/AAAAAAAABRY/dqv4ncTQNO4/s1600/IMG_5548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHj7Iy_jt_M/TdiFCkHGPhI/AAAAAAAABRY/dqv4ncTQNO4/s320/IMG_5548.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our nightly routine was to get sushi and watch the sunset from our balco﻿ny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqlOQkdhpgk/TdiFNP9DqsI/AAAAAAAABRc/NiVyNGC-mh8/s1600/IMG_5558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqlOQkdhpgk/TdiFNP9DqsI/AAAAAAAABRc/NiVyNGC-mh8/s400/IMG_5558.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Another wonderful sunset!&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we went to a Mexican party on the deck and enjoyed the nice cool breeze under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: at sea&lt;br /&gt;We slept in, worked out, and caught some rays. I took Kyle to tea time at 3! Then we went back to to pool and slid down the slide some more with the youngsters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R13vo5-SJFE/TdlYPjBWLQI/AAAAAAAABRg/VWMSNWnG4Fs/s1600/IMG_5563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R13vo5-SJFE/TdlYPjBWLQI/AAAAAAAABRg/VWMSNWnG4Fs/s320/IMG_5563.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinner was formal as it was the captain's ball. Surprisingly, the food got better with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to get a martini. We heard Zoran made the best ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SN-tP7KoyLw/TdlYbdqBfdI/AAAAAAAABRk/HLGThnyFNjg/s1600/IMG_5564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SN-tP7KoyLw/TdlYbdqBfdI/AAAAAAAABRk/HLGThnyFNjg/s320/IMG_5564.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He did! I got&amp;nbsp;the tiramisu-tini! It was the best dessert! Afterwards we went to another comedy show and we left because the guy was so bad. So we went to the disco to dance off some calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: at sea&lt;br /&gt;Same story....just relaxing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGN23XrVNSg/TdlYjTX8IwI/AAAAAAAABRo/SFLL4blnm5Y/s1600/IMG_5569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGN23XrVNSg/TdlYjTX8IwI/AAAAAAAABRo/SFLL4blnm5Y/s400/IMG_5569.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saved our towel animals and our steward left us a note that said it was about time for them to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZTuHpqe4d4/TdlY9-uLuUI/AAAAAAAABRw/BJZLbYxazFQ/s1600/IMG_5577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZTuHpqe4d4/TdlY9-uLuUI/AAAAAAAABRw/BJZLbYxazFQ/s320/IMG_5577.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We could tell we were getting closer to New Orleans with all the oil rigs. And the dirty water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVyo5CNsn4Q/TdlZM6klQfI/AAAAAAAABR0/Uz9GH-PgLhc/s1600/IMG_5589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVyo5CNsn4Q/TdlZM6klQfI/AAAAAAAABR0/Uz9GH-PgLhc/s320/IMG_5589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our last sunset. From here on out....balcony or bust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLMEY00g6js/TdlZTGILqmI/AAAAAAAABR4/ql9yDn0yJEw/s1600/IMG_5595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLMEY00g6js/TdlZTGILqmI/AAAAAAAABR4/ql9yDn0yJEw/s320/IMG_5595.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look! Angie I see land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFrtA_UXZHw/TdlZczmecVI/AAAAAAAABR8/orokkBn2FrU/s1600/IMG_5596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFrtA_UXZHw/TdlZczmecVI/AAAAAAAABR8/orokkBn2FrU/s320/IMG_5596.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My sushi man. He knew what I wanted every night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0IIsrA8Ai8/TdlZmuuVc9I/AAAAAAAABSA/1TljBJl1tlU/s1600/IMG_5598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0IIsrA8Ai8/TdlZmuuVc9I/AAAAAAAABSA/1TljBJl1tlU/s320/IMG_5598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our wonderful waiters. We loved Jovie (on the right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3lFQ21yiBmk/TdlZwINTbLI/AAAAAAAABSE/7NFYJ0b-5to/s1600/IMG_5599.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3lFQ21yiBmk/TdlZwINTbLI/AAAAAAAABSE/7NFYJ0b-5to/s320/IMG_5599.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kyle and Mike (from Boston). They wore their shirts and didn't plan it! Later that night, Kyle and I watched the talent show. We took full advantage of our time on the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We docked early the next day and finally got off the ship around 11am. Our friends Jen and Leon met us in New Orleans for the day. After checking in our hotel, we went sight-seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZIeOJWjigk/TdlZ4-hpn3I/AAAAAAAABSI/3wWaL74f1KU/s1600/IMG_5601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZIeOJWjigk/TdlZ4-hpn3I/AAAAAAAABSI/3wWaL74f1KU/s320/IMG_5601.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The best pralines were at &lt;a href="http://www.southerncandymakers.com/"&gt;Southern Candy Makers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOBgkL8tak4/TdlaAerDFII/AAAAAAAABSM/3O8rZQ-hhoY/s1600/IMG_5602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOBgkL8tak4/TdlaAerDFII/AAAAAAAABSM/3O8rZQ-hhoY/s320/IMG_5602.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a view from hotel!&amp;nbsp; Hotwire did us well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YKCWtlR9LFI/TeFHXwf0brI/AAAAAAAABSw/zrpXEfZJhLI/s1600/IMG_5605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YKCWtlR9LFI/TeFHXwf0brI/AAAAAAAABSw/zrpXEfZJhLI/s1600/IMG_5605.JPG" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kyle and I on Bourbon St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf_GErQMom0/TdlaS3JFgLI/AAAAAAAABSU/Bn71um32WlA/s1600/IMG_5607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf_GErQMom0/TdlaS3JFgLI/AAAAAAAABSU/Bn71um32WlA/s320/IMG_5607.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;St. Louis Cathedral. We also could see this as were were leaving from the ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cPfMygkLhIg/TdlabSbGDVI/AAAAAAAABSY/JRWY1QtkopE/s1600/IMG_5609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cPfMygkLhIg/TdlabSbGDVI/AAAAAAAABSY/JRWY1QtkopE/s320/IMG_5609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We saw a lot of wedding parties. Here they are marching down Bourbon St. I also learned that funerals do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqiS2CBD4O0/TdlaiqBvpbI/AAAAAAAABSc/eS2EMYLk2SY/s1600/IMG_5610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqiS2CBD4O0/TdlaiqBvpbI/AAAAAAAABSc/eS2EMYLk2SY/s320/IMG_5610.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jen and I at dinner after a long day of touring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SwjMc9IL8JM/Tdlap7hXBnI/AAAAAAAABSg/Z7z4jVda6BU/s1600/IMG_5611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SwjMc9IL8JM/Tdlap7hXBnI/AAAAAAAABSg/Z7z4jVda6BU/s320/IMG_5611.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boys-Leon and Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-np_Qta388U0/Tdlax0M6IfI/AAAAAAAABSk/Q6hFkgJsiw4/s1600/IMG_5613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-np_Qta388U0/Tdlax0M6IfI/AAAAAAAABSk/Q6hFkgJsiw4/s320/IMG_5613.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Cafe Begniet to hear &lt;a href="http://www.steamboatwillie.tv/"&gt;Steamboat Willie&lt;/a&gt;. It has special meaning to Kyle and I. When we went to New Orleans back in 2007, we&amp;nbsp;stumbled across&amp;nbsp;him and I feel in love with his traditional jazz. He played &lt;em&gt;A Kiss to Build a Dream On&lt;/em&gt; and because of that moment, that was our first dance at our wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-90e3aea11f4aa919" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D90e3aea11f4aa919%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331233598%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46EBBCD821F43756A1C31524D7E9EFB0676BDAE6.5578DF6D5153F103F0F7357C5972BB8C1330715C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D90e3aea11f4aa919%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIAPIblHFR-b8Ixs7ZGEY7qgeJGs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D90e3aea11f4aa919%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331233598%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46EBBCD821F43756A1C31524D7E9EFB0676BDAE6.5578DF6D5153F103F0F7357C5972BB8C1330715C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D90e3aea11f4aa919%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIAPIblHFR-b8Ixs7ZGEY7qgeJGs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat Willie asked for suggestions and Kyle shouted out &lt;em&gt;A Kiss to Build a Dream On &lt;/em&gt;and he played it!&amp;nbsp; Another moment in to go in the record books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We left the next morning to head home (after a tiny detour). We stopped in Jackson to have lunch with Mimi and Aunt Eloise. Overall, we only gained a couple of pounds a piece! We'll definitely&amp;nbsp;keep a piece of ship in our hearts, not our waistline.&amp;nbsp;We had the best time and it was hard to come back to reality. One thing I really appreciate about our marriage is how much we agree on money. We are such a good team. There&amp;nbsp;is power in numbers! We motivate each other. We have a long ways to go to pay off our house. But I know with each other, we're going to be very happy when that day comes. So until then, we'll celebrate the little victories and keep on rolling with the punches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-5810229467704885317?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5810229467704885317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/food-for-finance-oh-ship.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5810229467704885317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5810229467704885317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/food-for-finance-oh-ship.html' title='food for finance: oh ship'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bEyVo2B0TfM/Tdhr2ZUE7kI/AAAAAAAABPA/5H3v8titADI/s72-c/IMG_5407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-5022359646839642309</id><published>2011-05-17T21:24:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:32:47.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alpha delta pi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angie&apos;s college'/><title type='text'>the first and finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The 2nd weekend in April, I went to UT-Martin. I went because it was&amp;nbsp;my sorority's 50th anniversary on campus. &lt;a href="http://www.alphadeltapi.org/default.asp"&gt;Alpha Delta Pi&lt;/a&gt; is nationally know as the 1st secret society in the world for college women.