<?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-6909288782145294035</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:27:17.805-08:00</updated><category term='roadtrips'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='rain'/><category term='astros'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='weekends'/><category term='spring'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='family'/><category term='Austin'/><category term='racing'/><category term='music'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='sundays'/><category term='move'/><category term='cars'/><category term='bridals'/><category term='kids'/><category term='engagement'/><category term='friends'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Kopecki Korner</title><subtitle type='html'>All you ever wanted to know about Denise and Patrick...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-5961185477084795304</id><published>2010-03-08T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:30:44.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I moved</title><content type='html'>SO we are in austin and I also moved the blog you can now find us&lt;a href="http://keepinupwithkopeckis.blogspot.com/"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-5961185477084795304?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5961185477084795304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5961185477084795304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5961185477084795304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-moved.html' title='I moved'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-1263868870526720731</id><published>2010-01-11T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:22:34.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>I am more a blog stalker that writer these days. I have been feeling ho-hum and did not feel like sharing all that to remember at a later date. We have gotten moved but are still working in Houston and driving to Austin where our cat gets to live every chance we get. Needless to say it has been very stressful. I spend my days off looking high and low for a job. P had several things lined up and now is standing in line waiting for the openings. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of this and other issues I have been depressed. Not wanting to take it out on P but he is in my line of fire. I know he is looking and doing everything he can to change the situation but I do not do well with uncertainty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I did some of my blogstalking yesterday and read &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/2010/01/faith.html"&gt;Kelly's Korner&lt;/a&gt; Which is a super cute blog that is very inspiring with all the things she has been thru. But anyways this particular post hit home of I had to stop pushing God to make everything the way I want it now but let him provide and the things that is best for us he will make happen in due time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh that just hit home for me. I went to bed with some peace and slept well for the first time in a few weeks. My husband called me this morning after I woke to tell me that he was interviewing for a position with his company in New Braunfels on Friday. Where we had tried last year to move and he could never get a transfer thou. God works on the time schedule he wants. You just have to have faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS&gt; I will be backdating a couple post I have of the holidays that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; never get myself to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-1263868870526720731?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1263868870526720731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1263868870526720731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1263868870526720731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-7655529055685458637</id><published>2009-12-10T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:52:51.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don"t hate me</title><content type='html'>So I have seen many people put some of the lyrics on their facebook status. I thought it was a rap song cause, well I am not trendy. So I finally checked out the video and please don't tell anyone but I really kinda sorta like it and will be downloadin it on my zune. Zune which is the unhip mircosoft Ipod. See still not trendy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="873" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M11SvDtPBhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M11SvDtPBhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="873" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-7655529055685458637?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7655529055685458637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-hate-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7655529055685458637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7655529055685458637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-hate-me.html' title='Don&quot;t hate me'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-4844822174531518194</id><published>2009-12-10T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:24:54.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lurve you more than my luggage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this past weekend I had to mark a xmas gift off my list for my mom. Now I am done shopping but I had to wait till this past weekend and you may ask why but it was for &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/the_pioneer_woman_cooks_book_trip/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep I got to meet &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/blog/category/pioneer_woman/about_pioneer_woman/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And talk to here, more on that later....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at 6:30 AM my mother text me to tell me that the venue has changed and I need to be there two hours early just to get a ticket to get in line to then get in line to meet PW. ?!?! However will I get to the other side of town seeing as I just woke up at 10:30 (don't judge me I working the night before and it was the last sat I will be sleeping in for a while) So I got dressed in a hurry which is NEVER good for me cause it takes three times longer that normal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ready to go out the door... where is my cell phone? Not in the bed, not in the bathroom , not in kitchen, living room, etc. Look for phone that was just in hand for 10 mins. Tear bed apart. nope. Tear bathroom apart. nope. Look in bed again. nope. Seriously I had the phone in my hand two minutes ago! Oh look at the foot of the bed under all the covers that I looked in ten times!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok out the door, wait no need the cookbook....I put it somewhere I could find it later...GRRRR. Ok finally find cookbook and have EVERYTHING I could need. So i drive to the other side of town and when I get there I see that yes there is alot of people there. ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I get in the line for the ticket to get in another line. Ok going good I am cherry. Aw so cute how they named them after flavors instead of colors. (more on this later) So I start walking around to see where I will be at for the next while. It was held at &lt;a href="http://georgiasmarket.com/"&gt;Georgia's Market&lt;/a&gt;, which is an all natural, local grown store. They had a buffet and little tea and coffee stands and all and all very neat place to be in for many hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it is now close to 1 which is when P-dub is going to speak so I fine a spot and pullout my new camera to take some pictures.......the camera will not come on. Slight freak out. Text hubby telling him he broke it ;) He tells me I have an extra camera battery try that. Still does not work. OHHHH the battery is in wrong.grrrr. So at this point PW is out and sitting and answering questions and let me tell you for a woman that is all worried about her spanx she is little bitty. She is tall but tiny. And you know how you read something and give the narrator a voice tone? anyone? Well I had a huskier voice from reading the black heels to tractor wheels (which she is publishing thank.you.very.much.) She had this sweet little your best friend for years voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MZEt2XF5Jp5H4UbAxteLRQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_CtS8iSfI/AAAAAAAAADE/0DaTlvl4zu0/s400/PW%20001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she is done speaking and they explain the tickets we got earlier and the color order. So my cute cherry is used only after they have gone thru EVERY color in the world! Blue,red,pink,white,green,black,purple,yellow,petal,lilac,sky blue,vanilla,CHERRY,etc... So yeah I will be here a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decide to get something to eat from the buffet and find a seat. I ask a couple of very nice ladies that are knitting if anyone is sitting next to them and they reply no so I proceed to sit and stuff my face. While picking the lettuce out of my mouth I see a lady taking pictures out of the side of my eye so I watch her and realize I am somewhat sorta in her shot. So I ask her would you tell me what blog I am about to be on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is Sweetpea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q4-qCdr350wxgIERQKRg_Q?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_CuIspbRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/n6DqG4855QA/s400/PW%20002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.newlyweds-blog.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we proceed to talk for the next ohhh 6 colors or 3 hours!! She has a super cute blog and super cute lil twin boys. Go check her out Mkay? So we are chating and she is there with her mom and Aunt that don"t quite get why we are here for 3 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We where also talking to this sweet lady that is from &lt;a href="http://elisharose.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oBQ0B5--vkIsxc5TxkODXA?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_CutYidTI/AAAAAAAAADY/RWtpmeEMEm0/s400/PW%20003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;named Julie. She does tons of Christmas decorating and has chickens! I learned bunchs about chicks from these two ladies! And as you can see Julie had a color before us. So she got to come back and gloat of meeting Mrs. PDub. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point we have been here for about 4 hours and someone is walking around with color cards for "earlier" colors, and one happens to be skyy blue which my new friends Sweetpea and momma are in. And my hubby is texting me to see if me and PW are going to dinner together since I have been there so long! So I have a new color and am wondering how close we are so I go ask. OH after 8 colors we are 2 away. so we chitchat more, I seriously think I told them my WHOLE life story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the group before us is getting close to the end so we decide to "station" ourselves around the store because they kept starting the line in different spots. Sweetpea was in the right spot so we are at the front of the line! Sweet! &lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HTnHACWGs5wFxCf9PoI9Wg?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_CvHOykEI/AAAAAAAAADo/fbkHfm0YbE8/s400/PW%20005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still not to PW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oUUP7CDqDcuZP4GBCahVYQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_Cv0Z8ytI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DmixuE5GcRM/s400/PW%20007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I had planned to make PW and MM my armadilo eggs but due to I was lazy that morning I did not. But look at all these gifts!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MIDlCpLAOSjmNFIaMChRmg?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_Cw5LXqQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JoRLUEwn71I/s400/PW%20010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PW and one of THE cameras she uses for the pics that suck you in and spit you out with now holey yoga pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the heat is on to have your crafty not the same as everyone else thing ready to say. Ummmm, I'll wing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is Sweet pea and momma up there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cui89G14TraLT3xAHWliwQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_CxgFuJgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ijgfDDK4NMw/s400/PW%20012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: Hello I bet you are tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PW: No I love this part getting meet so many people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: Yes so many people love you blog I wish we could've met MM and the punks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PW: Oh they had to go home yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: So how many cities do you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PW: oh Atlanta, New York, West Chester, PA, and Tennesse we are going to have so much fun my sister is going with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(she is almost done with my books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: Well my mother and I love you so please don't turn all Kate Gosslien on us like she did after her book tour, we like you as you are too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PW: (nervous laughter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK LOOK OVER HERE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IeR9iaWdl1NeCzJ9_WctRQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_Cx05kLEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/b_pIBGKi6_Q/s400/PW%20013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here is pics that Sweat pea took while I was jabbering on to poor PW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmQ18LGmI/AAAAAAAAARs/2AWQaE4iAmE/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413650297875274338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmQ18LGmI/AAAAAAAAARs/2AWQaE4iAmE/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmRPtx0yI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VXUnfhFsR6w/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413650304794219298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmRPtx0yI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VXUnfhFsR6w/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmRtqn4gI/AAAAAAAAAR8/CzxC--mFXy4/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413650312834048514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmRtqn4gI/AAAAAAAAAR8/CzxC--mFXy4/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmQXBqCQI/AAAAAAAAARk/nM4hz-xWkGU/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413650289576773890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SyEmQXBqCQI/AAAAAAAAARk/nM4hz-xWkGU/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor PW but look I did make her laugh some...maybe?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea to new friend and meeting the only Pioneer Woman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got the nifty pioneer woman exclusive booktour tee too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on my drive home and telling my momma I must lurve her more that my luggage my hubby text me this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would not wait in line for five hours to have sex with a playmate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww honey good thing I was only 5 mins from home at this point and I did not ask you to come with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-4844822174531518194?