tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52979381337590716562024-03-13T13:46:46.402-07:00rebecca jeanne: photographersRebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.comBlogger222125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-46092534546211533452011-08-31T09:59:00.000-07:002011-08-31T10:09:29.682-07:00Once again, epic fail in the blogging department...<div style="text-align: left;">I really, honestly thought that after school I'd somehow find time to blog. Apparently not since it's been TWO MONTHS. And the best thing that's happened in those two months... I became an auntie!!!!!! I have two brothers and my husband has three brothers, but no babies until my brother-in-law and his lovely wife welcomed their little girl earlier this month.</div><div>
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<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The whole family is so totally in love with her. Even my sweet husband, who normally doesn't enjoy babies, totally adores her. We are so blessed.</span></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-19839013028863530702011-06-26T22:15:00.001-07:002011-06-26T22:19:44.634-07:00I really sucked at blogging this month... | Kent Dog PhotographerSo to get back in the swing of things, meet Wesley Green the brown, sometimes emo (growing out of this) dog. <a href="http://desomniac.blogspot.com/">My brother</a> adopted him a couple of months ago and I just LOVE LOVE LOVE him. He was pretty shy and skittish at first, but he's really started to settle in. They came out last night to celebrate my graduation (woot woot!) and I got this shot of Wes -<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6qM5yNUGTqcLwJyfFCi3Hk6t5NUokcrB8XGiij71ALIRH3MGqJIkSEPOoZdBQRhicqxRn0i-tFVyjvpugyvYFCyzmfhqUtF_nQXjNTevzc28ld-GbrMiaY7ghQKXfmUDTQ1mJTx_CQbA/s1600/IMG_8966_wm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6qM5yNUGTqcLwJyfFCi3Hk6t5NUokcrB8XGiij71ALIRH3MGqJIkSEPOoZdBQRhicqxRn0i-tFVyjvpugyvYFCyzmfhqUtF_nQXjNTevzc28ld-GbrMiaY7ghQKXfmUDTQ1mJTx_CQbA/s400/IMG_8966_wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622764718554949762" border="0" /></a><br />Isn't he such a love???? I want to keep him, but being gone 11-12 hours a day is just mean to a pup.Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-80337338318178107702011-06-24T11:47:00.000-07:002011-06-24T13:57:37.702-07:00It's already June 24th?<div style="text-align: left;">I really thought that with the end of spring quarter I'd find more time for blogging... Alas that was not the case. I still have one little thing (if you call translating Latin little) to do to complete my BA in Liberal Studies. But coming up pretty soon here, I'll be a real, official college graduate! WOOT!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me with my sweet husband after the commencement ceremony. :) </div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2fnjXrf54fQZwsPOdvJB-KMNdJNr-HBxoUS1xMJfPTqzBS6BSfx2VblptNxTEAG9XlNkqlB9XoCvv2SNvD1CGXG8gZ8OknYINdCqKjYaGR3VvuWtCI6k9SrMWmUV00_3SEHK7cdSbn1i/s400/244095_2160991981756_1155267286_32793110_3999931_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621892436736281362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I cannot WAIT for mid-July when all studying ceases for a few months!!!!!!!!! (Note, I didn't say forever! ;) More on that later.)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-14700481145231554962011-05-31T14:27:00.000-07:002011-05-31T14:32:10.047-07:00Awaiting Cora | Lacey Maternity Photographer<div style="text-align: left;">Disclaimer: Apparently I have a thing for caps in this post... I promise I'm not shouting. ;) I'm just super excited. :D</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3642/5747249836_1e0a47797a_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>This is the third of the 3 promised posts before the end of May... JUST in time!<div><br /></div><div>I didn't mention it in my back to blogging post, but my brother-in-law and his gorgeous wife are making an appearance on the blog again because... THEY'RE HAVING A BABY GIRL! Well, okay, *she's* having the baby, but he helped. :P And she's having a GIRL! That's a big deal in the family we married into... They're all boys! Yes, my mother-in-law lives to tell the tales of raising 4 boys. And they're all fabulous guys. :) There's something special about starting off the next generation with a little girl. Everyone is PUMPED!</div><div><br /></div><div> We set the date for their maternity session weeks ago, thinking that by the THIRD WEEK OF MAY that spring would have shown up to stay. Alas, not the case in Western WA. At least 70% of the time that I look at the weather app on my phone, I get 6 days straight with rain. So of course, while it was decent on the drive from Kent to Lacey, the rain came harder and harder. Thankfully, they arrived a little bit after we did, so I scouted the park and the rain started to let up! Woot!</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">One of my favorite things about shooting close friends and family is that I KNOW when I get a real, honest smile out of them. Now, I may have had to draw attention to holding the reflector between my knees to get said smiles, but it was totally worth it. ;)</div><div><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3602/5746700965_af1d1f6ea5_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3602/5746700965_af1d1f6ea5_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3642/5747249836_1e0a47797a_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3642/5747249836_1e0a47797a_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 427px; " /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/5747250478_325c9543e7_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5026/5746701411_af99a78275_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5026/5746701411_af99a78275_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px; " /></a><br /><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3602/5746700965_af1d1f6ea5_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">On our way back to their house, I found myself turning around in my seat saying to my husband, "Look how PERFECT the light is right now!!!!!" We made it back to their house, snuck down the property line between two houses to pop out onto the golf course for just a few minutes. We barely caught the end of the light. I'm glad I dragged her out there!