&amp;nbsp; I honestly can't believe I was in a sorority. I never really thought about joining one.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know much about it either. When I moved in my dorm my freshman year, everyone would ask if I was going to "rush" or as it is called now "going through&amp;nbsp;recruitment." My roommate decided to do it at the last minute, so I did too. I met some of my best friends through &lt;a href="http://www.utm.edu/organizations/adpi/Site/Welcome.html"&gt;ADPi&lt;/a&gt;. It was the best decision I made! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sno67YXON20/Tb3PrAyAwiI/AAAAAAAABNc/xcklXxTprzc/s1600/IMG_5345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sno67YXON20/Tb3PrAyAwiI/AAAAAAAABNc/xcklXxTprzc/s320/IMG_5345.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Betsy, me, Fergie&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Tiffany Friday night at Cadillac's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the same weekend as Chi O's 50th so it was nice to see some familiar faces! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stayed at the Brasher's parents home and on Saturday and we took our very own campus tour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voxIdBQwwec/Tb3Pz3uPykI/AAAAAAAABNg/1bZ0NQC8Tb0/s1600/IMG_5346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voxIdBQwwec/Tb3Pz3uPykI/AAAAAAAABNg/1bZ0NQC8Tb0/s320/IMG_5346.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at all this new and exciting stuff in Martin. These girls are very happy about the coffee shop that just so happened to be CLOSED!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CICdOaxfXiY/Tb3P72O6dCI/AAAAAAAABNk/tLGXPv9w9zA/s1600/IMG_5347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CICdOaxfXiY/Tb3P72O6dCI/AAAAAAAABNk/tLGXPv9w9zA/s400/IMG_5347.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you knew me in college, you knew I was an avid Chick-Fil-a fan. I still am!!! But if this would've been here while I was at Martin, I would've gained the freshman 50! ﻿This has been here a while. I am still stunned that Martin has this!&amp;nbsp; I had to drive 1 hour to my nearest Chick-Fil-a back in the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next we met up with some more ADPi's. We toured the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6tMoTbLxhRM"&gt;Student Rec Center&lt;/a&gt;. Of course the school gets this way after I leave! Shelley, an ADPi alumn gave us our very own tour. She is the aquatics director. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swp96AdcIO0/Tb3QsZ6iaPI/AAAAAAAABNo/O_n6-iSONgk/s1600/IMG_5351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swp96AdcIO0/Tb3QsZ6iaPI/AAAAAAAABNo/O_n6-iSONgk/s320/IMG_5351.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kendall and I are buff. She came all the way from San Antonio﻿. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XL8CgIGR9sU/Tb3RKz_a0EI/AAAAAAAABNs/xqNTgS-6VLo/s1600/IMG_5355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XL8CgIGR9sU/Tb3RKz_a0EI/AAAAAAAABNs/xqNTgS-6VLo/s320/IMG_5355.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This treadmill is the bomb. You can plug in your iPod and watch movies&amp;nbsp;and record your trainings. They even have a Jacob's latter like on the Biggest Loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Glad to be together again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1epmXfJEvjo/Tb3SavoTrUI/AAAAAAAABNw/_f6euOtI8ck/s1600/adpi.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1epmXfJEvjo/Tb3SavoTrUI/AAAAAAAABNw/_f6euOtI8ck/s320/adpi.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Diamonds! I practiced my sorority pose all&amp;nbsp;week in case I forgot how to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we saw this alum golf cart pull up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL20tX-Eq4k/Tb3TFf9Ts4I/AAAAAAAABN0/L3iQRX5RYE0/s1600/utam.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL20tX-Eq4k/Tb3TFf9Ts4I/AAAAAAAABN0/L3iQRX5RYE0/s400/utam.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we took it for a spin. Just kidding!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met some more ADPi's for lunch at the Mexican place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSWRo-5-ZLU/Tb3TbcY8HxI/AAAAAAAABN4/1lUDdioWuFQ/s1600/rebels.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSWRo-5-ZLU/Tb3TbcY8HxI/AAAAAAAABN4/1lUDdioWuFQ/s400/rebels.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were supposed to go to a luncheon but it was $40. We felt that was kind of high for Martin and we did spend $60 for our dinner and Gala that was later that night. Some of us emailed and decided it would be better to pick one to go to. However, some people didn't get the memo! The picture above are the ones that skipped the luncheon minus three girls that came by afterwards and hopped in the pic. I am sad that I missed it. 25 of our charter members were there. I even missed the president of UT speak. But I loved seeing my girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20W64YmNwrM/Tb3TqKwQP6I/AAAAAAAABN8/oX_dNY5_xgw/s1600/IMG_5367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20W64YmNwrM/Tb3TqKwQP6I/AAAAAAAABN8/oX_dNY5_xgw/s320/IMG_5367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carol! She is so skinny to have an 8 month old.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow I am distantly related to Nick Dunagan, past chancellor of UT-Martin. Maybe my great-grandfather and his grandfather were brothers? Or cousins? My Meme knew when she was alive and she told me how but I've since&amp;nbsp;forgotten. Either way, it&amp;nbsp;is nice to have family in high places! HA! I saw him a lot in college since I was involved and we became friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kNk08MLk9c/Tb3UOMLpGGI/AAAAAAAABOA/wbA5QNHe8os/s1600/IMG_5371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kNk08MLk9c/Tb3UOMLpGGI/AAAAAAAABOA/wbA5QNHe8os/s400/IMG_5371.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the favorite thing I did all day! I knew I'd make it big one day! Well, my name at least! Congrats Nick Dunagan! Glad to be related!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next we drove to Paris, Tn to have our formal night.&amp;nbsp; It ended up being our 50th celebration/the actives' black diamond (formal)/founders day party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgG2Wj_nIJM/Tb3WFH5uM7I/AAAAAAAABOE/wpmLEORAkyA/s1600/IMG_5376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgG2Wj_nIJM/Tb3WFH5uM7I/AAAAAAAABOE/wpmLEORAkyA/s320/IMG_5376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stewy and I ready for the party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We rented a cabin for the night. ﻿We had a great view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The.Golden.Lion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqz_lZVuGGM/Tb3WMBqKg9I/AAAAAAAABOI/ANpVSE1rsIM/s1600/IMG_5377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqz_lZVuGGM/Tb3WMBqKg9I/AAAAAAAABOI/ANpVSE1rsIM/s320/IMG_5377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a big deal in ADPi land. ﻿It is a national ADPi&amp;nbsp;award that only few ADPi's get. It is based on a lot of factors: grades, college involvement, etc. It is a 6 year step latter of awards a chapter must get and maintain. It means you are the best of the best ADPi chapters. And we got it for the 1st time&amp;nbsp;my senior year! BIG DEAL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the formal, I realized that short dresses are the thing these days. I am so out of the loop. My age is showing. However, I had on a short dress! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDByQzyrE9o/Tb3WTKYfKAI/AAAAAAAABOM/TLOX_b-7t-U/s320/IMG_5378.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Betsy, Kristy and Kim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJUDWbH1SMA/Tb3WbAYfDWI/AAAAAAAABOQ/_mVGTMbzqpo/s1600/cindy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJUDWbH1SMA/Tb3WbAYfDWI/AAAAAAAABOQ/_mVGTMbzqpo/s320/cindy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cindy!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQEVCbkPRDc/Tb3XPRBTleI/AAAAAAAABOU/r5t1imABBJU/s1600/IMG_5384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQEVCbkPRDc/Tb3XPRBTleI/AAAAAAAABOU/r5t1imABBJU/s320/IMG_5384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had an Alpha class (pledge class) of over 30 girls. This is who showed up for the 50th. UNACCEPTABLE sisters! The 55th party better have more representing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqLfn8SkWjw/Tb3YZx-MiMI/AAAAAAAABOY/IOY3W5cTSxg/s1600/IMG_5385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqLfn8SkWjw/Tb3YZx-MiMI/AAAAAAAABOY/IOY3W5cTSxg/s400/IMG_5385.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿We decided these Paris cops had the best job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-32dEJcGXM/Tb3cM7bFowI/AAAAAAAABOg/XiXKF5yruTo/s1600/dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-32dEJcGXM/Tb3cM7bFowI/AAAAAAAABOg/XiXKF5yruTo/s320/dance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There were tons of people! I gave Kyle a pass and let him stay at home because I'm sweet like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELaSeKDLnjA/Tb3YlliGRJI/AAAAAAAABOc/sWydspS4jIE/s1600/dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELaSeKDLnjA/Tb3YlliGRJI/AAAAAAAABOc/sWydspS4jIE/s320/dance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿The actives came to Paris on a bus. The bus left at 11 and we (the alums) had the party all to ourselves! The DJ played some "old school" music! We had the best time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for Alpha Delta Pi.&amp;nbsp; Greeks&amp;nbsp;get a bad stereotype. But for me, I learned so much about long lasting friendships. I learned that I can be in a choir (if only to lip sync)! I learned that I can step! I found that I have a serious travel bug.&amp;nbsp;I learned&amp;nbsp;how to&amp;nbsp;become a better&amp;nbsp;leader. I&amp;nbsp;discovered&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;could do a lot more than I thought I could.&amp;nbsp;ADPi helped shape me into who I am today. Being an ADPi was one of the best decisions I made in college.