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4844822174531518194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-lurve-you-more-than-my-luggage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4844822174531518194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4844822174531518194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-lurve-you-more-than-my-luggage.html' title='I lurve you more than my luggage'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_CtS8iSfI/AAAAAAAAADE/0DaTlvl4zu0/s72-c/PW%20001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-6478195807125989824</id><published>2009-12-09T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:30:02.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New bedding</title><content type='html'>I LUUURVE my new bedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an FYI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fG3O2wRiKoud7rYYy5KflQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_Cyyi5DqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/55BwJmXKZvw/s400/PW%20015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so does tiggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UDggbCfi9VabXSqS0WNZxQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_CyXToYNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/n3pgMC8ZfRQ/s400/PW%20014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/denisekopecki/20091209PW?authkey=Gv1sRgCMjkvb_S7u2DNA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;2009-12-09 PW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-6478195807125989824?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6478195807125989824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-bedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6478195807125989824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6478195807125989824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-bedding.html' title='New bedding'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VSdIByZegjQ/Sx_Cyyi5DqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/55BwJmXKZvw/s72-c/PW%20015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-4410077914241311758</id><published>2009-11-19T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:31:10.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to begin......</title><content type='html'>So hi me ago....I know it has been so long. I have been here still stalking other blogs but not saying much. So alot has happened. The next day was Halloween and we had a good night with friends. At the last min we dressed up as Hugh Hefner and a playboy bunny. Then the next weekend P when to the race in fort worth and then to a job interview in Austin. So fingers crossed that his posit. ion starts there in mid dec cause we are moving Dec 12th! We went up this past weekend and looked at apartments and found one we really liked and they had a good deal so we signed a lease! It has only taken a year longer but we are finally moving.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend was very stressful, it did not start out that way we went out for MPG dirty thirty b-day Friday night. Then we got up early Sat morning and drove to Austin, looked at a couple apartments then got in a wreck, then found the apartment we are renting then went to San Antonio to stay with friends. Oh you are still hung on the wreck?!? Yeah we got rear-ended on 35 while in P new truck ( got it in march but still it is new). We are ok I guess, I am still sore and have a concussion but I gave that to myself on a bunk bed later that night. My hubby should know not to startle me while sleeping but he did and I hit the sense out of my head on the bottom part of the top bunk! So rough weekend with lots of exciting things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 2 more weeks of school and time to really start looking for a job in Austin. Next week the family will be coming down for Thanksgiving at my aunt and uncles house. This weekend we are going to P'S parents to celebrate with them. I hope everyone has a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-4410077914241311758?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4410077914241311758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-to-begin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4410077914241311758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4410077914241311758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-to-begin.html' title='Where to begin......'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-7625481248996944990</id><published>2009-10-30T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:38:37.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutshells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So again long time no talk. The reason being............nothing really! I have has alot of different little things going on so this will be a long post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished the first part of my classes. I started the second part which is MUCH harder!!!! I have 5 weeks left and I am scare. It is scary to me that I am learning simular to what people go to law school for three years in 14 weeks. How am I suppose to learn all of this and be able to use it?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are getting closer to moving. We have extended our lease for (cross fingers) the last time! We are looking at the week between christmas and new years to move. I am about to paper the city of Austin with my resume and if all else fails I can allows bartend till I find a paralegal postion. I am so excited because with this moe we can really get a good "fresh" start without some of our ghost. Which have been biting me in the butt as I have been having several strange dreams this last week all doing with our ex's and strange situations and questions of if we should have gotten married. Which I do not question but not a good feeling to have a dream about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone else have strange drems like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up would be The holidays coming up. We are very excited that my parents will be coming in town for at least Thanksgiving, which my lovely hunny has not had a holiday where he had to drive 250+ miles since he was in college. He might even be able to over eat this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to decorate for the fall or xmas but with an impending move over our head I don't forsee getting to use any of our ornaments we got this year. I have spend this past year with P making him get a ornament everywhere we go.  So needless to say we have a good collection of "our" memories to put on a tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to my parents in earlier this month for my baby sisters' b-day and that was an a&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Suti3Rp_JQI/AAAAAAAAARE/s85muvenqcA/s1600-h/phone+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398517280105506050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Suti3Rp_JQI/AAAAAAAAARE/s85muvenqcA/s320/phone+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dventure. I let her use my car to get her drivers license then we did so shopping and she weaseled another b-day gift out of me of perfume. We then went and did some grocery shopping and had dinner with my mom and when we came back I pulled in the drive and it felt like I ran over something so I backed up and I could not go anywhere. I got out to see that my passanger wheel assembly was detattched from the car! Apparently when I had all the work from the wreck they subbed out the suspenion work and they did not torque the bolt and it flexed out with pulling in and out of my parents steeper that I normally drive, driveway. So again my car was in the shop. so let add this all up shall we...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get the car Aug 18th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Engine light comes on and goes in shop Aug 27 for supposely a misfire and it gets a tune up get car out Sept 8th.($540 covered under warrenty) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sept 9th we evacuate for Ike I leave my car in Nixon for 2 weeks till we have power and go pick it up and the engine light is on again. Goes back in shop on Sept 23rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is in shop for 2 months and am told everything under the moon as to why it is taking so long. Ends up getting a new motherboard and two new heads because the did not cailbrate the motherboard right and water got into the heads when they test drove it. ($5300 covered again under warrenty) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June someone hits me at work on the driver side and comes back the next day and leaves thier insurance info. Car in shop to get repaired ($1200 insurance claim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 9th get t-boned and have car in shop for 6 weeks and $8900 worth of damage. So add it all up 540+5300+1200+8900 =$15,940 in repairs since I owed this vehicle in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; year!!!!!! I need to get a new car cause this one has &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt; juju!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it added much stress to my trip as I spent the whole day watching them try to get my car out of the driveway and then get a rental car. I have no idea how much the repairs cost on this because they where all covered by the repair shop in Houston. Dani had a good birthday and I was exhuasted but got in the car to drive home to my husband and turn around and get in his car to drive to his family reunion! We had a good time seeing his family and playing card with his parents. I was glad thou to be home Sunday night after being gone all week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that is all I can think of for the moment but that is what has been going on with me for the last couple weeks. So I will try to check a little more often. Till next time dear friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-7625481248996944990?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7625481248996944990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/nutshells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7625481248996944990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7625481248996944990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/nutshells.html' title='Nutshells'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Suti3Rp_JQI/AAAAAAAAARE/s85muvenqcA/s72-c/phone+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-7342496053026005200</id><published>2009-09-24T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:17:04.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><title type='text'>Nesting</title><content type='html'>So sense we are not where we want to be living and we have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;minimal&lt;/span&gt; room in our apartment and I have the nesting bug I have started by redecorating around here. And by here I mean blog work. Look for a new headline this week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this last week has brought a few changes in my work world. My company was sold 3 weeks ago. The new owners have owned simular businesses in the past but not one exactly like ours. Now there is several of us that have been there for 3-5 years, basically since it was opened. We are a close family. We are all adult and thou this job is not any of our dream jobs we do our jobs very well and have 90% regulars as customers. The new owners said nothing would change but we have realized in the last couple weeks they are very controlling and slightly paroniod. Things we do everyday have been questioned if we are stealing. We do not have product and are told to just tell customers to get something else. Specials are being changed with no warning to the customers. Now I began this job as a hiatus from the real world nearly 4 years ago and have had difficult managers and such over the years but nothing like this. I have never had a time where I did not want to go to work. I do like it and 99% of the people (with regulars there are some you just aren't bbf's with no matter what). But there is a feeling that has come over everyone that is to protect you own behind and find somewhere else to go before we are all replaced. Now the choice of do I ride it out till I am really miserable or just go somewhere else. Since this is not my career choice why is this decision so hard? Cause I do make great money working only three days a week and I like everyone their besides the new owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good news I have been doing really well in my classes and have 2 weeks left, thou the last week is just a wrap up with no test or homework so really one week. Then I have my second session which is seven weeks as well. After that I will be a certified paralegal. Which at that point I will began my hunt for a job in the Austin area. So it adds to my do I want to change jobs three months before I look for ANOTHER job in another city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to be a grown up? I wanna live in Neverland with the Lost boys.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-7342496053026005200?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7342496053026005200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/nesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7342496053026005200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7342496053026005200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/nesting.html' title='Nesting'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-2235197656006211430</id><published>2009-09-18T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:29:41.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Where have you been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I realized it has been a while since we talked. What have I been up to? Well get ready this is going to be a LOONNNG one! Well since I last left you the next day this happened.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382700960439207346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SrMyATciBbI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oOc5GMmvRJ8/s320/phonepic-wreck+019.jpg" /&gt;Yes my pretty car is not so pretty. Someone decided I did not go thru a fourway stop fast enough and I was T-boned. I have been fighting with insurance for the last two months and still have some unresolved issues, but I have my car back, mostly in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a week later we finally left on our honeymoon. That was not without it's own drama but I will leave that for another post in the near future. I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382700970458804034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SrMyA4xY70I/AAAAAAAAAQg/JbwruHKuxwo/s320/Honeymoon+001.JPG" /&gt;Us happy before leaving Houston and finding out there would be 1200 kids on the boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were gone for 10 days and ready for a vacation the day we got back! Once we landed in the airport we got the news that P did not in fact get the transfer to Austin. Strike 2. They needed someone right away and his branch could not release him for another month. Need less to say we where very dispointed as we feel good a bout the chances of getting this transfer. It was back to work and dealing with car issues. No rest for the weary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did make it up to the Austin area to eat at Casino El Camino, as featured on diners, drive-in and dives. I love that show and I now love Casino's salsa verde chili cheese fries. SOOOO GOOD! We then stopped in NB and then made our way to Helotes to see Reckless Kelly. The next day we floated the river with some friends and it was LOW, low, low!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also visited with P parents and I got to see some of our "stuff". We moved everything out of the storage unit to his parents after the wedding and now have the two back bedrooms packed to the brim. I kept waking in the middle of the night to make sure no boxes or the hide away couch that was on its side were going to fall on our head. Seriously we have some crap! When we get a house I am sure we will have to have a garage sell to get rid of a bunch of stuff we no longer want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started school on Aug 19th and after Dec 4th I will be a certified Paralegal. I have been wanting to do this for a while but the timing was not right. So far I am doing good as I just finished week 4 and my first midterm memo. Hopefully with this, a real estate license and a notary public I can find a job in Austin in Dec-Jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our plan now is to stay put thru the end of the year and I finish school and P get his bonus. After that we will be hitting the Austin job market hard! We are both ready for a life change and just have to take it one step at a time. I know god has a plan for us and we can not rush it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I bid you good night and ya"ll come back now ya hear!