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<div align="center"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A female Yellow Bellied Slider takes a break in the shade after laying eggs by the garden.</span></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-19095060647390624452010-06-09T10:34:00.002-04:002010-06-09T10:35:59.714-04:00Finally Taking Pictures Again!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ibiauZ-CVqakZxSa7o3KoTZCCozBUgN0pDdP_MxREzQyuN5ZVWrxbgW9DWKdsMewWwXwM0xXtzauintQbkf6kzYqtekZvoX8GkYIf8-CLZOKFBb4meheY-rjUjO7Xs_itdbi1MCJgZvJ/s1600/Budding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ibiauZ-CVqakZxSa7o3KoTZCCozBUgN0pDdP_MxREzQyuN5ZVWrxbgW9DWKdsMewWwXwM0xXtzauintQbkf6kzYqtekZvoX8GkYIf8-CLZOKFBb4meheY-rjUjO7Xs_itdbi1MCJgZvJ/s320/Budding.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13;">Amaryllis bud after a morning rain</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuWER_YpQXPO1e56qtjArr3aan3NJeCvULUMhkFnmpGxSCDuJGXPIp_YUSqWob1luououHaOTNDI6Qrl4WA7uYWrk8TzbUYFUz-Q1IdfjSBTqq7PbGKTM01N7yIOuUZjgBzGvpJXF-l1P/s1600-h/Ry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuWER_YpQXPO1e56qtjArr3aan3NJeCvULUMhkFnmpGxSCDuJGXPIp_YUSqWob1luououHaOTNDI6Qrl4WA7uYWrk8TzbUYFUz-Q1IdfjSBTqq7PbGKTM01N7yIOuUZjgBzGvpJXF-l1P/s320/Ry.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center">Excited to see Brooke getting off the bus after school. This look of pure joy makes my heart happy as Rylee would say!</div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-55411215870292295012010-02-25T10:37:00.002-05:002010-02-25T10:42:27.460-05:00Sunday February 21st Hidden Letters "M"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW0HQ0dg6Y1nqxo1R6hftDrfvibexz0pMDDHA-RICYO0pLF22fakVBbVI9SgbiavoeATTPWt7diD3YH7QHHZH2TsEkV1IpbKyMzESqCSMdpSBdrNiez7sBYe_a6EDqxGQuOR-aI-93TCVL/s1600-h/M.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442206692441791410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW0HQ0dg6Y1nqxo1R6hftDrfvibexz0pMDDHA-RICYO0pLF22fakVBbVI9SgbiavoeATTPWt7diD3YH7QHHZH2TsEkV1IpbKyMzESqCSMdpSBdrNiez7sBYe_a6EDqxGQuOR-aI-93TCVL/s400/M.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-75654929305525238372010-02-25T10:10:00.003-05:002010-02-25T10:19:14.700-05:00Hidden Letter From Saturday "V"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjydfPpJ4oSyCe9t3vBTUdTwxKt36DdQBsnQEoSlqKc3tLw6mWFKJAcce7jxkfRPnmNpfa7N8y9daqBfGM5rIpAQVnCpGT85kyjG0sR-Ofbdgkw0jvv9YrK2ntl80dwS3MR09LIxlOL8HYF/s1600-h/V+edit.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442198925294173650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjydfPpJ4oSyCe9t3vBTUdTwxKt36DdQBsnQEoSlqKc3tLw6mWFKJAcce7jxkfRPnmNpfa7N8y9daqBfGM5rIpAQVnCpGT85kyjG0sR-Ofbdgkw0jvv9YrK2ntl80dwS3MR09LIxlOL8HYF/s400/V+edit.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Well it's about time huh? Yep, I'm behind. REALLY behind. An entire week of caring for sick people kind of got in my way. I cheated a bit on this post too. There are no Spring flowers to take pictures of around here yet. Normally I don't mind the Winter. In fact, I usually like it. This year is another story. I'm ready for Spring. I'm ready to send my children outside to play. I'm REALLY ready to say goodbye to all of the illness that this Winter brought us.