&amp;nbsp;With that, I'll get a little cheesy and leave you with our creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;I Believe in Alpha Delta Pi. I Believe that my sorority is more than a ritual or a symbol; that it is a way of life. I Believe that the principles established by our founders in 1851 are enduring attributes, exemplifying the highest ideals of Christian womanhood. I Believe that our motto, "We Live for Each Other", expresses the true spirit of fraternity; and that by living this motto my life will be enriched by true friendships and by unselfish service to mankind. I Believe that the privilege of membership in Alpha Delta Pi brings the responsibility to do my best in whatever I undertake, always remembering that leadership requires confidence tempered with humility and courage blended with tolerance. I Believe that I must strive to become a well balanced person by following the dictates of the four points symbolized by our diamond shaped badge: first, strengthening my own character and personality; second, watching my attitudes toward my fellow beings; third, recognizing the value of high educational standards; fourth, developing faith and loyalty. I Believe that these four guide-posts, guarded by the stars and friendly hands clasped in the Adelphean bonds of fellowship will lead me to achieve a rich and useful life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-5022359646839642309?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5022359646839642309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-and-finest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5022359646839642309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/5022359646839642309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-and-finest.html' title='the first and finest'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sno67YXON20/Tb3PrAyAwiI/AAAAAAAABNc/xcklXxTprzc/s72-c/IMG_5345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7620792618105232231</id><published>2011-05-01T21:39:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:36:03.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: sewing back the cable cord that was cut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you are dying to know if we&amp;nbsp;turned our satellite (I'll just refer to it as cable)&amp;nbsp;back on. I mentioned before that we &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finace-cutting-cable-cord.html"&gt;cut off &lt;/a&gt;our cable last October. And by cut off I mean we suspended it until April. We wanted to pay off our &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;debt&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;really fast so we thought we would delay some pleasures so that we could enjoy them later debt free! Cutting the cable was one thing we thought would help the process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got the letter in the mail in&amp;nbsp;mid-April that stated "your services will resume May 1." YIKES! We really miss having DVR and cable but honestly, we have no time to watch tv now. We've been so busy. Kyle now has a part time job and tv is not something that we watch a lot of. Well, I take that back. We do watch &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; tv but they are all on local stations. We even have a music tv station called &lt;a href="http://www.thecooltv.com/"&gt;the Cool TV&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that plays.....guess what...MUSIC videos and not&amp;nbsp;stupid reality shows!! So we've been content with our HD FREE tv! We talked about turning it back on in&amp;nbsp;September.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle made the call last week and told them we would like to cancel. They said ok. About 3 hours later, he got a phone call from a guy from the company. He said "Mr. McCoy, you've been a great customer for a while now and we don't want to lose you. What if we give you a credit and you can get 2 months free?" Kyle said "no, we really can't afford it at the moment." (we want to quickly build our emergency fund so that is very true). He then put Kyle on hold for 10 minutes then came back with another offer. "Mr. McCoy, what about a credit that will give you 3 months free?" Since we really were not &lt;em&gt;married to our cable &lt;/em&gt;(that is something we learned in our &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/fpu/home/?s_kwcid=TC|6886|financial%20peace%20university||S|p|5532972866&amp;amp;gclid=CM3RzuKbyKgCFcl95QodOmVbdQ"&gt;financial peace university&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;class), we really did not care that we had cable. Kyle said "no, we really do not want&amp;nbsp;it at this time, it is not worth it." Then&amp;nbsp;the cable guy&amp;nbsp;said "hold up one more minute Mr. McCoy." He came back and made this offer: "What if we give you a credit for 6 months&amp;nbsp;and in HD?" Kyle said he just laughed inside because he REALLY did not want it and the guy&amp;nbsp;would not&amp;nbsp;get that in his head. BUT this offer was TOO good to pass up!&amp;nbsp;Kyle asked him if that meant we would sign a contract and he said no. He then asked if we could cancel after 6 months and he said yes. UNBELIEVABLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we now have satellite! I asked Kyle "so did you get us free DVR?" He said "Angie, I couldn't push it!" HA!! After this experience, I know now that everything is negotiable! Since we had no ties to cable, we ended up&amp;nbsp;with a much better deal than if we would've been emotionally attached to it. We were willing to let it go but it was our cable provider that was not able to let us go! Their hope is that we'll be ready to 'get back together' when the 6 free months of cable&amp;nbsp;is up.&amp;nbsp; We'll see when October comes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy cable watching to you and yours!&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Kyle "AHHHH....how I've missed you ESPN!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7620792618105232231?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7620792618105232231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/food-for-finance-sewing-back-cable-cord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7620792618105232231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7620792618105232231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/food-for-finance-sewing-back-cable-cord.html' title='food for finance: sewing back the cable cord that was cut!'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7314869072009255477</id><published>2011-04-30T15:54:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:08:06.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meet me in st. louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Lisa wanted the girls to join her at her parents ranch outside St. Louis to celebrate her birthday. We arrived after midnight to the Burle Ranch, which happened to be April fools! Mr. Dan Burle is a big jokerster. He had a sign that said the ranch was closed until Monday. That stinker!! We went right to bed. However, I woke up to Lisa in my bed as her air mattress deflated in the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh7nM1SRMfk/TZ583NjQ0UI/AAAAAAAABM0/d5pQFrZYtlI/s1600/IMG_5320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh7nM1SRMfk/TZ583NjQ0UI/AAAAAAAABM0/d5pQFrZYtlI/s400/IMG_5320.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After a big breakfast Mrs. Bernie made, we headed to Hermann, Missouri to some wineries.&amp;nbsp;Mr. Dan rented a black Yukon so that we all could ride together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-byc7r3lCYR8/TZ5x5eGk4lI/AAAAAAAABL0/uVdk9h7K3Ec/s1600/IMG_5255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-byc7r3lCYR8/TZ5x5eGk4lI/AAAAAAAABL0/uVdk9h7K3Ec/s320/IMG_5255.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Cindy, Shelly, Betsy, Steph,&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Lisa ready for a day full of adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It took about 1.5 hours to get to Hermann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y99k0Re-7-Q/TZ5yDjYVgOI/AAAAAAAABL4/WX2iih3dfPY/s1600/IMG_5257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y99k0Re-7-Q/TZ5yDjYVgOI/AAAAAAAABL4/WX2iih3dfPY/s320/IMG_5257.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at this nasty copperhead we saw on the way out! SCARY! The neighbor said he shot the snake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7EiiZ7otok/TZ5zwiA4ZQI/AAAAAAAABL8/SqnkWl2oCxA/s1600/IMG_5260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7EiiZ7otok/TZ5zwiA4ZQI/AAAAAAAABL8/SqnkWl2oCxA/s320/IMG_5260.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We finally arrived to the 1st winery. Did you know there are over 100 wineries in Missouri alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.stonehillwinery.com/locations/hermann/default.aspx"&gt;Stone Hill Winery&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is nestled up on a hill in the&amp;nbsp;town overlooking the Missouri River. It has been around since the 1800s. We took a tour and learned all about the process on how wine is made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S59zdNQJDD0/TZ50Qf7h7DI/AAAAAAAABME/VVbhd80S6pQ/s1600/IMG_5266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S59zdNQJDD0/TZ50Qf7h7DI/AAAAAAAABME/VVbhd80S6pQ/s320/IMG_5266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wine fermenting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Burle ranch also had loggers come out to take some of the white oak trees that are used for this purpose...or I like to think one day one of his trees will be in here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8NbJqFt6Zw/TZ504LuQ5jI/AAAAAAAABMQ/fARz-XFnbR8/s1600/IMG_5271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8NbJqFt6Zw/TZ504LuQ5jI/AAAAAAAABMQ/fARz-XFnbR8/s320/IMG_5271.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did a little tasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6op2Ga8J6I/TZ50YMn8B8I/AAAAAAAABMI/SnbLpFivUHE/s1600/IMG_5274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6op2Ga8J6I/TZ50YMn8B8I/AAAAAAAABMI/SnbLpFivUHE/s320/IMG_5274.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am trying to see what one I want to try. A lot of choices!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DkNF_uOPYmg/TZ50jTpGBpI/AAAAAAAABMM/RBpY6YRQThw/s1600/stonehill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DkNF_uOPYmg/TZ50jTpGBpI/AAAAAAAABMM/RBpY6YRQThw/s320/stonehill.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where is Lisa? Oh yeah, she is taking the picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WT0u8h1zAsg/TZ51CJZ6jpI/AAAAAAAABMU/7JZXD38AeKI/s1600/IMG_5279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WT0u8h1zAsg/TZ51CJZ6jpI/AAAAAAAABMU/7JZXD38AeKI/s400/IMG_5279.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a grand time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gq6yy5MkEVc/TZ51KunNNdI/AAAAAAAABMY/Vr2Wy9J3McE/s1600/IMG_5286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gq6yy5MkEVc/TZ51KunNNdI/AAAAAAAABMY/Vr2Wy9J3McE/s320/IMG_5286.