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-2235197656006211430?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2235197656006211430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/2235197656006211430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/2235197656006211430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where have you been?'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SrMyATciBbI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oOc5GMmvRJ8/s72-c/phonepic-wreck+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-3766046039613330439</id><published>2009-07-08T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:16:30.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the bride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbT-0fBuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/2rrgSi56AJU/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146993177495266" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbT-0fBuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/2rrgSi56AJU/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbTpxpQLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tiAVFNFQa5M/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146987528437938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbTpxpQLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tiAVFNFQa5M/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbTSGqKKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vBlyxf9dHgc/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146981174126754" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbTSGqKKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vBlyxf9dHgc/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbTFbFqGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7Wwl4UjsQOI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146977770154082" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbTFbFqGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7Wwl4UjsQOI/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbBGwQtgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/IH5cp1jV2V0/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146668889748994" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbBGwQtgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/IH5cp1jV2V0/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbA2XfaoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/TH8QH8a4OOU/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146664490887810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbA2XfaoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/TH8QH8a4OOU/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbAn4TjFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/22Oww1MjOlE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146660601990226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbAn4TjFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/22Oww1MjOlE/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTa_9FO5DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PMEFbtC9moc/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146649113486386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTa_9FO5DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PMEFbtC9moc/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaS4ejtnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Sm9nQgSWFz8/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356145874783417970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaS4ejtnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Sm9nQgSWFz8/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaSquZZiI/AAAAAAAAANs/ktjN3NqlCVI/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356145871091754530" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaSquZZiI/AAAAAAAAANs/ktjN3NqlCVI/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaR2SnnjI/AAAAAAAAANc/oNZWPHJswVw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356145857016602162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaR2SnnjI/AAAAAAAAANc/oNZWPHJswVw/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaSCzhkhI/AAAAAAAAANk/Bpe9HEhv2IA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356145860375843346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaSCzhkhI/AAAAAAAAANk/Bpe9HEhv2IA/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is just a few wedding pics stolen from my friend Amy. I can't wait to see the real deals from Jen. One week and we will be in the Bahamas!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have many more post that I will be doing to recap the wedding hoopla. I just need a wedding break. My husband (I love the sound of that) and I will be low key this weekend and playing tourist and going to the battleship of texas and san jacinto monument. HE also would like to get a pedicure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other thing I love most of married life is seeing his wedding band. I don"t know what it is about it but every time I see a flash of it I smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Kopecki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTaRjxq0fI/AAAAAAAAANU/xY4dfbIgl-Q/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-3766046039613330439?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3766046039613330439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-comes-bride.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3766046039613330439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3766046039613330439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-comes-bride.html' title='Here comes the bride!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SlTbT-0fBuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/2rrgSi56AJU/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-6610504761879467150</id><published>2009-07-04T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:00:07.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridals'/><title type='text'>Happy wedding day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIikwRGvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/F3kF7xQdvS0/s1600-h/Denise+Bridal%27s+172-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIikwRGvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/F3kF7xQdvS0/s400/Denise+Bridal%27s+172-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346837678926142194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIiYvdkEI/AAAAAAAAAME/Sck_zz-8RLk/s1600-h/Denise+Bridal%27s+154-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIiYvdkEI/AAAAAAAAAME/Sck_zz-8RLk/s400/Denise+Bridal%27s+154-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346837675701538882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIiEOaS0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/eiC1uyBbQgg/s1600-h/Denise+Bridal%27s+086-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIiEOaS0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/eiC1uyBbQgg/s400/Denise+Bridal%27s+086-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346837670194203458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIh7E57pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/EWXgVrUvJo8/s1600-h/Denise+Bridal%27s+161-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIh7E57pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/EWXgVrUvJo8/s400/Denise+Bridal%27s+161-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346837667738414738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIiYvdkEI/AAAAAAAAAME/Sck_zz-8RLk/s1600-h/Denise+Bridal%27s+154-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIiYvdkEI/AAAAAAAAAME/Sck_zz-8RLk/s400/Denise+Bridal%27s+154-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346837675701538882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIhbWwcmI/AAAAAAAAALs/AYzs822bsG4/s1600-h/Denise+Bridal%27s+138-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIhbWwcmI/AAAAAAAAALs/AYzs822bsG4/s400/Denise+Bridal%27s+138-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346837659223356002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!!! Today is my wedding day and I am a little busy, but I thought some of you that have been waiting would like to see a few of my bridals. They turned out FABULOUS!!!!!! Thanks to Pretty Girl Photography, owned by one of my bestie Ms. Christa! I love the name but then again I got to name it! :) Well enjoy your weekend! Next time you see me I will be Mrs. Patrick Kopecki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPJdanw-uI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cHmAq4nGlhs/s1600-h/Signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 77px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPJdanw-uI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cHmAq4nGlhs/s400/Signature.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346838689818409698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-6610504761879467150?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6610504761879467150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-wedding-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6610504761879467150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6610504761879467150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-wedding-day.html' title='Happy wedding day!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPIikwRGvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/F3kF7xQdvS0/s72-c/Denise+Bridal%27s+172-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-2925600433932378450</id><published>2009-07-03T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:49:01.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5znKXJ2jI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b4JfnF6vr9k/s1600-h/omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5znKXJ2jI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b4JfnF6vr9k/s400/omg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336329725114178098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen the time is upon us!!!!! I'm getting married tomorrow!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned as this post was pre-scheduled two months out!!!!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-2925600433932378450?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2925600433932378450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/2925600433932378450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/2925600433932378450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5znKXJ2jI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b4JfnF6vr9k/s72-c/omg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-3777165726541222940</id><published>2009-06-27T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:26:21.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZulnUlFTI/AAAAAAAAANM/GuzZxCokRjs/s1600-h/astros,rodeo,whouse+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZulnUlFTI/AAAAAAAAANM/GuzZxCokRjs/s400/astros,rodeo,whouse+042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352086799665927474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZulfg46yI/AAAAAAAAANE/JFMaqQB1RtY/s1600-h/astros,rodeo,whouse+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZulfg46yI/AAAAAAAAANE/JFMaqQB1RtY/s400/astros,rodeo,whouse+043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352086797570075426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my parking concern! uder the house is where the party will be and the yard is all the parking we know of now. P is going to swwet talk one of the neighbors to use some of there land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many more details to share but I am off to meet my florist/wedding coordinator!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-3777165726541222940?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3777165726541222940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/7-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3777165726541222940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3777165726541222940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/7-days.html' title='7 days!!!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZulnUlFTI/AAAAAAAAANM/GuzZxCokRjs/s72-c/astros,rodeo,whouse+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-5433352830784054036</id><published>2009-06-23T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:07:16.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's your birthday.....</title><content type='html'>Not really but this past weekend was our joint bachelor &amp;amp; bachelorette party. Here are a few pics from the night...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs17LdDGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/50c4_DBVdTM/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs17LdDGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/50c4_DBVdTM/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084880851012706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill's cookies and brownies&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs20n0hrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/siS6jpsLS2Y/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs20n0hrI/AAAAAAAAAM0/siS6jpsLS2Y/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084896270812850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs2t7ZPlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XwlLaT07tAA/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs2t7ZPlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XwlLaT07tAA/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084894473862738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs2M8DvoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NQ5LNe9HG2k/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs2M8DvoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NQ5LNe9HG2k/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084885618278018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs3FDQfDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SmbBWf4JtwY/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs3FDQfDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SmbBWf4JtwY/s320/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084900680858674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say it was a hot night as at Palapa's my favorite place was in front of the fan! I really appreciate my girls for throwing it and all the hard work they went thru!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-5433352830784054036?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5433352830784054036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-your-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5433352830784054036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5433352830784054036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-your-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s your birthday.....'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SkZs17LdDGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/50c4_DBVdTM/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-8169422103199312879</id><published>2009-06-13T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:32:48.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I REALLY want one of these</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPEgTPC2qI/AAAAAAAAALk/R86TE-ErT5Q/s1600-h/phoca_thumb_l_wedding+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPEgTPC2qI/AAAAAAAAALk/R86TE-ErT5Q/s400/phoca_thumb_l_wedding+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346833241817143970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://geezees.com/index.php?option=com_phocagallery&amp;amp;view=category&amp;amp;id=1:wedding&amp;amp;Itemid=86"&gt;From this website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do these for weddings, babies and are not that bad on price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 21 days to the wedding and 36 til the honeymoon. I got my passport in and it was even spelled correct. After I called them to see why I could not see the info on the web, I was told that it was because I was spelling my name wrong! Wow after all this time of spelling it my way I was wrong!? So they got it corrected before it was mailed out and arrived safe and sound yesterday. We finished up our cruise documents online and bought our plane tickets! Is it sad we are more ready for the honeymoon that the wedding?