</div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-45248589423689694002010-02-19T20:04:00.002-05:002010-02-19T20:08:40.951-05:00Hidden Letters "A"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvmSJKNhZwOSAFEhbYNDF_DTU5CU47ThQHZK65Cgqf75MGPJAj0kGKLBqukpszD2VTqKz7rDbJ-p0I7n15Xxd5QS5zmXMmoX-Sao-RzL3CmGxtySeWvyOq1B6HTMORUDmBOS7w2YDheKb/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440125971056534946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvmSJKNhZwOSAFEhbYNDF_DTU5CU47ThQHZK65Cgqf75MGPJAj0kGKLBqukpszD2VTqKz7rDbJ-p0I7n15Xxd5QS5zmXMmoX-Sao-RzL3CmGxtySeWvyOq1B6HTMORUDmBOS7w2YDheKb/s400/009.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">The entrance to the auditorium at the Cape Hatteras Secondary School of Coastal Studies, where Alissa is a student.</div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-26484028518558424342010-02-18T19:30:00.002-05:002010-02-18T20:11:54.558-05:00Hidden Letters "X"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTAb73H15S93irwzNphXjEh1-1VL081l2dbLofZcxhmcdThCmB_MRlCYhGax2dPEDY1kwN5qITxG6Omans_yR8o8V-HhZdEjfpjEAb2cunouocQRsFMAyMYPpF1mtyjReXhmJR4xdgWnEH/s1600-h/IMG_1310edit.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439745871398517522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTAb73H15S93irwzNphXjEh1-1VL081l2dbLofZcxhmcdThCmB_MRlCYhGax2dPEDY1kwN5qITxG6Omans_yR8o8V-HhZdEjfpjEAb2cunouocQRsFMAyMYPpF1mtyjReXhmJR4xdgWnEH/s400/IMG_1310edit.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-43325166990282493822010-02-17T20:15:00.003-05:002010-02-17T20:22:00.734-05:00Hidden Letters "e"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIrstqNfm0F6izQ5jAwJsaVbJa5p2hcuRmvNasH6CT1tDUisSxSLUSce8zCtyfpLgSBMYXRsG5Cnq3qsKdzC5CQqBAztf-Af9aTbu5QaUInDuRWuSpWcrEqBREgfzSRElvkzJMihhdSTj_/s1600-h/IMG_1322+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439386583914417234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIrstqNfm0F6izQ5jAwJsaVbJa5p2hcuRmvNasH6CT1tDUisSxSLUSce8zCtyfpLgSBMYXRsG5Cnq3qsKdzC5CQqBAztf-Af9aTbu5QaUInDuRWuSpWcrEqBREgfzSRElvkzJMihhdSTj_/s400/IMG_1322+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-6972006376661401582010-02-16T18:58:00.005-05:002010-02-17T07:20:00.576-05:00Hidden Letters "Initials"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPSoZSYy-rLkutQ-QhLRcUc_fknwzZkj3KfdrzF7sdlZAJfJJKmxBh_TVf8AkmVTsNdxeQRoOiMUivPsgA5P5fwZBmwpvw07SzO7XT7U0w3KihO6lL38JCPBBQHsH4OeuyybtH46Dt7hP/s1600-h/IMG_1296+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438997349149835506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPSoZSYy-rLkutQ-QhLRcUc_fknwzZkj3KfdrzF7sdlZAJfJJKmxBh_TVf8AkmVTsNdxeQRoOiMUivPsgA5P5fwZBmwpvw07SzO7XT7U0w3KihO6lL38JCPBBQHsH4OeuyybtH46Dt7hP/s400/IMG_1296+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">My grandfather carved these initials into this Holly tree while we were getting firewood when I was a child. The initials are hard to read after at least 28 years but they are RK, NB, and CK. They stand for Rusty Kiddy (my brother), Nick Baum (my cousin) and Christy Kiddy (me). As a kid I used to wander back in the woods (probably a lot farther than my parents wanted me going) to search for the tree. Now Brooke likes to run ahead and search for it when we go out to get firewood. Maybe one of these days we'll re-carve the initials and add all of Granddaddy Russell's great grandchildren.</div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-47407400162529759852010-02-15T19:12:00.003-05:002010-02-15T19:38:15.958-05:00Hidden Letters "H"<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMngBAb0j26QnnGyYbuDiB5n9BFB_am8g3fJ3EQH_-N8lSSGuLndV_Wzs70GX9rdZSLwSN8-b1uP7xVMo3B1D3uH_dCVHu93oP-BB3aO_2IdnHU854D6-GCmO5HAmkGAE54GkaD99rBHR/s1600-h/HiddenLetter+H+edit.