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3599/5768476347_9b9ff400bc_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; " /></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/5747250478_325c9543e7_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-12388274828878161922011-05-25T13:24:00.000-07:002011-05-25T13:24:00.329-07:00so in love | Seattle Couples Photographer<div style="text-align: left;">I work full time up in Seattle. (I say "up in" like it's so far... 25 miles FEELS far when you're stuck in gridlocked traffic!) I LOVE the campus where I work. There are so many little pockets where the light comes through and my brain goes, "I need to shoot there!!! Where is my camera and some people?!?" In fact, the week after shooting the following images, I found myself walking through another spot on campus and the setting was so perfect, I groaned to myself, "why didn't we come up here?!"</div><div><br /></div><div>One of my favorite local photographers (hi <a href="http://www.whimsicalphotodesign.com/">Susan</a>!) and I have chatted many times about the ideas for individual images and full sessions that just get stuck in her head and won't leave her alone until she creates them. Little did I know how much she'd rub off on me! For which I'm *so* thankful. Without her influence and guidance I wouldn't be where I am today and these images may never have been created. And THAT would have been a travesty! ;)</div><div><br /></div><div>Meet Jill + Matt. They've been married several years now... I asked them when we were shooting, I think they're in the 9-11 year range. Hopefully they'll forgive me for being forgetful. ;) The ideas swirled around in my mind for weeks, maybe even months before they were created. I love shooting couples. Yes, it sounds weird to say I love shooting people, but with my camera I DO! I hope you all enjoy these images as much as I enjoyed creating them!</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5270/5668460956_cd9ce02eca_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5270/5668460956_cd9ce02eca_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: px; " /></a><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5225/5668109508_9b26e06188.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5225/5668109508_9b26e06188.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 357px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5225/5668109508_9b26e06188.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5188/5667538141_8bfe4c5807_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5188/5667538141_8bfe4c5807_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5025/5668106408_2a692d2177_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5025/5668106408_2a692d2177_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Is she not one of the most STUNNING people you've ever seen?</div><div><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5222/5668108228_25bd4cd27e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5222/5668108228_25bd4cd27e.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 357px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5142/5667535995_c50f3b78ef.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5142/5667535995_c50f3b78ef.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 357px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-91154377272762937332011-05-24T10:47:00.000-07:002011-05-24T10:47:00.626-07:00A-slash | Seattle Photographer<div style="text-align: left;">Sometimes my darling husband calls my brother <a href="http://desomniac.blogspot.com/">Adam</a>, A-slash. Or maybe it's A/, I'm not entirely sure. My husband has a talent for creative nicknames. Whether you call him Adam, JAM or A/, he's always brother to me.</div><br />Brother has become one of my most treasured words over the past ten years. I'm fortunate to have two wonderful brothers. They would do just about anything for me and they know that it goes both ways! God knew better than to give me a sister growing up. He knew I'd need these brothers. They did an EXCELLENT job preparing me for my three brothers-in-law! <div><br /></div><div>To commemorate Adam's 29th birthday, we went out and got a few shots of him in his "festive" (I think that's what he calls this) attire before his birthday celebration. I *finally* got to really try out the equipment I got for Christmas to get my flash OFF my camera! I doesn't belong there. ;) It belongs on a light stand! Or a monopod. Or in the hands of a trusty assistant. ;)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5070/5753999534_8a22e1e478_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 640px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5103/5754071040_8492fb252a.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3356/5754068994_41124a17ef_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3356/5754068994_41124a17ef_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 640px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-80005400847682763032011-05-23T14:22:00.000-07:002011-05-23T14:53:54.929-07:00I cannot believe it's been almost 4 months...<div>Since I've blogged! I know tend to blog in spurts, but wow, that's quite the break. Winter quarter kicked my behind! I completed two courses, an upper division writing class on writing in the new media (yup, what I'm doing here!) and an upper division history class on US Foreign Policy. You can see why I checked out can't you? I learned so much last quarter and *hopefully* you'll even see some improvement in the written content. Note, I said hopefully, not guaranteed. ;)</div><div><br /></div><div>Why haven't I been back since winter quarter ended in mid-March... No good reason. I'm not going to lie or make stuff up. ;) Yes, I've been busy but I find plenty of time to facebook! *hangs head* For those of you who missed me, I'm planning to blog a few things in the near future, my awesome <a href="http://desomniac.blogspot.com">brother </a>celebrating his 29th year, a stunning couple who are so in love I could hardly stand it and my very own brother-in-law and his lovely wife have been featured several times on my blog - <a href="http://rebeccaj98.