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Denise/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Denise/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-8169422103199312879?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8169422103199312879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-want-one-of-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8169422103199312879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8169422103199312879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-want-one-of-these.html' title='I REALLY want one of these'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SjPEgTPC2qI/AAAAAAAAALk/R86TE-ErT5Q/s72-c/phoca_thumb_l_wedding+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-5160074000922829957</id><published>2009-06-03T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:35:49.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Wedding bug</title><content type='html'>So sorry but all post for the next month will be wedding type post. You have your disclosure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are at the 30 day mark and I am making my list and checking it twice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: check one more payment&lt;br /&gt;Food: check have to call it in on weds before the wedding&lt;br /&gt;Flowers: check Kara with Wild Orchid is on it- love having talented friends&lt;br /&gt;Music: We bought all the equipment and I am working on the playlist tweeting it&lt;br /&gt;Cake: I have ordered my cake and we are ordering whatever for the groom cake next weekend&lt;br /&gt;Decorations: all I have left to buy is 3 packs of lanterns and blue fabric for the table runner&lt;br /&gt;Photos: done and Christa is helping with the photobooth. P and I are making the backdrop&lt;br /&gt;                      next weekend too&lt;br /&gt;Attire: I have my dress and all altered just needs to be cleaned from bridal photos. P just needs&lt;br /&gt;                       pants and he is done but he has been lossing weight so he is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where I am. I have 3 craft projects left of doing the favor tins, the back of the program fans, and tying the silverware. Everything else is pretty much done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my Bridal Photos last week and am so excited about them. I have a few I really really like. Now I just have to get my dress cleaned from parading around Gruene. I have to make Dre go get her dress this weekend after the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah my bridal shower is this weekend and  I am so excted to see all my family and friends. I can't believe it is all here now! Ok well off to finish wedding list!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-5160074000922829957?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5160074000922829957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-bug.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5160074000922829957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5160074000922829957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-bug.html' title='Wedding bug'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-6356568791060718054</id><published>2009-05-26T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:26:07.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geesh</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 38 days before the wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a ball of nerves. Not of getting married to Patrick but of everything falling into place. The wedding is the last of my concern. I will have several friends that are ordained at the wedding so someone will read the little words off the paper and we will say I do. But where is everyone going to park. How many people are coming to this thing. How long will everyone be there. how much will I have to clean up. Will everyone have a good time. Will our equipment work for the sound. Will the cakes melt in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few concerns....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-6356568791060718054?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6356568791060718054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/geesh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6356568791060718054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6356568791060718054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/geesh.html' title='Geesh'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-2358720785693402274</id><published>2009-05-16T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:09:00.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly unperfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;What makes you life perfect.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The perfect outfit:&lt;/span&gt; Comfort all the way, jeans and a tee, or a light sundress as we get into summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect meal:&lt;/strong&gt; good mexican food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect hangover cure:&lt;/strong&gt; Greasy fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect road trip:&lt;/strong&gt; I'd love to do a southern USA roadtrip thru LA, GA and FL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect facial feature:&lt;/strong&gt; Little colored eyes and good teeth, I know soo random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect drink: &lt;/strong&gt;sweet tea with lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect song:&lt;/strong&gt; Wade Bowen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who I Am&lt;/span&gt;. This will be Mr. K and I's wedding song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect sign of af&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fection:&lt;/strong&gt; a forehead kiss any the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect afternoon:&lt;/strong&gt; lazy day with good company and no stress!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect vacation:&lt;/strong&gt; I am ready for Flordia and the Bahamas this summer and Vegas in the fall. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect type of wedding:&lt;/strong&gt; are we talking about mine? Small, outside, close friends and family, good food. Hope all this works this summer &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect album:&lt;/strong&gt; Gosh gotta be Rolling Stones 40 licks. Know all the songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect accent:&lt;/strong&gt; Southern twang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect date:&lt;/strong&gt; he says, "Just be ready, I'll take care of everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect weather:&lt;/strong&gt; sunny and 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect party: &lt;/strong&gt;good friends, food and booze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect sport:&lt;/strong&gt; mmm...the kind where no one gets upset or annoyed if I'm talking during the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The perfect thing to say:&lt;/strong&gt;  "do not worry about being perfect, you are perfect being unperfect"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The perfect day of the week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; lazy Sundays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5naHLcl_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/rBiwmZMLths/s1600-h/Signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 77px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5naHLcl_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/rBiwmZMLths/s400/Signature.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336316306781935602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-2358720785693402274?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2358720785693402274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-unperfect.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/2358720785693402274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/2358720785693402274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-unperfect.html' title='Perfectly unperfect'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5naHLcl_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/rBiwmZMLths/s72-c/Signature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-1298881925871646961</id><published>2009-05-15T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:58:39.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>How else does one find love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I decided to share to story of how Mr. K and I met. It is not the thing movies are made of but it what my life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I had recently moved in with my best friend after realizing my marriage really had failed after pumping as much life into it as any one person could. That was part of the problem, as ONE person could. Now this was after being separated from my ex husband for nearly two years prior before trying to put our marriage on life support one last time for 4 months.  I had dated during the previous separation but nothing was going anywhere and I was not up for being a good time girl any more and telling suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ors&lt;/span&gt; that I did not was anything serious when I oh so much did. I wanted a family and to be with some one forever and not just cause it was convenient. I thought men did not want to hear that.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I knew my pool of males I knew where no good but where should I look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I had done the friend of a friend.....Sometimes just cause you both are single it should not work out&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet guys in a bar.....Yeah about that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Church.....Have you met me.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So it was on to the next dating frontier...online dating services! I opted for Match.com cause of there cute commercial and promise if you are not matched you would get so many months for free. Now here is the problem, I had no clue what to write about me! This is where said best friend comes in. I had BF write my bio! I did tweak it but most of it was as someone else saw me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I learned there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of single and crazy men out there. And there are plenty that want to settle down like yesterday. And clingy, perverted, shallow, the list goes on and on. Well I decided to play the game. If I want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ething&lt;/span&gt; I go after it. I began once a week going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; a list of men that fit some of my ideal match profile (did not wanna be to specific and find myself with someone to close to my ex) and after reading their profiles if everything seems good I would wink at them. Then delete there profile from my list of potential suitors! Why? Cause I did not want to keep checking their profiles and seeing that they looked at my profile and "rejected" me. Some did not help this process cause they would message me "no thanks". But after a couple rounds of this I did talk to some nice sometimes crazy guys. Nothing I would consider going out with or heard in their voice that pushed me to a date with them. My friends told me I needed to actually meet these guys to know if they where not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; the one but I just knew.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late one night I went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; my winking ritual and came across pk_&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt; and he lived about 10 miles from me and was newly divorced and was very honest about his situation. His bio was long and well thought out and way better that my fabrication by BF bio. There where pics of him from a cruise with obvious cropping but there was something about him. So I winked and deleted him. I know very kindergartner!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The next day I went about my business and was at my office doing reports when I got a new message on match. It was from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hi thanks for the wink. If you want to chat my yahoo is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk. Take care.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wow so romantic! Well I am a sucker so I added him to my yahoo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;messager&lt;/span&gt; and continued about my day. That afternoon my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;messager&lt;/span&gt; blinked that m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;y friend request had been accepted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; now the waiting game. He can see I am online but will he say hi. Because of the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; girl I am, I could not say hi first that would seem desperate. Luckily before I could spend to much time worrying about if he would talk to me I had a chat window pop up.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk: Hi there&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;YES! He contacted me!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jenden&lt;/span&gt;121: Well hello there....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; I know so not smooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted back and forth for a couple hours that afternoon all while I reread his profile 463 times. He was witty and charming and seemed educated and down to earth and was going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; some inner turmoil not much different that my own. Thou he was the one to end his marriage he did care deeply for this woman that he spent years with. He seemed to be a hard worker and handy around the house. He did want be married and have children but before he had them with the wrong w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;oman&lt;/span&gt; and feel stuck he opted out. I enjoyed these couple hours so much I did not want to end the conversation but it was now after 5 on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; so I told him he could call me and gave him my number. He then informed me he did not think it was best if he called me. Heart crushed. I tell it it is fine and I understood he still had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; going on and would talk to him later on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I dissected him with BF and when over every detail of our conversation with her, to which she said just wait and see if we talk on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;messager&lt;/span&gt; again over the weekend. I did not think we would as he mentioned his HS reunion and going to his parents for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;login&lt;/span&gt; to my laptop to do a couple things and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;messager&lt;/span&gt; pops up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk: I tried going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the messages from yesterday and i did not save your number can I have it again? Oh and good morning!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what has changed over night? After giving him my number and talking for about an hour he promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;s to call once he got out of Houston heading to his parents house. So after taking a shower with the phone on high next to the tub and other craziness an unknown number calls. IT IS HIM! My heart races a little. Gaining my composure I answer and proceed to talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk for @ 2 hours and think we had a connection and that he was very easy to talk to. I tell him all about my life and what type of ice cream everyone in my family likes, and about my job, and my divorce, my friends. He arrives at his parents and gets off the phone with me. Again there is a connection and I go about my business.