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our 2nd winery. Shelly and I are twins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IMRdX2WOXFQ/TZ51waVquUI/AAAAAAAABMc/dAAJDcJx_uM/s1600/IMG_5295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IMRdX2WOXFQ/TZ51waVquUI/AAAAAAAABMc/dAAJDcJx_uM/s320/IMG_5295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since it was Lisa's birthday weekend, we got her a cupcake headband. Perfect for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ftu9anpEqlI/Tbx5lV32wKI/AAAAAAAABNY/8x-CPRJBigc/s1600/IMG_5288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ftu9anpEqlI/Tbx5lV32wKI/AAAAAAAABNY/8x-CPRJBigc/s320/IMG_5288.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our final stop was &lt;a href="http://www.adampuchtawine.com/"&gt;Adam Puchta Winery&lt;/a&gt;, the oldest family owned winery in Missouri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVnPPgqhjGA/TZ52EaDHy1I/AAAAAAAABMg/EiWrfLLJr3o/s1600/adam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVnPPgqhjGA/TZ52EaDHy1I/AAAAAAAABMg/EiWrfLLJr3o/s320/adam.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I like the wines in Missouri because they mostly come from a German background. And German wine is sweet! We had the best time here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDZtWFsqG-I/TZ58PUPIhOI/AAAAAAAABMk/SNZT-eplFjA/s1600/IMG_5298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDZtWFsqG-I/TZ58PUPIhOI/AAAAAAAABMk/SNZT-eplFjA/s320/IMG_5298.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived back at the ranch and checked on all the horses! I'm not sure how many there are?? Over&amp;nbsp;15 I know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHk5cRVYVHE/TZ58ah7-lQI/AAAAAAAABMo/hctd_UXdZc0/s1600/IMG_5308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHk5cRVYVHE/TZ58ah7-lQI/AAAAAAAABMo/hctd_UXdZc0/s320/IMG_5308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Casey. She was hanging out in the stall since her friend was very pregnant. I also learned that horses are pregnant for 11 months! And she was BIG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynXh7ABO80M/TZ58nFB2t0I/AAAAAAAABMs/-M7AfrIYjmo/s1600/IMG_5309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynXh7ABO80M/TZ58nFB2t0I/AAAAAAAABMs/-M7AfrIYjmo/s320/IMG_5309.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They also have cattle. MOOve over Cindy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For our Friday night meal, we had a wonderful lasagna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUe1ynsJHo8/TZ58thgWh3I/AAAAAAAABMw/Vhuvgs8JI4c/s1600/IMG_5311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUe1ynsJHo8/TZ58thgWh3I/AAAAAAAABMw/Vhuvgs8JI4c/s320/IMG_5311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For dessert we had birthday cake followed up with Mr. Dan playing the&amp;nbsp;accordion! We then hung out under the stars listening to Mr. Dan's very funny jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday morning we had another wonderful breakfast then Cindy and I got a tour of the 180 acre ranch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cwiTflIqsY/TbxyhRgvybI/AAAAAAAABNQ/QCcMyWA_Ra4/s1600/ranch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cwiTflIqsY/TbxyhRgvybI/AAAAAAAABNQ/QCcMyWA_Ra4/s320/ranch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tour ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We then packed up and&amp;nbsp;drove to St. Louis to&amp;nbsp;watch the&amp;nbsp;Card's baseball game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-91-QUC_IiSs/TZ59K_6lGOI/AAAAAAAABNA/3mZ6BTICYbY/s1600/IMG_5332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-91-QUC_IiSs/TZ59K_6lGOI/AAAAAAAABNA/3mZ6BTICYbY/s320/IMG_5332.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our view of the Mississippi from our hotel suite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1S0RwF_h7Y/TZ588Mb1bzI/AAAAAAAABM4/ROHIqu-fOLE/s1600/IMG_5321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1S0RwF_h7Y/TZ588Mb1bzI/AAAAAAAABM4/ROHIqu-fOLE/s400/IMG_5321.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We stopped for a photo-op while on our way to the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLZSAyOG03w/TZ59E7vrt4I/AAAAAAAABM8/CcwOmgRlSpQ/s1600/IMG_5322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLZSAyOG03w/TZ59E7vrt4I/AAAAAAAABM8/CcwOmgRlSpQ/s400/IMG_5322.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Too bad the Cards lost. However, we had great weather and a great time. The Burle's went back to the ranch while we stayed the night in St. Louis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6VlloG9Kb7o/TZ59Rqx18wI/AAAAAAAABNE/mi2j5CAqy-w/s1600/IMG_5334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6VlloG9Kb7o/TZ59Rqx18wI/AAAAAAAABNE/mi2j5CAqy-w/s200/IMG_5334.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNK0IObxke8/TZ59eV0Q5KI/AAAAAAAABNI/6eWKQuWQzYk/s1600/IMG_5336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNK0IObxke8/TZ59eV0Q5KI/AAAAAAAABNI/6eWKQuWQzYk/s200/IMG_5336.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lisa the birthday girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2d9sYW5vlJw/TZ5942sf4dI/AAAAAAAABNM/33znqVWcRPE/s320/sushi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;ate dinner at the &lt;a href="http://www.drunkenfish.com/"&gt;Drunken Fish&lt;/a&gt;, a sushi place! YUM! We ended the night hanging out at &lt;a href="http://lacledeslanding.com/"&gt;Laclede's Landing&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where Steph had a very hard time walking since she had on very high&amp;nbsp;hills. Sunday we came home and I had a horrible time as the driver. It was very windy. Driving in up to 50 mph wind gusts is very stressful for 4 hours straight. Luckily, I got us home safely! I highly suggest you read Mr. Dan's blog titled, &lt;a href="http://cedarspringranch-h-c-co.com/content/six-southern-belles-visit-ranch#comment-54"&gt;six southern belles visit the ranch&lt;/a&gt;. He has a very imaginative twist to the visit and it is a fun read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7314869072009255477?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7314869072009255477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/04/meet-me-in-st-louis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7314869072009255477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7314869072009255477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/04/meet-me-in-st-louis.html' title='meet me in st. louis'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh7nM1SRMfk/TZ583NjQ0UI/AAAAAAAABM0/d5pQFrZYtlI/s72-c/IMG_5320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-7868186489816884127</id><published>2011-03-27T19:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:43:54.861-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>how do you like your coffee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend, we headed to Jackson, MS for Kyle's grandmothers (Mimi) 87th and&amp;nbsp;Great-aunt Eloise's (81st)&amp;nbsp;birthday party.&amp;nbsp;I've talked &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/march-madness.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;about his Mimi. I could write so much about her. Mimi and Aunt Eloise live in a duplex with a wall separating them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh where do I begin with the Mimi stories?&amp;nbsp;We arrived Friday night to Sutter Home wine and chips &amp;amp; dip. This is a staple at Mimi's place ever&amp;nbsp;since I've known her. We've gotten her &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-time-is-here.html"&gt;wine&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; for 2 years&amp;nbsp;for a &amp;nbsp;Christmas present. What do you get an 87 year old?! So we're eating chips&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; dip, having a good time talking and Mimi made a face, like she just smelled a skunk. Kyle said "Mimi, why the gross face?" She said "I don't like the way wine tastes, I just like the way it makes me feel." We about passed out! She is a hoot!&amp;nbsp; I tell you, she still has her sense of humor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday morning, Kyle and I got up for a run. She had us cereal and coffee. We sat down for breakfast. She did not have creamer so Kyle and I dumped &lt;em&gt;sugar&lt;/em&gt; in our coffee. I did not put as much as Kyle did in mine.&amp;nbsp;Kyle took a sip and made a face like he just smelled&amp;nbsp;a skunk. Then Kyle said "Angie, try this, it's horrible." So I took a sip and I said "Kyle, this tastes like salt!" So I put my finger in the &lt;em&gt;sugar&lt;/em&gt; bowl only to confirm that she had &lt;em&gt;salt&lt;/em&gt; in there. Mimi claimed she had no idea how the salt got in the sugar bowl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday night was the gathering. We went to Kyle's cousins house (Matt and his wife Laura). I loved the way it was decorated! I need her up here to help me! And Laura is expecting a baby in June. The nursery is SO CUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YC5tnZ_Qo6E/TY_YuNZo7zI/AAAAAAAABLk/62fHQ9IqXoI/s1600/IMG_5232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YC5tnZ_Qo6E/TY_YuNZo7zI/AAAAAAAABLk/62fHQ9IqXoI/s320/IMG_5232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mimi's grandkiddos plus grandchildren-in-law (did I just make that word up?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meredith, Laura, Matt, me, Kyle, Leah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jC7YAZdsxFE/TY_aEyQ33bI/AAAAAAAABLs/_9LlOG4IdfM/s1600/IMG_5233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jC7YAZdsxFE/TY_aEyQ33bI/AAAAAAAABLs/_9LlOG4IdfM/s320/IMG_5233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Southern Belles ready for the fun! Mimi and Aunt Eloise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yDxYUVIROY/TY_ZXw1vJ5I/AAAAAAAABLo/gU_OeUl_QSc/s1600/IMG_5236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yDxYUVIROY/TY_ZXw1vJ5I/AAAAAAAABLo/gU_OeUl_QSc/s320/IMG_5236.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Mimi told me that I needed to write my stories down because when&amp;nbsp;I'm 87, it will help&amp;nbsp;me remember them. THAT is what my Meme told me too! So I did. I have a travel journal that I started back in 2001. Now I have this blog and it has taken over as my online journal. Old people are so smart and wise. I could sit for hours and talk to them, take advice from them. So I am. Thanks to both of my Meme's/Mimi's,&amp;nbsp;I hope&amp;nbsp;I'll remember all these times&amp;nbsp;so I can share&amp;nbsp;my youngsters! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-7868186489816884127?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7868186489816884127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-do-you-like-your-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7868186489816884127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/7868186489816884127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-do-you-like-your-coffee.html' title='how do you like your coffee?'