Anyone else think David Beckham's voice is way way too high?It doesn't seem to match.
He opens his mouth and out comes Kermit the Frog with a cold.
Of course, I'll forgive him.
Because he looks like this.
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In other news. My amazing friend Candice let me know that she loves my blog. Candice was kind enough to forgive my not getting to visit her while in Utah this month. The wedding craziness took me down. Hard.
Here are the rules.
(1) The winner can put the logo on their blog.
(2) Link the person you received your award from.
(3) Nominate at least 7 other blogs.
(4) Put links of those on yours.
(5) Leave a message on the blogs of the girls or boys you’ve nominated
My nominations go to... (drumroll please)...
1. Elizabeth. Posts really cute and funny stuff on her blog. Love her taste in children's books. Signed up for her most recent online class and you should too! It's gunna rock.
2. Elizabeth. Yes, another Elizabeth. Always hilarious. Love her music and the antics of her spouse. Adorable girls and amazing photography.
3. Emily. If you read my blog, you know I love this girl. She asks the best questions on her blog that could jumpstart some amazing scrapbook pages. Her taste in clothes is perfection.
4. Mandi. Love her most recent post about her husband. So true. Always has the most amazing projects on her blog. Being her cyber-friend makes me feel that I am kind of still young and marginally hip. (this may be a delusion)
5. Kimberly. Amazingly honest. Gorgeous art. Always uplifting.
6. Reyanna. Her writing is so brilliant, quirky and true. Love her sense of humor, her zest for life and her love of little red shoes.
7. Heidi. Of course, how could I leave her out? Her cards and scrapping projects are always fab and her photography inspires me daily.








Matt Meese.
Heidi Sonboul.
Emily Foley.
I was already traumatized by the 
The worst part is...I am one of those starry eyed, hope filled, couch cheering, Olympic enthusiasts who tunes in to watch countries come together in an environment of brotherhood and celebrate the greatness that we humans can achieve. If it hadn't been for Michael Phelps and one kick a** Women's Beach Volleyball team I may have never recovered. Have the Olympics always been this shady and I just didn't realize it?






