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now during this time I am trying not to build the party girl status that I previously had so I am opting to stay in on a Saturday night. Some what relaxing but slightly boring if there is no one there with you. So playing on my laptop till wee hours of the morning checking my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;messager&lt;/span&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;o see if any one (IE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk) is online, which he is but on mobile and don"t wanna message him and seem needy cause I know he is with friends and such, when I get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk asking if I am up and can he call me. Heart flutter. Sure you can call me! To which he replies he is drunk and is going to take and shower and call in 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone that knows me I have received several of the 1 in the morning "I am drunk calls" and they are never good. I regress back to my dad saying there is nothing good going on after 9pm and not need to talk on the phone after that unless you are bleeding or dying. What kinda call is this going to be. The only good thing about this call is he is 180 miles away and can"t ask to come over or me go over there.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;s and does not seem that drunk and we pick up where we left off from the conversation that afternoon and I learn about his family and how his reunion went, and how small his HS was. We talked til @ 4 in the morning. We bid ado and I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Sunday, I spend with Ms. Pretty Girl and dissected him apart to which she stopped me and tried to bestow all her online dating know it all on me. I had gathered at this point his house was on the market for sell and he had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; so I stalked both and showed all evidence to MPG which everything checked out with what he had told me. I even found his ex, that had a blog about the demise of their marriage and thou she was hurt, her post proved he was honest with me about the facts. MPG told me I would have to meet this guy and go on a REAL date with him. Shudder. What if he does not like me?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spoke again than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;evening and talked a little about our weeks. During this time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk was learning how to text, so I would get text randomly from him over the next couple days. I knew he bowled on Tuesdays and had Weds off. By midday Monday I knew I was going to have a tough week at work. I had already decided to leave my company but had not told them due to being owed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of commission and knowing I would not get it if I put in notice yet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk invited me to come to his bowling on Tuesday and he would buy me a beer and we could meet with no pressure. HA no pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day after many meeting and stress over several projects that were crumpling due to lack of funding I was ready for a drink or to go to sleep! I rushed home and changed clothes (several times).  And headed to the bowling alley.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I arrived at the Bowling alley about 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; after the time a said I would be there and he was not hard to find (6'4" with a Blue Bell cap) and we hugged and I met several of his co workers and I watched him bowl. Now I am not a bowler, nor a big fan that I know the rules of it other that pick up the ball and throw it in the general direction of the pins all while not wanting to fall on your face. He did not do bad and after every spare or strike you give high fives. Now doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;is I just put my hand up and kinda waited til he took his away to put my hand down. I know ever so graceful. Well to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;kilton&lt;/span&gt;_pk he liked the attention so like by little he moved closer and closer to me. Til by the time bowling was over he was sitting beside me with his arms just about wrapped around me. We decided to go eat dinner at a little Mexican food restaurant nearby he knew so we could talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time I find out what he really thinks because I realized then that I was leading most the conversation. He tells me he nearly never called me after the first time cause I never stopped talking and I talked so fast he did not understand a word I said! Wow! He was glad he called me late that night because between me being tired and him being buzzed he understand me enough to decide he might like me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Awww&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We finish dinner and sit there til they just about kick us out the door and we proceed to sit on the tail bed of his truck and talk for several hours. By now we have moved onto kissing and there is the tingly feeling and funny stomach things going on. Finally he walks me to my car to which decides to not start right away and then we leave the restaurant. Which I try the drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; a concrete median. WOW what has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;is man done to me.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued......  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5iaVODAnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5nnXbzb7Up0/s1600-h/Signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 77px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5iaVODAnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5nnXbzb7Up0/s400/Signature.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336310812992799346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-1298881925871646961?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1298881925871646961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-else-does-one-find-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1298881925871646961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1298881925871646961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-else-does-one-find-love.html' title='How else does one find love?'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg5iaVODAnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5nnXbzb7Up0/s72-c/Signature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-6385577511388850908</id><published>2009-05-15T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:26:42.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>So we have been up to everything and nothing all at the same time. We had my family in for a weekend. We took Dani to Jon Jon's Cinco De Mayo party, we wen to the first Astros game of the tickets I bought Mr. K for his birthday. We got all the plates for the wedding, my dress came in and is getting altered as we speak, I am meeting the florist today, invitations have gone out, shower invitations have gone out, I ordered my passport this week, Ladies and Gentlemen, we are on the offical wedding countdown!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very nerve racking to say the least! I always said once I had the dress it would be real and it is now. Payment for everything is coming due and we still have no idea about the groom cake which is driving me crazy and I have to get all the music together and figure out how I am routing sound thru out the wedding/reception area. This maybe getting put on Mr. K shoulders to find something that will work and we can use in our house in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend had promise to be a busy one, to which after a long weekend last weekend and the realization how soon the wedding is and many unavoidable busy weekends leading up to the wedding, I but a halt to many of this weekends options. We had talked about going to Strawberry Festival and see Wade Bowen and maybe go to the HOB but all of these things we did not have set in stone and no one was expecting us to go so I opted to save the money and do some of my many wedding projects I have over my head around the house. I think Mr. K is a bit disappointed and he may be going to visit his parents with the potental break this weekend. Wade Bowen is his favorite of the TX country artist so I do feel bad not wanting to go but I am also working on Sunday and since the Rockets are going on to game 7 it will be a BUSY day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope everyone has a great weekend with whatever they choose to do or not do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg3B22-HJwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4vIbhUAiM70/s1600-h/Signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 77px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg3B22-HJwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4vIbhUAiM70/s400/Signature.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336134281717032706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-6385577511388850908?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6385577511388850908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6385577511388850908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6385577511388850908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sg3B22-HJwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4vIbhUAiM70/s72-c/Signature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-3710201638954861448</id><published>2009-05-05T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:31:11.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Cinco de Mayo</title><content type='html'>So it is officially less that TWO months before oue wedding! I picked up my wedding dress last week and am getting it altered to hopefully have it ready for my bridal portraits on May 15th. I am paying off the house this week and all I have left is mail the invitations, find Patrick's clothes, pay the florist, photographer, figure out where the cakes are coming from, and make the playlist for the MP3 player. Which in my head did not seem like that much....Hmmm. I need to get on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend my family came into town and we had get together to remember my gramma who passed away last April. Patrick has met most my family before this weekend but was able to meet the rest of my mom- side of the family this weekend. Everyone seems to like one and other. Apparently they all liked him as there was much discussion about him after we left to go to another party that evening. I took my wedding dress with me and everyone got to see it while Patrick wandered around the yard, waiting to be let back in the house. Next we took Dani with us to Jon Jon's annual Cinco de Mayo party where they where in full swing and everyone had a good time. Sunday morning we got up and had breakfast with the family still in town and came home with our movies from redbox and did nothing! It was great! We both needed a do nothing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is the doing of us. We have heard nothing on a transfer yet but looking in The Scoop (bb company newsletter) They have hired 2 new people in NB which we hope is for the school route and not that Patrick got overlooked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am taking off Weds. to take Patrick to the Astros game from some of the tickets I got him for his birthday. Now to figure out were to go to lunch. I'm thinking P.F. Changs since he loves pei wei and has never had it. I have a Dre pool day and crawfish night Thursday so I am very excited about this week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-3710201638954861448?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3710201638954861448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinco-de-mayo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3710201638954861448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3710201638954861448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Cinco de Mayo'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-3879140199149379535</id><published>2009-04-30T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:51:47.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooooo Hooooo</title><content type='html'>So Patrick says he is not luck, I on the other hand think I am verrrry lucky you wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I won &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/snapfish-winner-list/"&gt;PW snapfish&lt;/a&gt; contest! I won 5 photobooks! Yep that is me at #4! Which is great cause I just ordered one to use as a guest sign in book at our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I once won a free trip for 2 to las vegas at a Realtor luncheon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This little thingy...........&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoJxHg80TI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bU6z0ya8eJI/s1600-h/lemonade_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoJxHg80TI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bU6z0ya8eJI/s200/lemonade_award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330583848381894962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I recently got this award from my bloggin' buddy  &lt;a href="http://www.kyndallsmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sabri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kyndallsmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;na&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules of Accepting and Sharing this Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put the logo on your blog or post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nominate at least 10 blogs that show an attitude of gratitude- I'm cheating cause I don't know 10 so if read this please play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Link to your nominees within your post- ok remember I cheat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Comment on their blogs to let them know they've received this award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Share the love and link to this post and the person who nominated you for the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tell us how you've come to have an attitude of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful for being nominated. I have a great fiancee and am looking forward to the next couple months and our wedding. I have tried to have a positive attitude after everything that has gone on in my life and there is proof there is a god and he has a bigger plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. And him...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdG_XU0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/aulP57fhz6g/s1600-h/Engagement+Photos+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdG_XU0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/aulP57fhz6g/s400/Engagement+Photos+083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330589002201781058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdiQbMeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DJLejhIINvo/s1600-h/Engagement+Photos+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdiQbMeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DJLejhIINvo/s400/Engagement+Photos+195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330589009521095138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdXglS1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/3LZkg8X1HSY/s1600-h/wallposed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdXglS1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/3LZkg8X1HSY/s400/wallposed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330589006636075858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdJXqfjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sq06p95l8yo/s1600-h/movieseats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoOdJXqfjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sq06p95l8yo/s400/movieseats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330589002840571442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is defiantly my other half! These are some of the pics that I think but us over the edge and win! So these are the reasons I am lucky this week! Sorry to gloat, I am off to buy a lotto ticket while I am on my high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-3879140199149379535?