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YC5tnZ_Qo6E/TY_YuNZo7zI/AAAAAAAABLk/62fHQ9IqXoI/s72-c/IMG_5232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-1666852440143993966</id><published>2011-03-27T17:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:48:56.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: it really happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿﻿﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿"Wealth consists not in having great possessions but in having few wants." Epicurus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;Last month&lt;/a&gt;, I talked about how we completed &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-steps/"&gt;baby step 2&lt;/a&gt;. Currently, the only debt we have is our home. We had fun checking off our debts from our &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/article/get-out-of-debt-with-the-debt-snowball-plan/"&gt;debt snowball&lt;/a&gt;. FUN? How is it fun to pay bills? When you see it on paper, you see results! Like &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-lbs.html"&gt;weighing in&lt;/a&gt;, we were&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/food-for-finance-weighing-in.html"&gt; losing debt&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; We made &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finace-cutting-cable-cord.html"&gt;cuts&lt;/a&gt;. We were putting all of our extra money towards our debt.&amp;nbsp;It was exciting to see where we were headed and how much freedom we'll have once we are totally debt free!&amp;nbsp;Finally, we only had one debt left....the dreaded student loan.&amp;nbsp; We were super weird and paid the remaining balance off in 5 months! It did not hit me until I got this letter in the mail a couple of&amp;nbsp;weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9aem4MhuvZw/TY-wRMBVzaI/AAAAAAAABLg/Dj7sMDoRGCg/s1600/IMG_5228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9aem4MhuvZw/TY-wRMBVzaI/AAAAAAAABLg/Dj7sMDoRGCg/s400/IMG_5228.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WHOA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All of our hard work &lt;em&gt;paid &lt;/em&gt;off! It did not hit me until I saw it on paper because we rolled right along with the plan&amp;nbsp;and started &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-3/"&gt;baby step 3&lt;/a&gt;. Ah, such a relief!&amp;nbsp;We told our &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/fpu/preview/"&gt;financial peace class&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;about our success and since then, others have completed baby steps. It is nice to go through this process with others so I can say "oh yeah, I know exactly how you feel!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-1666852440143993966?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1666852440143993966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finance-it-really-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1666852440143993966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/1666852440143993966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finance-it-really-happened.html' title='food for finance: it really happened'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9aem4MhuvZw/TY-wRMBVzaI/AAAAAAAABLg/Dj7sMDoRGCg/s72-c/IMG_5228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-3226979010253530540</id><published>2011-03-18T21:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T22:12:57.067-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>the madness of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle is STILL celebrating his birthday! His parents gave him a ticket to the SEC men's basketball tournament in Atlanta. Well, his parents got the tickets for them&amp;nbsp;and his mom did not want to go. So she gave her ticket to Kyle for his birthday. A perfect gift for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note-I am blogging about a trip I didn't even go on! This is crazy to me. Anyway, last Thursday Kyle flew to Atlanta and met his dad and his dad's college roommate Tony. They stayed with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/millions-of-peaches-peaches-for-me.html"&gt;Tony&lt;/a&gt; as he lives in Roswell (outside of Atlanta.) or as we like to call it "the Mancuso bed and breakfast." They watched basketball for 4 days straight. Since we &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finace-cutting-cable-cord.html"&gt;have no cable&lt;/a&gt;, this was a perfect way for Kyle to watch all the games! HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Kyle goes on guy&amp;nbsp;trips,&amp;nbsp;he never&amp;nbsp;takes any pictures&amp;nbsp;(very normal for guys to do.)&amp;nbsp;He did take &lt;strike&gt;my&lt;/strike&gt; our camera to St. Louis 2 years ago&amp;nbsp;and the only pictures that&amp;nbsp;were taken was of the baseball field. NOT ONE PICTURE of the guys! Come on boys! You have to capture the memories! Well, Kyle forgot our camera. So I told him to take a picture with his camera phone of the 3 of them. I didn't think he'd really do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i6dOotyVhME/TYPmbivEjhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/QZ4FtaQ74rA/s1600/tourny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i6dOotyVhME/TYPmbivEjhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/QZ4FtaQ74rA/s400/tourny.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿HE DID! &lt;br /&gt;I got a text while in church on Sunday and this picture was in my inbox! I was proud of him! This was taken right before the SEC championship game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like a reporter for a paper. Kyle and I are in the car now so I am going to ask him about his trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Angie) Q: "Tell me about your trip?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Kyle) A: "I watched a lot of basketball, which I enjoyed. We had great weather. Ate some great food. The best deal of the weekend was when I bought a $6 cup and got free refills all weekend."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Angie) Q: "How did you get around Atlanta?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Kyle) A: "The MARTA. I wish Memphis had a system like that to get around."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Angie) Q: "What was the best part about your trip?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Kyle) A: "I got to hang out with my dad and Tony and spend the day with my dad on his birthday. Oh and watch a lot of basketball."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Angie) Q: "How many games did you see?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Kyle) A: "11 and it was a lot of fun. I would go every year if I could."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there is Kyle's trip via Angie reporting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-3226979010253530540?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3226979010253530540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/madness-of-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3226979010253530540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3226979010253530540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/madness-of-march.html' title='the madness of march'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i6dOotyVhME/TYPmbivEjhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/QZ4FtaQ74rA/s72-c/tourny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-54197647393511247</id><published>2011-03-15T20:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:16:09.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: cutting the cable cord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿﻿﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Money talks, but all it ever says is good-bye" -American Proverb﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you know my husband, you know he is an avid sports fan.&amp;nbsp;By sports fan I mean a huge Mississippi State fan.&amp;nbsp;His grandfather attended MSU. His parents met and attended at MSU. He attended MSU. His sister went there and many more of his family&amp;nbsp;graduated from State. It is in his blood.&amp;nbsp;In turn, I joined a cult! My in-laws have season tickets to&amp;nbsp;the big 3 sporting events: football, basketball, and baseball. Kyle grew up&amp;nbsp;playing sports.&amp;nbsp;It is a part of his life. So what happens if&amp;nbsp;he can't make a game?&amp;nbsp; He watches it on TV. Sometimes the games are on local stations but sometimes they're not. Kyle even watches his rival school,&amp;nbsp;Ole Miss, play. Why,&amp;nbsp;you ask? Because he likes to see them lose. He would watch all games if he could. Not just MSU games. Don't get me wrong, Kyle does other things than watch ESPN! He is married you know! He does a good job at balancing it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&amp;nbsp;Kyle did the unthinkable.&amp;nbsp;He cut the &lt;strike&gt;umbilical&lt;/strike&gt; cable cord. WHAT?! WHY?! HOW?! We talked about it for a year before it happened. We had DirecTV&amp;nbsp;in our bedroom and the living room. In March of 2010&amp;nbsp;we cut off the cable in our bedroom. That&amp;nbsp;saved us $8 a month and we got the "free tv" converter&amp;nbsp;box. We didn't really watch TV in our room so that was easy. We were still paying over $80 a month for cable just in&amp;nbsp;our living room (we had a HD/DVR box.) Kyle called and got it lowered to $60 a month for 6 months. Well, that ended in August. Then he called to cancel and they gave him 2 months free. So we rode that out until October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7Mj4sM9Ho4g/TYnyfFJGsSI/AAAAAAAABLU/RS1S23EqDqQ/s200/cut_cable_cord.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kyle finally said he was ready&amp;nbsp;to cut if off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He said&amp;nbsp;up until now,&amp;nbsp;he felt like he&amp;nbsp;deserved cable.&amp;nbsp;Then he&amp;nbsp;said what he&amp;nbsp;deserved&amp;nbsp;was to pay off our debts.&amp;nbsp;Now I'm not saying that if you have debts and&amp;nbsp;cable&amp;nbsp;that I think you're horrible for enjoying cable. I am saying that Kyle realized that we could take that $88 we were spending towards&amp;nbsp;cable and attack our&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/article/get-out-of-debt-with-the-debt-snowball-plan/"&gt;debt snow ball&lt;/a&gt; faster. We've decided to live under our means to get ahead. We cut a lot of things that I will talk about later. We still have fun. Especially now since &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html"&gt;we're debt free&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;but the house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since October of 2010, we have had no cable. And we're making it just fine. We even got us a HD antenna. Whoo Hoo!