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438628470042810434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMngBAb0j26QnnGyYbuDiB5n9BFB_am8g3fJ3EQH_-N8lSSGuLndV_Wzs70GX9rdZSLwSN8-b1uP7xVMo3B1D3uH_dCVHu93oP-BB3aO_2IdnHU854D6-GCmO5HAmkGAE54GkaD99rBHR/s400/HiddenLetter+H+edit.jpg" /></a> Brooke gets the credit for finding this hidden letter. All of the branches that make the H are from the same Live Oak tree.<br /><br /></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-2622090536236976142010-02-15T14:07:00.003-05:002010-02-15T14:11:43.085-05:00Sunday's Guilty Pleasure "Tagalongs!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGAhBl41urClcDNy5N20kUAOOiD_ccpIdJEAokSCscp8h9pBuHaS_D-gaEU1qI5eY3u0cPrPi9efDRljbazJV1oErogwhQerB7HUaX549VszmkEMiEjHaoTyUu6WiJcV_93wXtFk5sEnC/s1600-h/Guilty+Pleasure+Sunday.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438549765089918466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGAhBl41urClcDNy5N20kUAOOiD_ccpIdJEAokSCscp8h9pBuHaS_D-gaEU1qI5eY3u0cPrPi9efDRljbazJV1oErogwhQerB7HUaX549VszmkEMiEjHaoTyUu6WiJcV_93wXtFk5sEnC/s400/Guilty+Pleasure+Sunday.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">It's Girl Scout Cookie time! Tagalongs are my favorite and I only had to eat 3 for this picture. </div><br /><p align="center">Gotta have the right shape for the bite and enough crumbs ya know!</p>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-15151965985325788682010-02-15T13:56:00.004-05:002010-02-15T14:00:49.433-05:00Saturday's Guilty Pleasure "Sashimi"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35l1bYzPzQBt_SGFKKQKS0sq6x5tnQJfRashzt4JEwzK92otabeJ_YKod2eFfVebwig11mFGViwzFS5-joqhY4GZtHiq5lXjSe0WgGAjYCUvYIp7v22vZAkGpSrr0kPCf0Zx8Z6TwJ5OH/s1600-h/Sashimi+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438546853719864418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35l1bYzPzQBt_SGFKKQKS0sq6x5tnQJfRashzt4JEwzK92otabeJ_YKod2eFfVebwig11mFGViwzFS5-joqhY4GZtHiq5lXjSe0WgGAjYCUvYIp7v22vZAkGpSrr0kPCf0Zx8Z6TwJ5OH/s400/Sashimi+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Not the best picture, but you have to be fast to catch this girl in action. We didn't intentionally let her try sashimi, she just grabbed the plate one night while no one was looking. Before we could take it away she had downed several pieces. Now there is no keeping it from her when we have it. At least we catch our own fish so we know for sure that it's fresh.</div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-67249397084021009692010-02-12T18:25:00.002-05:002010-02-12T18:34:33.581-05:00Our Friday Morning Guilty Pleasure<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeyiZWCPT8aflzMr-QaVyjxI-kQyKbGFo7xyYQ1alk3kNiczQwOqs-sXAfwk__zKdgG9VpSYaQTOSQ7GsGdUMQuk-fFwLAs8-pOFaNKdxf-PMGspLitfZfmPCHaIrHMtvoYLgEKUjb33-/s1600-h/IMG_0409+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437503308902708898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeyiZWCPT8aflzMr-QaVyjxI-kQyKbGFo7xyYQ1alk3kNiczQwOqs-sXAfwk__zKdgG9VpSYaQTOSQ7GsGdUMQuk-fFwLAs8-pOFaNKdxf-PMGspLitfZfmPCHaIrHMtvoYLgEKUjb33-/s400/IMG_0409+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAj68OlhiUVCd1I01w3F0SeO_qxjfx4t0EpBMSNyMRlFqTLMFG25vyhKjyAWfNUSsN51uAuSkcfp_2vnxPcYoBaGLYaY_DDu6TmeDkdeq6FWXHk5RvagrQEwmy3zEj_VSBI1Vl3pLWW0At/s1600-h/IMG_0415+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437503299823313730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAj68OlhiUVCd1I01w3F0SeO_qxjfx4t0EpBMSNyMRlFqTLMFG25vyhKjyAWfNUSsN51uAuSkcfp_2vnxPcYoBaGLYaY_DDu6TmeDkdeq6FWXHk5RvagrQEwmy3zEj_VSBI1Vl3pLWW0At/s400/IMG_0415+copy.jpg" /></a> Our weekly guilty pleasure, weather permitting, is to drop the kids off at school on Friday mornings and hit our favorite fishing spot. Nothing like bonding over bait in waist deep cold water. Hey, it works for us!