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3879140199149379535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/wooooo-hooooo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3879140199149379535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/3879140199149379535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/wooooo-hooooo.html' title='Wooooo Hooooo'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SfoJxHg80TI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bU6z0ya8eJI/s72-c/lemonade_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-6581824499375041820</id><published>2009-04-13T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:41:17.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move'/><title type='text'>Chan-chan-Change</title><content type='html'>So Mr. K and I visited his parents for easter and had a good time. Last week was also his mom's birthday and she had made it clear she wanted at least a card! So we where going to get her flowers then I thought a cake, then P thought cake pops! So off on trip to hobby lobby and the grocery store we as in P came up with he idea and I will execute it were making rose shaped cake pops! If you have never seen cake pops look here. I wqanna make pretties like Bakerella and live like Pioneer Woman. But I digress. I'll load pics tonight but they were a hit! His mom kept going on about how creative and pretty they were and thanking me and poor P was like but they where my idea! Yes babe you had a good idea!&lt;br /&gt; So the drive back on sunday came earlier than normal cause I had to work. While driving back we had a little heart to heart of what is to come after the wedding and about our move. We have not visited this topic to much, except when it is time for rent and we are having to pay an extra $100 a month. He has been told that there with not be a regular route available for a while because before they hire out they have school route drivers to promote in New Braunfels. We have ruled San Antonio out just because some of their routes go damn near mexico and Patrick would have to leave the house for work at 1-2 in the morning. Not worth it! So we now have the question of do we go ahead and him take a School route which is mon-fri and weekends off for the time being til he can get a regular route or just wait for the regular route like he is on now. The only problem with a school route is less money. Right now most of my money is spent frivolously on stuff. I pay half the house hold bills and my storage and cell phone. The rest is wedding stuff and shopping and eating out. I know there is ways to save money on both our parts as now whatever we want we buy with no second thought. I also am wanting to take my certification to become a paralegal. This is my safety net of between that and my real estate background to get outta the bar business and into something more stable. Or more some something with benefits of maternity leave. most of this talk leads basically to when we will start adding little mini ones to our family. Because the move has to take place before we have any kids. So is it really that bad that I can't shop on my four days off a week to be able to relocate faster and get out of our holding pattern....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-6581824499375041820?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6581824499375041820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6581824499375041820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6581824499375041820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Chan-chan-Change'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-9049723045233779042</id><published>2009-04-09T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:41:08.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roadtrips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racing'/><title type='text'>Vroom..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62M1AxbqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pmAL3h6nq1o/s1600-h/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62M1AxbqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pmAL3h6nq1o/s200/100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892141103509154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MqlArFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rLuOMr4-NZk/s1600-h/099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MqlArFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rLuOMr4-NZk/s200/099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892138302712914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MseX5rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pgKc_v6nat0/s1600-h/098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MseX5rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pgKc_v6nat0/s200/098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892138811745970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MeutkLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CvgcObedWT0/s1600-h/097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MeutkLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CvgcObedWT0/s200/097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892135122178226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MCrGToI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-4JgLtzZX4o/s1600-h/096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62MCrGToI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-4JgLtzZX4o/s200/096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892127590829698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week was spent at Texas motor speedway with my Father and the Hubby to be. Both of these men are HUGE fans of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NASCAR&lt;/span&gt;. Thou my dad had never been to a race, he has seen many tracks with his travels for work, but this redneck mecca he had never attended before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62bfNj0_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/dtX_l-_3qeA/s1600-h/094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62bfNj0_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/dtX_l-_3qeA/s320/094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322892392949601266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hubby-to-be goes to the fall race annually with his father and brother, so he knows what to expect and what not. The trip began with the 5 hour drive to my parents in Anna, TX on Saturday after Patrick got off work. This is what the drive looked like from Patrick's view point! This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; cause I got to sleep the next day before and after the race, thou he got to sleep the whole drive home....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; I wonder who won on this one? He still had to get up on Monday at 5 to go to work but still, the drive from Anna to Forth worth is not nearly as bad as Anna to Houston, with no one to talk to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday night we had dinner with my family and watched a movie with my mom and sis cause my dad was like a kid on the night before school and had tuck himself in @ 9 so he could get up early the next morning. And boy was he up early! I told my dad we would be getting up at 5 and leaving about 5:30 so I hear him going to the garage @ 4:45 the next morning! That was our cue to get up! So out the door we stop and get some sodas and water for the race and get to the Speedway @ 6:45 at which time I take a nap! I grabbed a movie for the guys to watch in the car to kill time but I thing they listened to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NASCAR&lt;/span&gt; channel the whole time. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awaken&lt;/span&gt; @ 9:30 to get ready to go into the stadium. I dreamed Patrick moved the truck on me while I was sleeping to which they looked at me like I was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once out of the truck I realized it was cold and windy! We got in and decided to go to our seats instead of looking at all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;merchandise&lt;/span&gt; crap. At this point Patrick ask me for the sunblock we brought with us to put on. I tell you this because it will be important later. He puts some on and I put it back in the top of my purse. I watch everyone come in so I can see what food people are eating cause I am getting hungry. Plus I love stadium and carnival food.  After a while I decide that I am hungry and so is Patrick so we go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;scavenging&lt;/span&gt; for food. My dad is not a big public place eater as in he did not want to have to go to the bathroom in public so EX NA on the food-A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Foreigner preformed the race began. As you can tell from the pictures we had really good seats as Patrick is very particular about his seats for races. We spend the whole day in the sun and wind so by the end we were zapped. Now before the race for a month Patrick told me that if Jeff Gordon won at the race he would never take me or my dad again because he had never won and Patrick HATES Jeff Gordon. So who ends up winning........yeah Jeff Gordon. Patrick's driver, Carl Edwards, crew screwed him on a pitstop at the end and he went from 1st to 13th! So Patrick did not want to stay for one second of the Gordon victory party so it was back to the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now part of Patricks going to the races is he is knows were to park to make getting out painless as possible but it means the truck was in a different zip code than the racetrack. My dad and I could not keep up with P walking to the truck and after several time of asking him to slow down finally I let him walk ahead cause he did not have a jacket or windbreaker and it was cold. Once in the truck I took another nap! They talked about god knows what but hey they talked. As Patrick put it this was the most he had heard outta my dad in the whole time he had know him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at my parents house it was apparent that both my father and I had gotten some sun. My dad had opted to not wear earplugs and had a headache. We ate dinner and then headed on our way back home. Later that night I was talking to my mom to have someone keep me awake and she told me that dad was lobster red and when she asked him if we had sunblock he said yes but I did not offer it to him and he did not want to be rude! GEEZ! It was sitting on TOP of my purse he saw Patrick ask for it and apply it, he saw me place in my bag! Men! Next time I will put in on his head before we get outta the car!!!! So that was our first time at the race. I wish I had gotting a pic of me and the men in my life but all I had was my camera on my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-9049723045233779042?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9049723045233779042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/vroom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/9049723045233779042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/9049723045233779042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/vroom.html' title='Vroom..........'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd62M1AxbqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pmAL3h6nq1o/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-9004927372139160546</id><published>2009-04-09T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T06:12:30.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>So apparently I have a lot to catch you all up on in the world of us so get your coffee and sit awhile!&lt;br /&gt;My sister jess and I went and looked at wedding dresses for her wedding next year. Here are a few she tried on:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3rz9IZhwI/AAAAAAAAADI/q3Fo3CJ3YK8/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3rz9IZhwI/AAAAAAAAADI/q3Fo3CJ3YK8/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322669612437440258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3rz38cNUI/AAAAAAAAADA/d77dwJaM40o/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3rz38cNUI/AAAAAAAAADA/d77dwJaM40o/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322669611045107010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3rznDrmXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WIVbzRbSb3k/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3rznDrmXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WIVbzRbSb3k/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322669606512073074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was excited to find something she liked. We also attended some Houston Rodeo, I was given tickets for Reba and Pat Green but I bought some awesome Brad Paisley tickets. He puts on a good show and he is man pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking road trips all of February mostly in my Mustang, Patrick got jealous of my easy ability to play our MP3 players in the car, I jokingly told him then he should get a new truck. His Tacoma we had to plug this thing in and find a radio station not near any other. But really nothing else was wrong with his truck. WELL Patrick got the new truck bug! So 2 weeks later TADAH! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tWufSQaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/t8OeFdp_BFQ/s1600-h/076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tWufSQaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/t8OeFdp_BFQ/s200/076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322671309313950114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Patrick's F150 King Ranch. It is very nice and has every bell and whistle one can want. And he is a happy camper cause finally he has a Ford family. What guy does not want a big truck and a convertible mustang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my wedding news, We have most all little things, I got the save the dates out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tXbrO3XI/AAAAAAAAADo/swlF29viNKo/s1600-h/082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tXbrO3XI/AAAAAAAAADo/swlF29viNKo/s200/082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322671321443655026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tXmUPzhI/AAAAAAAAADw/cqGZzpnO_Oc/s1600-h/083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tXmUPzhI/AAAAAAAAADw/cqGZzpnO_Oc/s200/083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322671324300037650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited that they turned out exactly how I wanted them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the opportunity to watch a couple of the smallest McKenizes' for a day. THis was find but me cause I wanted to see the Pirates at Space Center. Well the commercial is VERY misleading and I did not see one pirate and the treasure hunt was easy since it is 6 displays at the front of the compound. Of all the things the kiddos saw this was their favorite toy........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tW9Ye_6I/AAAAAAAAADY/0e_z39tnCHQ/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tW9Ye_6I/AAAAAAAAADY/0e_z39tnCHQ/s200/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322671313311956898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes the water fountain! We had a good day but there was a tantrum or three but who is counting right!?!?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tXYh_lcI/AAAAAAAAADg/iWYA5bX9Dfk/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3tXYh_lcI/AAAAAAAAADg/iWYA5bX9Dfk/s200/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322671320599598530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes my mustang can hold 2 carseats! Thou I don't see getting one baby carrier in and out contently. After Space Center we had McDonalds and it was time for a movie in bed and quiet time. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3ysDV0ORI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3cdfuEszAGA/s1600-h/089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3ysDV0ORI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3cdfuEszAGA/s320/089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322677173246769426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well that lasted til the last 15 mins of Bolt. Then they really wanted to play Wii. Wii is really great for 3-4 year old only if you have the 3 year old "thinking he is playing" by just giving him the controler!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3ysTyN7-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/hH2ctZua0d0/s1600-h/091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3ysTyN7-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/hH2ctZua0d0/s320/091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322677177660862434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How funny! Anyways that is the bulk of what has been going on in our world. Also we made a road trip in the new truck to my parents and I will try to blog about that later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go and run 100 errands... no really everything froma crash phone, to someone hit my car at work (and then came back the next day and left me a note and called the bar to make sure I got the note!) to changing my name (I know I have been divorced how long and I have not done this?!?!) all so I can get my passport cause I really don't wanna me told no when we get to go on the honeymoon. So I am off! More updates later&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/6909288782145294035-9004927372139160546?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9004927372139160546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/blah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/9004927372139160546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/9004927372139160546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/Sd3rz9IZhwI/AAAAAAAAADI/q3Fo3CJ3YK8/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-8780907135585653580</id><published>2009-03-18T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:37:56.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Wedding Website</title><content type='html'>So for those of you that have asked about the wedding website you can now &lt;a href="http://www.theknot.com/ourwedding/DeniseByrns&amp;amp;PatrickKopecki"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to view it. I also have a link on the side of my blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going well, I am taking my sister to look at wedding dresses tomorrow so pics to follow for you mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is all, good night moon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-8780907135585653580?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8780907135585653580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedding-website.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8780907135585653580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8780907135585653580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedding-website.html' title='Wedding Website'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-7691457488987505481</id><published>2009-03-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:57:16.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>Weekends and other things I love......</title><content type='html'>This weekend was and fun and fabulous one as it rained non stop and so there for I got alot done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the Dates- done and mailed, Involved one craft day at work, 3 books of stamps, 4 glue sticks and a run to Hobby Lobby for more paper. Now just to get my invitations this week when I visit my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym membership- after talking to Dee and Jake Friday night and that working out together they supported each other blah blah blah P got the bright idea that I needed to join 24hr with him. Yeah--I bought 10 yoga lessons a month ago and have not gone to one! So will keep you updated as to if this works for us since I talked P out of us going today! (After eating chili cheese fries at lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned- check.....well P cleaned I think the threat of me getting a maid and he does not trust random people in our love shack he pitched in and cleaned 90% of our stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errands ran- Well drove in the rain I don't like to drive in, but much better in a new big truck ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog stalking-I may seriously need a 12 step program, I have read the back log on many new favs and get upset if there is not daily post. (not that I can talk but I don't have a following) P was ready to take my phone away as I was checking the meanest mom backlog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I think we are trying to buy, order, enroll, etc in what we can so that P can get his transfer. Everything we have been holding off to do once we move, we are going ahead and doing with the hope that we will get the transfer and have to cancel memberships have plenty of things to have to deal with on this move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our Sunday routine we sleep in and already have a movie in the DVD player in the bedroom and this week it was the notebook. P had never seen it and after Night at Rothane (sp?) last week I mentioned to P that I owned the notebook and he put it in. We BOTH got a little teary eyed. AWWW After movies we normally go somewhere outside for lunch but today was blech and so we grabs a couple burgers from an old burger shop I use to go to with my gramma. We returned some stuff we got the wrong yesterday and came home to relax. I cooked some chicken quesadillas and we where showered and in bed by 9! Now if I can just go to sleep.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-7691457488987505481?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7691457488987505481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends-and-other-things-i-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7691457488987505481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7691457488987505481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends-and-other-things-i-love.html' title='Weekends and other things I love......'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-1824657936207760161</id><published>2009-03-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:15:05.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine and invites</title><content type='html'>So today I did all my errands and got home and started cooking dinner, at like 3 in the afternoon. For whatever reason it seemed like 5pm so I started drinking wine and by 7 we had ate dinner and I was knee deep in the save the date and our wedding website. P was like this on the couch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB4rM6CsVI/AAAAAAAAABo/w2qEUJHL8UQ/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB4rM6CsVI/AAAAAAAAABo/w2qEUJHL8UQ/s200/089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309876644264194386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor thing! He must have had a long day! So I hope to have the save the dates out in the mail this weekend or Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-1824657936207760161?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1824657936207760161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/wine-and-invites.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1824657936207760161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1824657936207760161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/wine-and-invites.html' title='Wine and invites'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB4rM6CsVI/AAAAAAAAABo/w2qEUJHL8UQ/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-4694127726047784792</id><published>2009-03-03T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:55:33.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A conversation between sisters</title><content type='html'>I had a conversation with my sister at is also engaged this morning and it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you inviting Uncle X?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess: NO! I text mom and she said I did not have too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Well I may invite him since my wedding is so far he probly won't show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: yeah but mine is close enough he MAY show up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Just think he can do magic and you will have a built in babysitter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: shut your mouth you really think he should watch the kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: No, well I invited him to my first wedding and he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Did he get you a good gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Yeah an expensive set of knives and the block!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh we sink so low for gifts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-4694127726047784792?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4694127726047784792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/conversation-between-sisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4694127726047784792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4694127726047784792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/conversation-between-sisters.html' title='A conversation between sisters'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-249144831372370709</id><published>2009-03-02T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T12:53:09.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>Blogging Babble</title><content type='html'>So March is here and I have not blogged quite as much as I thought I would. However I did have big plans of blogging-&lt;br /&gt;meals I cooked to put up pictures (all still on the camera)&lt;br /&gt;Of our trip to Port A (still in camera also)&lt;br /&gt;Wedding things I love or jave bought&lt;br /&gt;Daiky antics and other things.....Well as you see none is on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello March,&lt;br /&gt;This month I plan to enjoy outside more. I would like to make an effort to write three times a week. I want to finish organizing our closet, (just so P can get the transfer and us move). Also March can you keep the weather nice? I really would like to be able to drive with the top down as much as possible.This week I am ordering my wedding dress and invitations so I would like to get healthier (No fried food that I love some much I can not eat you til I lose the 20 love pounds P gave me!) and also get more organized. Ms. March please help me with these items as this is as close to giving up things for lint as I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding plans are going wonderful. We have the place, I know who is catering, I have all the centerpiece containers, ribbon, decorations for the sign in table and cake table. As far as decorations I just have sewing projects and lighting to buy. Since we are going for a smaller weddding I love that I get to have every detail I want. I really keep checking my list to see if I forgot something. Well this evening I hope to upload photos and may back log some blogs...We will see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-249144831372370709?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/249144831372370709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging-babble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/249144831372370709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/249144831372370709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging-babble.html' title='Blogging Babble'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-6548219793372505869</id><published>2009-02-15T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:50:08.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kitchen Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;So when we are in town I do cook and this is what it looks like. this was a short cut Sunday of Tortilla soup and jello parfaits with homemade whipped cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;This stuff is the bomb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB5z_qtIkI/AAAAAAAAABw/n-JdLJzzX78/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB5z_qtIkI/AAAAAAAAABw/n-JdLJzzX78/s200/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309877894840656450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Here is it cooking as directed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB6O7a5sMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_-Dc3wlXRUI/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB6O7a5sMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_-Dc3wlXRUI/s200/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309878357557096642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I like to add a few things and put it in the crockpot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I add corn and kindey beans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB7-RGf9FI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YA1kXyM160/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB7-RGf9FI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YA1kXyM160/s200/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309880270342583378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;then I add Chicken that is cooked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB-br-iCoI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z0c3eIHRUb8/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB-br-iCoI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z0c3eIHRUb8/s200/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309882974796384898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;MMMMMM it is cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;After an hour in the crockpot it is ready:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB-bx78tdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XfWt5i0oROM/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB-bx78tdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XfWt5i0oROM/s200/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309882976396162514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;But now we need dessert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I made jello but thtat is boring so I made homemade whipped cream which is so easy, one container of heavy whipped cream whipped up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;As I Whip it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB_KO2_j3I/AAAAAAAAACY/N6dnrTMtevk/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB_KO2_j3I/AAAAAAAAACY/N6dnrTMtevk/s200/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309883774433988466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;and then layered with chocolate chips and nuts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB_Ki1KQCI/AAAAAAAAACg/fi0WOafebxM/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB_Ki1KQCI/AAAAAAAAACg/fi0WOafebxM/s200/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309883779795009570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB_K72hBUI/AAAAAAAAACo/j7t93A8uqbE/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB_K72hBUI/AAAAAAAAACo/j7t93A8uqbE/s200/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309883786511582530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I call this my bad girl box ( no it is not what you think! get your mind out of the gutter!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;MMMMMMM! Ymmy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbCAqLAUjJI/AAAAAAAAACw/sQwE1C5qjU0/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbCAqLAUjJI/AAAAAAAAACw/sQwE1C5qjU0/s200/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309885422666812562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-6548219793372505869?