&amp;nbsp;I laugh at Kyle because he didn't cut off the cable. He had it &lt;em&gt;suspended &lt;/em&gt;for 6 months. In April we are supposed to tell them if we want it back on or not. Wonder want we'll do!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;did splurge and&amp;nbsp;get&amp;nbsp;Netflix. We honestly don't watch that much TV anymore. I do miss it but we are so busy and we get so much more done! It is amazing how much time was spent watching TV. I really miss my DVR! This is just a temp thing until we complete &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-3/"&gt;baby step 3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are taking &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/fpu/preview/"&gt;financial peace university&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at our church. The teacher asked the class what can you do to cut your bills and we told our cable story. All the men in the class looked at us like we were crazy! Who would ever do that?! We did! We are so on board with this plan it is not even funny! I feel like I'm training for a marathon and we are only about&amp;nbsp;10 miles in.&amp;nbsp; I like to think of it this way; If you're trying to lose weight, you want to exercise and eat better. This will help you to lose calories and weight. I am a chocolate peanut butter fan. I love the Reese's cups that come out during&amp;nbsp;Easter time. I'm so bad that I will buy them up, freeze them,&amp;nbsp;and eat them all year. Well, I'm giving up my Reese's so that I can lose some pounds. We've got this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-54197647393511247?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/54197647393511247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finace-cutting-cable-cord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/54197647393511247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/54197647393511247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-for-finace-cutting-cable-cord.html' title='food for finance: cutting the cable cord'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7Mj4sM9Ho4g/TYnyfFJGsSI/AAAAAAAABLU/RS1S23EqDqQ/s72-c/cut_cable_cord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-3848339517958241408</id><published>2011-03-05T16:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T21:50:00.458-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner club'/><title type='text'>breakfast bunko birthday bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle is now 29. I keep waiting for him to catch up with me! Come on Kyle! We celebrated Kyle's birthday for 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; The weekend of this birthday, we went to Starkville so Kyle could&amp;nbsp;see the&amp;nbsp;opening weekend of Bulldog baseball and to a basketball game. I went with my sister-in-law and mother-in-law wedding dress shopping. Yup, Kyle's sister is engaged! Woo Hoo! Kyle's parents took us out to eat for his birthday at &lt;a href="http://www.restauranttyler.com/"&gt;Restaurant Tyler&lt;/a&gt;. I had the Vardaman sweet potato gnocchi and OH MY GOODNESS it was good! I have no idea&amp;nbsp;what the others had as I was too focused on my gnocchi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend, we had yet another party.&amp;nbsp; Well, my friends do a pot luck dinner club once a month and play games. Kyle and Ray have the same birthday. Kristy decided she'd host the February dinner and cook all the food as well (so I guess it was not a pot luck)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p6_jH_6n1FU/TW8Isc2zvNI/AAAAAAAABKY/PSqILOMgYlc/s1600/IMG_5205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p6_jH_6n1FU/TW8Isc2zvNI/AAAAAAAABKY/PSqILOMgYlc/s400/IMG_5205.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys wanted to do breakfast for dinner aka brenner.&amp;nbsp;At our January pot luck, we talked about bunko and a lot of us had never played, including Kyle and Ray. Since they are good sports, the were all for it! Thus, breakfast bunko birthday bash was born. This might have to be a yearly theme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MAwOIwos0Zk/TW8I9Mr9QOI/AAAAAAAABKc/78qU_kmFzyE/s1600/IMG_5206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MAwOIwos0Zk/TW8I9Mr9QOI/AAAAAAAABKc/78qU_kmFzyE/s320/IMG_5206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from left to right: biscuits, cream cheese sausage dish, egg and sausage dish, chocolate gravy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are not friends with Kristy Krotzer, then you need to be. ﻿She is an amazing cook! And she is funny too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fDXQGIFNZEQ/TXKTzAibsxI/AAAAAAAABLM/gDiaE7w5kdc/s1600/IMG_5204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fDXQGIFNZEQ/TXKTzAibsxI/AAAAAAAABLM/gDiaE7w5kdc/s320/IMG_5204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monkey bread served as the birhday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eK8uI94RK_8/TW8JD11ps0I/AAAAAAAABKg/Elj8DSJpgRo/s1600/IMG_5207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eK8uI94RK_8/TW8JD11ps0I/AAAAAAAABKg/Elj8DSJpgRo/s320/IMG_5207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She went overboard!﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4Kr8tMu6c68/TW8JPPYa-hI/AAAAAAAABKk/a4ObzYlvNvc/s1600/IMG_5210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4Kr8tMu6c68/TW8JPPYa-hI/AAAAAAAABKk/a4ObzYlvNvc/s320/IMG_5210.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since we were eating brenner, we wore our PJs! Kyle was very excited about it all.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we ate, it was time to play bunko. Out of the 8 of us that attended, only 3 knew how to play. It was my 1st time to play too! Kyle always wondered about the game his mom played while he was growing up. Now he knows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5gfcq0KCU0Y/TW8JVnbLKRI/AAAAAAAABKo/OTlSV2diqmk/s1600/IMG_5211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5gfcq0KCU0Y/TW8JVnbLKRI/AAAAAAAABKo/OTlSV2diqmk/s320/IMG_5211.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kristy got BIG bunko! ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tavR8N6IUSI/TW8JcT_miWI/AAAAAAAABKs/0uwIHpZ8WHg/s1600/IMG_5212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tavR8N6IUSI/TW8JcT_miWI/AAAAAAAABKs/0uwIHpZ8WHg/s320/IMG_5212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a pretty easy game to learn. No wonder women play it. Shelly said it best...we (as women) talk a lot and&amp;nbsp;bunko is easy for us to talk and play a game.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PEVHM2_iRNc/TW8JhxYzoBI/AAAAAAAABKw/3hD0ZDry5Yo/s1600/IMG_5213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PEVHM2_iRNc/TW8JhxYzoBI/AAAAAAAABKw/3hD0ZDry5Yo/s320/IMG_5213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ray looks scared,&amp;nbsp;and he should've been! Bunko is a loud game, espically with the group we were with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t_AxhhNgY7Q/TW8Mt3exdbI/AAAAAAAABLI/8fLlyZxTmgk/s1600/bday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t_AxhhNgY7Q/TW8Mt3exdbI/AAAAAAAABLI/8fLlyZxTmgk/s320/bday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Thanks Kristy for hosting AND cooking all the food! Can't wait till next month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last but not least was&amp;nbsp;Kyle's annual birthday&amp;nbsp;meal&amp;nbsp;with my parents. Kyle requests the same meal from my mom.&amp;nbsp; And of course,&amp;nbsp;she cooks it for him every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1lpmnavl0YM/TW8KfmfTJ-I/AAAAAAAABK0/hOFaG1elVnY/s1600/IMG_5219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1lpmnavl0YM/TW8KfmfTJ-I/AAAAAAAABK0/hOFaG1elVnY/s320/IMG_5219.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fried chicken, mashed&amp;nbsp;potatoes with gravy, fried okra, cream corn, and peas.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QD057b76nyI/TW8KluYYvBI/AAAAAAAABK4/4sZ_IiqFLUI/s1600/IMG_5220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QD057b76nyI/TW8KluYYvBI/AAAAAAAABK4/4sZ_IiqFLUI/s320/IMG_5220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Kyle had been waiting for this meal all week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-krN3PJ9B-LA/TW8KvA52EEI/AAAAAAAABK8/IL9yLCNzWrY/s1600/IMG_5224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-krN3PJ9B-LA/TW8KvA52EEI/AAAAAAAABK8/IL9yLCNzWrY/s320/IMG_5224.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The okra was extra special.&amp;nbsp; It was what we grew from our garden last year. We realized that okra is super easy to grow.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MAjDpcH4UKw/TW8K0FcuE_I/AAAAAAAABLA/ZU1xVbZgztY/s1600/IMG_5226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MAjDpcH4UKw/TW8K0FcuE_I/AAAAAAAABLA/ZU1xVbZgztY/s320/IMG_5226.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle says this is the best red velvet cake in the universe. He means it. Every year he looks forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;We ran a lot the week we ingested the heart attack on a plate. And we should&amp;nbsp;probably run more too! I asked Kyle how many calories were in our meals. Not a good question to ask! Good thing we do this in moderation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-3848339517958241408?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3848339517958241408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/breakfast-bunko-birthday-bash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3848339517958241408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/3848339517958241408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/breakfast-bunko-birthday-bash.html' title='breakfast bunko birthday bash'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p6_jH_6n1FU/TW8Isc2zvNI/AAAAAAAABKY/PSqILOMgYlc/s72-c/IMG_5205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6494347265201200788</id><published>2011-02-20T14:46:00.077-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T08:01:51.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>wtf-what the folk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What is folk music? I will quote from the &lt;a href="http://www.folkalliance.org/"&gt;Folk Alliance International&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(FAI) website. "That is always the most popular question presented to our organization and membership. FAI defines 'folk' as anything rooted in tradition, indigenous to one's culture. Our organization is made up of all types such as songwriters, story tellers, bluegrass, blues, soul, world music, spoken word, zydeco, and much...much more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Cindy Cogbill is director for the &lt;a href="http://www.folkalliance.org/"&gt;Folk Alliance International&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;conference. The main office for the Folk Alliance&amp;nbsp;is in the South Main Arts district in Memphis.