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-im-behind-on-my-thankfulness.html">here</a>, <a href="http://rebeccaj98.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-side-of-family.html">here</a>, and <a href="http://rebeccaj98.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-of-my-most-favorite-people.html">one more post with broken image links</a> - ahhhhhhhh! I'll fix that someday. :) In the mean time, stay tuned!</div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-64248817066501020892011-01-25T22:07:00.000-08:002011-05-23T22:47:22.382-07:00My mama...Every year my FT job gives us the week after Christmas off from work paid and not vaca, woot woot! ;) Most of the last few years I've been fortunate enough to participate in hectic, ever more time consuming air travel to spend that week in the much sunnier state of Arizona. I can't tell you how many times during the year I think to myself, "I really wish my mom lived here. I bet she'd want to run by the mall and look at _______ (leggings? boots? anything?)" But alas, her path took her to AZ while mine has kept me rooted in the county I was born and raised in. And now that I've been to Phoenix in the month of August (back in 2007) I can say that without a doubt, I'm a Pac NW girl. If life led my husband and I down a path the ended up in a sunnier or warmer place I'm certain I could adapt. ;)<br /><div><br /></div><div>One of the skills that I am constantly working on is understanding light and how to make it do what I want. I find myself often drawn to the concept of rim lighting. My mom makes it look good. :) Isn't she stunning? Can you believe she has a daughter that's 30?</div><br /><div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 457px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 640px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5257/5389057971_a229f9c779_z.jpg" /></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-37267918710812908832011-01-13T17:38:00.000-08:002011-02-19T22:43:11.365-08:00Happy new year?<div style="text-align: left;">Too late for that? ;) Originally I hoped that I would figure out how to blog on a regular basis in 2010. EPIC FAIL. So, I'm putting it on the to-do list for 2011 (even if I am getting a late start). In the midst of the Christmas craziness, I met up with a good friend and her family for a quick session just inside the <a href="http://www.seattleartmuseum.org/">Seattle Art Museum</a> before they headed off to see Harry Potter. What a FUN group! I had a great time meeting everyone and getting a glimpse of the wackiness from which she comes. :)</div><div><br />We went from this...</div><div><br /><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5006/5326344708_d68473c617_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div></div><div>To the whole group...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5082/5326336416_c82179caa0_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 427px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">To everyone on a roller coaster! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5205/5326338410_9ab629e76f_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height:; " /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Okay, so they weren't REALLY on a roller coaster, but they made it look good didn't they??</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-73488281003865081292010-11-17T15:37:00.000-08:002010-11-17T15:47:19.728-08:00Days 7-16, so much to be thankful for!Day 7 | Thankful for my home. I spent HOURS trying to clean/organize it. But I was, and am, thankful to have it.<br /><br />Day 8 | SO thankful for understanding students.<br /><br />Day 9 | Thankful that Tuesday is my hump day. YAY!<br /><br />Day 10 | Thankful for my iPhone. I just realized I could turn my work email off pretty easily. Yay!!!!!<br /><br />Day 11 | Thankful for all of our veterans! And their families. They all sacrifice more than I could possibly imagine.<br /><br />Day 12 | Super thankful for date nights with my sweet husband. :)<br /><br />Day 13 | Thankful for a comfy couch to watch TV with my dear husband. :) We've had it a little over a year and it still makes me so happy!<br /><br />Day 14 | Thankful for the best in-laws ever. Especially the sisters. :)<br /><br />Day 15 | Thankful for sick time. I hate being sick, but I appreciate that I can be!<br /><br />Day 16 | Thankful for a husband who shares me with my family even when he's not thrilled about it!Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-4796290924055418362010-11-17T15:30:00.000-08:002011-05-23T15:46:47.883-07:00I know I'm behind on my thankfulness...But it's all on facebook, I swear! I'll get it over here soon. ;)<br /><br />In the meantime, here's a new favorite image... <br /><br /><a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1039/5183190537_3a5d37d98e_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 457px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1039/5183190537_3a5d37d98e_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Love them. Love their love. Love the fog. Love that they're family. <br /><br />It's a lovefest!!!!!!! :)Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-75531417496412631752010-11-06T12:01:00.000-07:002010-11-06T12:10:43.975-07:00Days 5 & 6<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Day 5 | Thankful that this weekend will be pretty low key. YAY! I need it! :) </span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">
<br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><meta charset="utf-8"><span class="Apple-style-span"><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Day 6 | Today I'm eternally thankful that through Christ I am more.</span></span></span></h3><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">