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6548219793372505869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-kitchen-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6548219793372505869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6548219793372505869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-kitchen-sunday.html' title='My Kitchen Sunday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SbB5z_qtIkI/AAAAAAAAABw/n-JdLJzzX78/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-6057006525146822542</id><published>2009-02-15T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:50:15.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Happy Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So this weekend was an exciting one for me. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was it it allure of Valentines Day? Nope. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did P send me flowers? nope. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chocolate? Nope. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jewelry? Nope.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then what in the world had me so excited? P and I went to go look at houses to hold our wedding! Friday night I was so excited, that I did not go to sleep til 3:30 in the morning and I woke up at 7:30 am! Yes, I was little kid on x-mas morning excited. So why you may wonder was I SOOOO excited over looking at the outside of houses I have been looking at online for 2 months? Well lets back up to Monday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday P called me while I was at work and told me he was working on Sunday this week and I mentioned well then I may take my sister to look at the houses on Friday that I had narrowed the list down to. He did not seemed thrilled and mentioned that he still did not have the day off. GRRRR. For those of you that do not know I came up with the fourth of July as a wedding date in a dream while I was visiting my parents several months before we got engaged. It was very vivid! So of course when P proposed I told him I really wanted to do it then and it is nowhere close to his or my previous wedding anniversaries. Plus it works well with our backyard BBQ family wedding we wanted. So from his call to my own neurosis I managed to think that P did not really want to have a wedding and he had mentioned getting married at the JP or off on a cruise before. So I had a meltdown. I came home and sat on the couch and bacisally told him he could plan our wedding! Just plan a trip or tell me the day we where going to the JP but I was not going to plan everything myself, it was suppose to be about both of us and I did not want to runaway and get married but he was my wedding plan stress! I caught him a little (IE VERY) offguard! He did not realize he was stressing me and felt horrible and apologized over and over. I think he was more freaked out cause I ended up crying and he has not seen me cry ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weds on his off day he kept calling his boss to verify he had the day off (in the ice cream world that is a busy day) and came to visit me at work to look at houses and plan the honeymoon. This making me VERY happy that he was good to his promise of being helpful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got alot done in our 450 mile trip in 8 hours. We looked at all the houses and I do have to say some people are great photographers cause they were nothing like the websites. So without further ado....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.vrbo.com/187549&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be renting the Oppelt Haus for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at the houses we stopped by hobby lobby to get some wedding stuff while it was half off and my cake stand, also looked at the place for the dinner the night before and caters. I believe the winner will be Bill Millers with Rudy's BBQ sauce for P. And everyone is happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a busy day yesterday. Today will be my kitchen day. I am off to cook to feed Mr. P since he is working everyday til Weds. But hey he got Saturday off this next week so we will be off to Corpus and Port A. for offshore fishing! So now to make some yummies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-6057006525146822542?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6057006525146822542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6057006525146822542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/6057006525146822542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-heart.html' title='Happy Heart'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-1413134308997276952</id><published>2009-02-03T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:42:00.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Technology</title><content type='html'>So I am fortunate enough to only work three days a week but in the mornings before work (I don't have to be at work til 10:30) I can not get my act in gear! On thursdays and fridays I wake early and am productive. Mon- Weds I am a snoozer. I hit the alarm over and over.&lt;br /&gt; I really do enjoy blogging and getting some computer work done  but it just is not in my cards early in the week! So I have resorted to my trusty phone. I am still learning how to blog, I do not know how to put nifty lil pictures in my post yet but I will get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-1413134308997276952?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1413134308997276952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/modern-technology.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1413134308997276952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/1413134308997276952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/modern-technology.html' title='Modern Technology'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-7460934021523756607</id><published>2009-02-02T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:42:37.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of Food</title><content type='html'>So when P and I met we where both not happy with our weight and working out and dieting and doing good to meet our goals. Well this did not last long as there was many dinners out with apps and dessert and ice cream, lots of ice cream! Hello I'm marrying a man that works for blue bell...however we ate dairy queen three nights a week, explain that! So with a combined gained weight of 60 some odd pounds.....It is diet time! &lt;br /&gt; The only problem I have with dieting is well, I LOVE food! All food, fried,grilled, breaded, mexican, chinese, you name it I eat it! When I eat well I get bored! So thank god we have a set wedding date so I have a goal as to when I need to lose weight before! Now just to start liking the gym!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-7460934021523756607?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7460934021523756607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-love-of-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7460934021523756607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/7460934021523756607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-love-of-food.html' title='For the Love of Food'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-8756277747786266624</id><published>2009-01-28T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:42:04.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The joys of love</title><content type='html'>So of the last few weeks P and I have been pasting a cold back and forth. Sunday night I was just restless and could not sleep, and Monday night it came to a head that P was coughing for 30 mins in his sleep. This woke me thou he was able to sleep thur it I kindly woke him up to tell him to take some medicine. After he took the med he stopped coughing and went back to sleep, I however was up till 4:45 and got to listen to him clear his throat and get ready for work. So needless to say I was a happy camper at work! Tuesday night the poor boy was afraid to breathe! I loaded up on nyquil and finally got some sleep. Now if the weather will just stay nice so we can get over all this crud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-8756277747786266624?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8756277747786266624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/joys-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8756277747786266624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8756277747786266624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/joys-of-love.html' title='The joys of love'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-5049552720769946527</id><published>2009-01-25T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:05:33.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When are ya'll moving?</title><content type='html'>So after much thought and with having concern of the market and economy we are going to wait to move to New Braunfels once Patrick is transfered with Blue Bell. It is a little too scary for both of us to get new jobs at new companies with all the layoffs that are happening. So with luck P was able to talk to the apartments and we extended our lease for two months. So the wedding planning is still for NB but it looks like P will not get transfered til closer to May. In a way I am not stressed like before but now we are leaving it up to fate. So but the boxes back in storage for a few more months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-5049552720769946527?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5049552720769946527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-are-yall-moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5049552720769946527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5049552720769946527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-are-yall-moving.html' title='When are ya&apos;ll moving?'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-5583647400338970224</id><published>2009-01-19T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:45:45.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to the Chapel of Love</title><content type='html'>Well it has finally happened. Friday night after a very romantic dinner I cooked, Patrick asked me to marry him. After tell him "Oh no your not" I said yes. I just didn't think it would be at home with me in my PJ's!&lt;br /&gt; So now is the fun filled planning stage. We are looking at July 4th. Since we both have gone thur the whole large "what a wedding is suppose to be" - WE want a small relaxing weekend with friends and family. Now to convince my mother of this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-5583647400338970224?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5583647400338970224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-chapel-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5583647400338970224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/5583647400338970224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-chapel-of-love.html' title='Going to the Chapel of Love'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-4432776813161260740</id><published>2009-01-14T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:37:57.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what do you want to be when you grow up?</title><content type='html'>So this past week P and I headed up to his parents Weds night to do interviews and for me to get acclaimmated to the SA, NB and San Marcos area. Getting to their house at 10 pm surprisingly they were both sleeping, but woke up as we unloaded the truck with things that can be stored there til...well let's just say once we finally get a house it is going to be like Christmas with all the stuff we have in storage everywhere!&lt;br /&gt; Thursday morning I was off and running. I do have to say the traffic there is nothing compared to what I am use to in Houston. I planned all my appointment with plenty of time inbetween and ended up having time to shop, get my nails done meet P for breakfast and lunch. One thing I hate about headhunters is they are so axnious to get you in but have nothing in any field near what you would do. Or they have all this promising work and you call to follow up and they are not in the office, they will call back (still waiting, glad I did not hold my breathe)&lt;br /&gt; We decided to come back on Saturday to be able to sleep comfty and cause Tiggy would not be a happy camper but may be able to forget by Sunday. We got in town and took a nap and went to Matt's show at Texas Saloon. We did find out what it takes to get kicked outta there! &lt;br /&gt; Sunday we got to relax and get ready for another fun week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-4432776813161260740?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4432776813161260740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4432776813161260740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/4432776813161260740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow.html' title='So what do you want to be when you grow up?'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909288782145294035.post-8156596880062341125</id><published>2009-01-02T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:40:40.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New You</title><content type='html'>So New Years has come and left. We opted to stay in and eat and drink and play games on the Wii with friends. Really just what we wanted! I look back at years past and get out of the house just was not appealing. We stayed in lounge clothes for the whole evening and watched the ball drop at midnight and were in bed by 2!&lt;br /&gt; I force fed Patrick and Christa black eyed peas and cabbage on New Years day. Force fed, as in told them to eat it, neither of them knew if they liked cabbage but after initial reservations both ate a full bowl! So with that, here is to a prosperious new year to us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year looks to bring much change in our house including but not limited to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving to the hill country- many want to call it home in their retirement- we hope to call it home in raising a family. We have plenty of years to figure out somewhere else to retire!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wedding to shortly follow. P has bought the rings and is ploying as to when and where to give it to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is to be followed with buying a house. Figure we should make sure we like New Braunfels before jumping into a house there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in all of this there also is talk of going on a cruise and selling P's boat and getting a new bigger one. Going ahead and trying to get a vaca in and new toy before trying to start a family. Yikes yes I said it- something important to both Patrick and I is to have a family. It was something in "previous lifes" that was not obtainable and looking back we are both ok with. There is a reason it did not happen but it is definately something we are both looking forward to in the somewhat near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to look back on past failures as they seemed at the time, to see how they where just cracks in the walk to get you to pay attention to the road ahead of you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as always I am no good with resolutions so I don't make them. Instead I like to reflect and make goals. One goal for this year is to keep up with this blog to keep everyone in the loop of our travels and live. So enjoy and Happy New You to you and yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909288782145294035-8156596880062341125?l=kopeckikorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8156596880062341125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8156596880062341125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909288782145294035/posts/default/8156596880062341125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopeckikorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-you.html' title='New Year, New You'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16188322351442216567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TrYphgP1R4Q/SW1Ymz8hzzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFwPMUwa6E0/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