&amp;nbsp;Cindy and I&amp;nbsp;went to high school together&amp;nbsp;and reconnected again at church where we both did&amp;nbsp;children's theatre. Anyway,&amp;nbsp;the conference is held at a hotel in downtown Memphis. It is a conference like no other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference is a private event. Because I know people in high places (Cindy!), I've been able to go as her guest so I feel pretty cool knowing her! There&amp;nbsp;were people playing music everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cLMVlWY079w/TWB4l2B39CI/AAAAAAAABKE/NKMkCDTLf2I/s1600/IMG_5197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cLMVlWY079w/TWB4l2B39CI/AAAAAAAABKE/NKMkCDTLf2I/s320/IMG_5197.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here is a view from the balcony of some musicians jamming out. When I say music is everywhere, I mean EVERYWHERE! Let me explain. There are main shows in the ballroom. Then there are showcases on the 17th, 18th, and 19th floors of the hotel. It reminds me of college when everyone would pack in someones room and listen to someone play the guitar. It is 3 floors of dorm room parties! So much talent in one hotel. There are even people playing in the stairwells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmwxXgYcS54/TWB4zPBi3mI/AAAAAAAABKI/u4eImsVKSzU/s1600/IMG_5200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmwxXgYcS54/TWB4zPBi3mI/AAAAAAAABKI/u4eImsVKSzU/s320/IMG_5200.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since this is a network event, there are tons of artists with their flyers out. These tables&amp;nbsp;were everywhere. And so&amp;nbsp;was the RedBull man! I think the first year I&amp;nbsp;attended the conference,&amp;nbsp;I drank&amp;nbsp;5 in one night. ﻿Now I know that was not very smart of me! I was up late and very wired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JnuoAOZ4oyc/TWB4-ZCdXnI/AAAAAAAABKM/z7ZBhz81CZc/s1600/IMG_5201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JnuoAOZ4oyc/TWB4-ZCdXnI/AAAAAAAABKM/z7ZBhz81CZc/s320/IMG_5201.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More music! &lt;br /&gt;It ranges from county to blues. I cannot play nor can I sing (I was kicked out of a choir in college...long story!) so I love to be around people that can. &amp;nbsp;I'm a great listener, I do that well!﻿&amp;nbsp; I really do appreciate music! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Wednesday, the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.romanceofloneliness.com/folkalliance/"&gt;Folk Alliance&lt;/a&gt; opened up one night to the public. I so excited because 2 of my favorite artists were playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOycodrOf5o/TWB5W2WJR0I/AAAAAAAABKQ/A1T-90Xmgtw/s1600/paul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOycodrOf5o/TWB5W2WJR0I/AAAAAAAABKQ/A1T-90Xmgtw/s320/paul.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First up was &lt;a href="http://www.paulthorn.com/"&gt;Paul Thorn&lt;/a&gt;. I've seen him before and he is so funny. He has a great stage presence! My friends and I were on the 2nd row. Sirus/XM was there streaming live on the Village (a folk music station). Then we&amp;nbsp;found out they were filming for a PBS special! Watch for me on TV soon! I'll be the girl with a shirt that says "I'm a ski nut." HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kzGWfy72P4/TWB5YdzHlwI/AAAAAAAABKU/w-DlcwcU5rk/s1600/otr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kzGWfy72P4/TWB5YdzHlwI/AAAAAAAABKU/w-DlcwcU5rk/s320/otr.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last show we saw was &lt;a href="http://www.overtherhine.com/"&gt;Over the Rhine&lt;/a&gt;. I've seen them before too!&amp;nbsp; They play really cool instruments that I have no clue what they are but sound amazing! The lead singer has an amazing voice. I was very tired for work the next day but it was worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get to go back as Kyle and I went out of town for his birthday weekend. The best part about the FA conference is the 17-19th floors. Kyle did come with me a couple of years ago and enjoyed himself.&amp;nbsp; He is like me, no voice but loves to listen! Our kids have no hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/ABpx-CPZIjM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABpx-CPZIjM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABpx-CPZIjM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a video I found on YouTube that kind of shows the craziness of the 17-19th floors. (you'll have to pause my music playing on my page to listen to the video)&amp;nbsp;I guess you just had to be there! If you're a music lover, this is the place for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-6494347265201200788?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6494347265201200788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/wtf-what-folk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6494347265201200788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6494347265201200788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/wtf-what-folk.html' title='wtf-what the folk?'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cLMVlWY079w/TWB4l2B39CI/AAAAAAAABKE/NKMkCDTLf2I/s72-c/IMG_5197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-980495702052000942</id><published>2011-02-18T20:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:12:06.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>a hallmark holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly don't care for Valentine's Day. Why do we need a day to tell someone we love them? Shouldn't we be doing that year round? My friend at work said it best. Valentine's is a day&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;Hallmark&amp;nbsp;to make money.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Hallmark is not making any money off us! Kyle and I have a Valentine's tradition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. We don't buy each other presents. I'd rather have a bigger Christmas&amp;nbsp;or birthday present! HA! Plus Kyle's birthday is 6 days after Valentine's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. We don't buy each other cards. We hand make them! I think that was my idea since we don't do presents. Can you guess whose card is whose below?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts2AcCgMiTg/TV8TkpUj4UI/AAAAAAAABJY/sl6uV4NtI1w/s1600/IMG_5185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts2AcCgMiTg/TV8TkpUj4UI/AAAAAAAABJY/sl6uV4NtI1w/s400/IMG_5185.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mine is on the left, Kyle's card is on the right. Kyle has grown in the area of card making. My first Valentine's card from him was hearts glued on white typing paper and the words 'I love you' written with a black sharpie! The next year he got the idea to ask help from my teacher friends. Now he has progressed to buying decorated heart paper and types it! All week I kept on telling him how great my card was (I was bluffing) and he told me how bad his was (he was bluffing!) We both made each other "debt-free" themed cards! His was better. It was about 5 pages telling the stages of our journey we've&amp;nbsp;been on&amp;nbsp;to become debt free. He had all of our debts we paid off listed. Then he printed off our mortgage and calculated how long it would take us to be completely debt free. All my card said was "happy debt free Valentine's Day!" He did like my coin heart! I love this tradition we do. This means so much more to me than a card from Hallmark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. We don't go out to eat. Instead of fighting the crowds, Kyle makes me a homemade pesto pizza! This started when I brought back pesto sauce from Cinque Terre,&amp;nbsp;Italy. I went there with my girlfriends when Kyle and I&amp;nbsp;first started&amp;nbsp;dating and had the&amp;nbsp;best pesto pizza ever! He used the pesto to recreate my pizza on our first Valentine's.&amp;nbsp;This year we tried to make homemade whole wheat dough. Glad we had a back up crust!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y_KzCZfLcs/TV8Tsep4SJI/AAAAAAAABJc/eMrrjTHp1wI/s1600/IMG_5192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y_KzCZfLcs/TV8Tsep4SJI/AAAAAAAABJc/eMrrjTHp1wI/s320/IMG_5192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is about to go in the oven. It&amp;nbsp;consisted of pesto,&amp;nbsp;turkey sausage,&amp;nbsp;red (purple)&amp;nbsp;onions, red peppers﻿, mozzarella and feta cheese, and a sprinkle of my mom's marinara sauce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66e5bxB6BQc/TV8UH9ghF0I/AAAAAAAABJg/RcVmDLpPNr4/s1600/IMG_5195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66e5bxB6BQc/TV8UH9ghF0I/AAAAAAAABJg/RcVmDLpPNr4/s320/IMG_5195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was so good! You better believe I ate more than Kyle did! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in charge of dessert. I made a "puddin pie." No pun intended. It was&amp;nbsp;the only&amp;nbsp;thing in the house. Grahm cracker crust, instant sugar free jello and fat free whip cream. Took me&amp;nbsp;5 mintues to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqAks4yy7DA/TV8UaFHmZOI/AAAAAAAABJo/IvWm8rhQQVw/s1600/IMG_5189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqAks4yy7DA/TV8UaFHmZOI/AAAAAAAABJo/IvWm8rhQQVw/s320/IMG_5189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle also gets me a Reese's heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAhEoACXTJw/TV8UUHwDgaI/AAAAAAAABJk/Qi2XEXQ2PZs/s1600/IMG_5196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAhEoACXTJw/TV8UUHwDgaI/AAAAAAAABJk/Qi2XEXQ2PZs/s320/IMG_5196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like spending my Valentine's night in my PJs! We'll go out to eat next week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-980495702052000942?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/980495702052000942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/hallmark-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/980495702052000942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/980495702052000942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/hallmark-holiday.html' title='a hallmark holiday'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts2AcCgMiTg/TV8TkpUj4UI/AAAAAAAABJY/sl6uV4NtI1w/s72-c/IMG_5185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6530464357089765688</id><published>2011-02-09T21:56:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:39:00.