<br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">You are more than the choices that you've made</span></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">You are more than the sum of your past mistakes</span></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">You are more than the problems you create</span></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">You've been remade.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">
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<br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Every day I find myself more and more impressed by Jacob's dedication to his education and his willingness to sacrifice so many years of his life for the good of our family. He is so incredible. I am the most blessed wife out there. I'm so glad that God knew what he was doing with us. We haven't always been able to figure it out, but God does. :)</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">
<br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Looking forward to another Thanksgiving with the love of my life. Thanks Jake. I love you SO BIG!</span></span></span></p> <!--EndFragment--></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-12689029919187337762010-10-05T21:08:00.000-07:002010-10-05T21:30:52.149-07:00Went to update something on my blog...<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; ">And discovered I haven't blogged since August - how is that possible?!?! Oh yes, I remember now - school started! OH WAIT! I did blog, it just wasn't here. Doh! In August, I went on an INCREDIBLE journey. My dad and I drove from Seattle, WA to Washington DC. I had no idea what I was getting into, but it rocked my socks off. If you're interested in the whole story, you can check it out at <a href="http://wererollingout.blogspot.com/">We're Rolling Out</a>. Here are a few of my favorite images from the trip:</span></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">The BIG sky country - Montana</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4918495517_006b9bf97a_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4918495517_006b9bf97a_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 512px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Big Horn National Forest</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4925035029_47793002e4_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4925035029_47793002e4_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 512px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Old Faithful Geyser - Yellowstone National Park</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4918515483_4f938b4be3_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4918515483_4f938b4be3_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 549px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mt. Rushmore</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4925060581_ef55a89afd_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4925060581_ef55a89afd_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 548px; height: 768px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Crazy Horse</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4924915365_9d81137e1a_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4924915365_9d81137e1a_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 512px; " /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grounds at Taliesin by Frank Lloyd Wright in Spring Green, WI</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4931317704_3ca9fb5520_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4931317704_3ca9fb5520_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 768px; " /></a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; ">Chicago I</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><br /><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4931100158_5efd7a8b28_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4931100158_5efd7a8b28_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 512px; " /></a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; ">Chicago II - thankful I had my iPhone in my pocket! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><br /><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4930341979_7d91b94ae3_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4930341979_7d91b94ae3_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 548px; height: 768px; " /></a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Upstairs at Independence Hall, Philadelphia, PA</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><br /><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/4947658402_7652ac32b5_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/4947658402_7652ac32b5_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 512px; " /></a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; ">Washington Monument, DC</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><br /><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4943542383_f6be454e1f_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4943542383_f6be454e1f_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 549px; height: 768px; " /></a></span></div></div><div><br /></div><div>You can check out more on the We're Rolling Out blog or in my flickr set - <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccajeanne/sets/72157624778008938/">DC or BUST</a>!</div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-7385136514633821332010-08-16T11:21:00.001-07:002010-08-16T11:31:08.114-07:00One side of the family!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4898124319_6176ddcdfd_b.jpg"></a>I've got a post started for an awesome session I did with my brothers... But it's not ready yet. ;) So, until then, here's a shot from this past weekend with my husband's family. The kids gift to the parents this year was a weekend at the OR Coast. We went to the place my in-laws took the boys every year growing up. What an adventure! I set us up and had Jake's aunt click the shutter for us a few times. It only took 42. ;) I wish I'd taken time to look at the LCD and make some changes, but all in all it came out pretty well. Can't wait to blow it up big for our wall!