<br /><br /><div></div></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-33692845856746306092010-02-12T00:00:00.004-05:002010-02-12T12:03:20.814-05:00Day 24 Doug's Guilty Pleasure<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyfMGR4FP5TlHp0OlCTcle9resa1TH0-d_h5jMmP3g2d9ip3-UsxdqTflgCVye-wExwhKthVL8MdIituo0UzCLxEyyhUlNlhF5nBG9Uda4T4a-xuZMCSpyIY5QV6JQbcSOuMXSr9mi4xuJ/s1600-h/Doug's+Guilty+Pleasure.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437218203130410834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyfMGR4FP5TlHp0OlCTcle9resa1TH0-d_h5jMmP3g2d9ip3-UsxdqTflgCVye-wExwhKthVL8MdIituo0UzCLxEyyhUlNlhF5nBG9Uda4T4a-xuZMCSpyIY5QV6JQbcSOuMXSr9mi4xuJ/s400/Doug's+Guilty+Pleasure.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Doug's guilty pleasure, his evening martini. Dry, not dirty. Unlike James Bond, Doug prefers his martini stirred, never shaken. Wouldn't want to bruise such a lovely beveridge.</div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-68148421608203583882010-02-10T12:40:00.000-05:002010-02-10T12:51:43.305-05:00Day 23 Guilty Pleasure for Wednesday<div align="center">Finally caught up!!!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXs7l5xU5RBnp5IFPO2Mk_UIF-Fr0xYjHPGWKMPHMQfDFI_oUjmnXWdreJZ7Aq6faldhp2xCkl1CEZ7il8o_eWNdremvH_4BGvj1WQ9OH1OWyGloyrmquCgIQ8Qrv_XoxWYrmSqifrwn9D/s1600-h/Lasagna.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436671992325085538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXs7l5xU5RBnp5IFPO2Mk_UIF-Fr0xYjHPGWKMPHMQfDFI_oUjmnXWdreJZ7Aq6faldhp2xCkl1CEZ7il8o_eWNdremvH_4BGvj1WQ9OH1OWyGloyrmquCgIQ8Qrv_XoxWYrmSqifrwn9D/s400/Lasagna.jpg" /></a> <div align="center">I know that food is a necessity, but this gooey, cheesy, saucy masterpiece is more than just food! </div><div align="center">Excuse me while I go gain a few pounds with this plate of deliciousness...</div></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-801783485640595837.post-28039971935000327852010-02-10T12:16:00.001-05:002010-02-10T12:32:27.755-05:00Day 22 Guilty Pleasures<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZzqMuZAA3xxAicgz9oH4yS_hi1IUDVU7Ci53QSTee1FOyqP9q17R7cwN5LnJBadTtX-cPEU6FJKfYpOZr25B1loF-twBazDPmHE1pvjhglBGySzVCJGovVv9IZJIJYSMg2fdur0G25hj/s1600-h/009+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436665852909797106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZzqMuZAA3xxAicgz9oH4yS_hi1IUDVU7Ci53QSTee1FOyqP9q17R7cwN5LnJBadTtX-cPEU6FJKfYpOZr25B1loF-twBazDPmHE1pvjhglBGySzVCJGovVv9IZJIJYSMg2fdur0G25hj/s400/009+copy.jpg" /></a> I love a good hot cup of coffee. I love coffee in my big snowman mug.</div><div align="center">I drink my afternoon coffee in this cup all year long because Brooke gave it to me, and I adore Brooke, but also because it's the biggest coffee mug I have. I love a big cup of coffee!<br /><br /></div>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03640244283918738441noreply@blogger.com3