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: we did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why would I tell the world wide web about our family finances? Because WE'RE DEBT FREE but our house. We were&amp;nbsp;projected to hit this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/food-for-finance-weighing-in.html"&gt;goal&lt;/a&gt; in April. In the words of my&amp;nbsp;mother, we&amp;nbsp; "ciphered" and squeezed every penny we could find and paid off &lt;strike&gt;my student loan&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;our final debt last Friday!! God is good! Ironically, we had tickets to see &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/live/city/city/Nashville/date/20110205/"&gt;Dave Ramsey&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;live in Nashville on Saturday. What a great way to start off our debt free weekend. Here is how it all went down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We headed to Nashville and made a pit stop in Thompson Station to see Carol and meet baby Norah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHx5dpGg9I/AAAAAAAABIM/5bzJGSxSlNc/s1600/IMG_5148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHx5dpGg9I/AAAAAAAABIM/5bzJGSxSlNc/s320/IMG_5148.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;She's already 5 months old! Carol and I were sorority sisters&amp;nbsp; in college.&amp;nbsp; I miss seeing her but it makes it special when I do spend time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were south of Nashville, I had an idea. We had to pass through Brentwood to&amp;nbsp;get to my old roommate Lauren's house. What's in Brentwood you ask? Dave Ramsey's radio show! When people become debt free, they call in the show and yell "we're debt free!" It is called debt free Friday. Some people even drive to the show and scream from the lobby. Since it was Friday and we were debt free, guess what we did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyMPHFUDI/AAAAAAAABIU/mKQ37Jvg3Fg/s1600/IMG_5153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyMPHFUDI/AAAAAAAABIU/mKQ37Jvg3Fg/s400/IMG_5153.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, we didn't call the show nor go in the lobby! It was 5:15 when we arrived. The show was over but people were still in the lobby. Instead, we jumped up and down in front of the sign! We made a promise to each other that when we paid off our house, we'd come back and do this right! We'll be in the lobby yelling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVISgEPRq2I/AAAAAAAABJE/79aBaa4DXs8/s1600/IMG_5151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVISgEPRq2I/AAAAAAAABJE/79aBaa4DXs8/s400/IMG_5151.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a sweet &lt;a href="http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-lbs.html"&gt;husband&lt;/a&gt;! He accepts me and my crazy 'picture taking' ideas! ﻿ We noticed something about the parking lot. There were a lot of 'beaters' there. Definition of a beater: an old, reliable car that will get you from point A to point B. Dave will tell you sell your car (if you have a very large car note) and buy a beater. Kyle thinks that half the parking lot were beaters. Duck tape on the windows and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After jumping for joy, we made it to east Nashville to hang out with Lauren! She cooked us a healthy, yummy dinner. This&amp;nbsp;was a huge deal as she never really cooked when we were roomies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHySUeXPhI/AAAAAAAABIY/CFudPpXAfjo/s1600/IMG_5155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHySUeXPhI/AAAAAAAABIY/CFudPpXAfjo/s320/IMG_5155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿She then took us around east Nashville to some fun places. Where we met some fun people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyZX441zI/AAAAAAAABIc/AJmRTf7vFqQ/s1600/IMG_5160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyZX441zI/AAAAAAAABIc/AJmRTf7vFqQ/s320/IMG_5160.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...fun people with mullets! He told us he's only had it for 2 days. I&amp;nbsp;thought he lost a bet. You can't see his cut off flannel sleeves in this picture. We found out he was born in Memphis. ﻿Always a fun time with Lauren!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up bright and early the next morning! If you would've told me 5 years ago that I'd be excited to sit through a money conference, then I would've laughed in your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyfZ_cY3I/AAAAAAAABIg/EXo0CFSIYEQ/s1600/IMG_5163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyfZ_cY3I/AAAAAAAABIg/EXo0CFSIYEQ/s320/IMG_5163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We needed a hearty brunch so we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.thepancakepantry.com/"&gt;Pancake Pantry&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with our friends Scott and ﻿Brandy who were also attending the show. It was well worth the 30 minute wait in the cold for this! Brandy got the chocolate chip pancakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHylNhpxLI/AAAAAAAABIk/oO2zM1kz2tU/s1600/IMG_5165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHylNhpxLI/AAAAAAAABIk/oO2zM1kz2tU/s320/IMG_5165.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got the sweet potato pancakes.&amp;nbsp; The guys got an omelet and 3 butter milk pancakes. It was so good! I'm supposed to be talking about healthy food right?&amp;nbsp;However, I'm all about balance! You must reward yourself! &amp;nbsp;Go there if you're ever in Nashville!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pre-game started at 12 noon. The&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/article/the-dave-ramsey-teams-battle-of-the-bands/lifeandmoney_other/"&gt;band&lt;/a&gt; was staff from Dave's team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHysNptjZI/AAAAAAAABIo/GVVTAY6YNc4/s1600/IMG_5167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHysNptjZI/AAAAAAAABIo/GVVTAY6YNc4/s320/IMG_5167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They sang a song about Dave. ﻿A song about how Dave fans say "well Dave says.." and how non-fans say "I don't care what Dave says!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had the best time sitting beside Brandy. I've heard the Dave jokes and stories but she had not! She laughed the whole time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyvOjuAgI/AAAAAAAABIs/-VlAd3Wew1A/s1600/IMG_5168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyvOjuAgI/AAAAAAAABIs/-VlAd3Wew1A/s320/IMG_5168.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did not plan to be debt free by the time we saw Dave. We wanted to go to the show to help us in our sprint.10,000 people all in one room together helped confirm what we did was correct!&amp;nbsp;Dave Ramsey&amp;nbsp;poked fun at how people think 'Dave followers' are in a cult! ha! There were some Nashville celebs in the audience. A band member of &lt;em&gt;Kings of Leon﻿ &lt;/em&gt;was there as well!&amp;nbsp;What is "in the water" we are drinking! Some people think Kyle and I have lost it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surgeries were preformed at the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyzzDr0oI/AAAAAAAABIw/QqM9UAEvmhs/s1600/IMG_5170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHyzzDr0oI/AAAAAAAABIw/QqM9UAEvmhs/s320/IMG_5170.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a plasetomy!&amp;nbsp;Definition: the&amp;nbsp;shredding of ones credit cards. I laughed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVITSsbm4xI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Wm8mWXFLFok/s1600/IMG_5171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVITSsbm4xI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Wm8mWXFLFok/s320/IMG_5171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think they should melt the shredded cards and make some art work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kyle and I had a great time. We ate at Outback on the way home. We had to be home for church the next morning since we're taking &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/fpu/preview/"&gt;Financial Peace &lt;/a&gt;. It was a long 24 hour trip! But well worth it! Kyle and I sat down last September and decided to attack &lt;strike&gt;my student loan&lt;/strike&gt; our final debt in our &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/article/get-out-of-debt-with-the-debt-snowball-plan/"&gt;debt snowball&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Because we were serious about this, we got real nerdy and made goals to put on the fridge. We went beyond paying off all debt but the house! We plan to pay off the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kiaw0Wt6eQ0/TVNDUfNjvOI/AAAAAAAABJU/00xlY6R9t3I/s1600/IMG_5179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kiaw0Wt6eQ0/TVNDUfNjvOI/AAAAAAAABJU/00xlY6R9t3I/s400/IMG_5179.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Keep in mind we've been working at this since we got married, a little over 2 years. ﻿It felt great to cross off # 1. I can't thank God enough for placing a great man in my life that encourages me in so many ways!&amp;nbsp; I'm proud to be a member of TEAM MCCOY! Now on to &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/new/baby-step-3/"&gt;Baby Step 3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7218423056562197635-6530464357089765688?l=mccoymemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6530464357089765688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6530464357089765688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7218423056562197635/posts/default/6530464357089765688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccoymemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-for-finance-we-did-it.html' title='food for finance: we did it!'/><author><name>kyle and angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122319157210980684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TKdYYE4BefI/AAAAAAAAArw/CHnZB5xbdY0/S220/IMG_4708.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ABGR-Am2KA/TVHx5dpGg9I/AAAAAAAABIM/5bzJGSxSlNc/s72-c/IMG_5148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218423056562197635.post-6892110853660043872</id><published>2011-02-01T22:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:06:30.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for finance'/><title type='text'>food for finance: patrick and dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿(healthy) food for finance is a column where we talk about how fitness and finance correlate with each other. join us on our journey to be both physically and financially fit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a secret that&amp;nbsp;we love watching &lt;em&gt;The Biggest Loser &lt;/em&gt;and we're o