<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4898124319_6176ddcdfd_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 684px; height: px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-35751882449133774162010-08-10T21:32:00.001-07:002010-08-10T21:39:01.054-07:00SUPER fun purchase today!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I wish it were a photography one. Hopefully one of those is coming up soon. ;) Today a friend posted a link to a killer deal. Gilt had bento lunch boxes on sale for $15 (retail at $25 on Amazon) PLUS Gilt is giving a $25 credit if purchasing on 8/10-11. If you're not signed up with Gilt, I'd love to refer you! http://www.gilt.com/invite/rebeccamunson. If you're in the market for a bento lunch box, I got two of these, one in plum and one in charcoal - <div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41mL3tvgl2L._AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div>If you're looking for ideas on how to pack a bento box, check out http://www.anotherlunch.com/. SO FUN!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-2653484353031144522010-07-30T22:45:00.000-07:002010-07-30T23:14:41.295-07:00Carly :)<div style="text-align: left;">I've known this young lady for a lot of years. She grew up in the house across the street from my husband. I met him when I was 14 and started getting to know Carly a few years later. She is such a doll. The girl laughs ALL.THE.TIME. It's so awesome. She is smart, sweet, funny and a joy to be around. She claims she's not model material, what do you think?!?!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/4845718344_2c913b8527_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 427px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/4845719264_2f10058100_z.jpg" width="640"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/4845719264_2f10058100_z.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/4845719264_2f10058100_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 427px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><br /><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4845107785_2769dc9258_b.jpg"></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4845107785_2769dc9258_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4845107785_2769dc9258_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; " /></a><br /><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4110/4845105515_560063ee5e_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4110/4845105515_560063ee5e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/4845110175_68e18d8ded_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/4845718344_2c913b8527_z.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4845727550_e063ac1486_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 457px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Edited to add... I owe my sweet husband a HUGE debt of gratitude. He helped me drag a chair into the field, hold the reflector, put up with my bossiness. ;) Jake, thank you. You're so good to me. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-69118768941541113252010-07-19T15:21:00.000-07:002010-07-19T15:26:22.674-07:00More of one of my favorite families!<div style="text-align: left;">You first met them <a href="http://rebeccaj98.blogspot.com/2010/04/family-i-just-love.html">here</a> for the little one's 6 month pictures. Now, her mama and I had some, shall we say, challenges getting together for her 9 month pictures... So here they are with her almost 11 months old. Oops. ;) But, she's not walking yet, so we lucked out! Here are a few of her and her big brother. Enjoy!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4143/4799684517_1a13ac0d1e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 500px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4800317980_8b19025318_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 700px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4143/4799684529_8116e89b14_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 700px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4799684561_411d3d3c11_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4799684561_411d3d3c11_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 500px; " /></a></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">And one with their lovely mama!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4800318044_c27041a1c2_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 500px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-64266219755733569802010-06-20T20:02:00.000-07:002010-06-20T20:05:36.516-07:00Best.Dad.Ever<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/3052735823_060ddd3205_b.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: left;">And he's my dad! I've always been my dad's girl. He calls me sometimes and says, "Hey, how's my girl today?" I just love it. I love being his girl. There's just something special about it. I love my dad. He is the best dad in the history of all dads. I'm so, so thankful he's mine. If you want to read a little more about him, check out the Dad edition of the About Series <a href="http://rebeccaj98.blogspot.com/2009/03/about-dad.html">here</a>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/3052735823_060ddd3205_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height:; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div>Happy Father's Dad Daddy!!!!!!</div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-19118047829990924592010-06-15T09:37:00.001-07:002010-06-15T09:41:25.685-07:002010 is definitely NOT the year of blogging!At least, not yet it's not! Things have been crazy busy with work and school. I took two classes this spring which sucked. Thankfully I only have to do that one more time! This past weekend we spent a GORGEOUS afternoon/evening celebrating with a friend who just finished his MAED after a long road. Congrats Hogan! While at the party, I was sitting with his wife and another friend when their baby boy toddled over... I couldn't resist! Isn't she gorgeous????? And since you can't see what her little man's shirt says, I will verify that he IS indeed a very lucky boy. :D<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4697615640_ec3ddd8d72_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 683px; height: 1024px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4697615640_ec3ddd8d72_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-17342673993095889722010-04-25T13:53:00.000-07:002010-04-25T13:53:00.825-07:002010 Skagit Valley Tulip Festival<div style="text-align: left;">My sweet husband managed to get a random, stormy Sunday off at the very beginning of the<a href="http://www.tulipfestival.org/"> Skagit Valley Tulip Festival</a>. Not everything was in bloom, but it was still gorgeous.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4471679793_5949d32e21_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4471679793_5949d32e21_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; " /></a><br /><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4471702507_f24077b0c9_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4471702507_f24077b0c9_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: 1024px; " /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2727/4472472478_6895462e51_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4472463160_014c2b2092_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4472463160_014c2b2092_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: 1024px; " /></a><br /><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4471679793_5949d32e21_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4471679793_5949d32e21_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-25620928471025014212010-04-23T11:02:00.000-07:002011-05-23T15:47:49.234-07:00Hello gorgeous...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4545264204_9291400783_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: left;">Isn't she??? Lauren and I have been friends for quite a while now. Working in what I would call a less than ideal environment tends to bond people together. That's us. This, however, is Lauren with her sometimes-funny-but-always-thinks-he-is fiancé, Jerry. They're fun. And they're seriously cute together. They remind me of me and my husband a lot (minus the Guiness). Good times. ;) We met up at <a href="http://www.celticswell.com/Site/Welcome.html">The Celtic Swell</a> (nice place!) and then cruised around <a href="http://www.seattle.gov/parks/park_detail.asp?ID=445">Alki Beach</a>. Can't wait to see them get married in October!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4545268488_e86715555b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4545265356_786717cd28_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4545264204_9291400783_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4545265356_786717cd28_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></a></div><div><div><div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4545265356_786717cd28_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4545265356_786717cd28_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: px; " /></a><br /><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4545267486_b2ec75ff2b_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4545267486_b2ec75ff2b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: px; " /></a><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5297938133759071656.post-47631878083050364602010-04-22T13:38:00.000-07:002010-04-22T13:52:49.499-07:00A family I just LOVE...<div style="text-align: left;">When I was in elementary school (I don't remember exactly when) my parents found a new babysitter for my brothers and me. Nini. Well, technically her name is Jeannine, but we were little kiddos! So, she became our Nini. All three of us just ADORED her. Seriously, seriously adored her. Now, that's not to say we didn't test the boundaries, we did. But there was something special, something magical about being with her. The year I was in 6th grade, she ended up living with us. Talk about heaven on earth!!!!!! She had this awesome water tube bed that we just stuck in our living room and called it good. It didn't take long before I talked my way into sleeping in Nini's bed at night. Sleepover every night - SCORE! We haven't been great at keeping in touch over the last 10 years, but last month I had the extreme pleasure of spending a morning with them and capturing a family photo as well as documenting her <i>other</i> little girl who just mastered sitting up. :) Her young man refused to cooperate with my camera, but after a trip to the zoo, I've got him figured out. </div><div><br /><div><br /><div><div><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/4468836528_b88ee080bc_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/4468836528_b88ee080bc_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div></div><div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/4468041997_7dc4a6b625_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/4468041997_7dc4a6b625_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: 1024px; " /></a><br /><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4468046399_020dc06904_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4468046399_020dc06904_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: 1024px; " /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4468040957_1b85c6e36a_b.jpg"></a><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4015/4468063023_e2e5d6d269_b.jpg"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4015/4468063023_e2e5d6d269_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; height: 1024px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/4468836528_b88ee080bc_b.jpg"></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4468040957_1b85c6e36a_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 683px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11696490681669186258noreply@blogger.com2