<?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-6192576955371091076</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:31:40.374-05:00</updated><category term='Ulrika'/><category term='unique'/><category term='animals'/><category term='Liesl&apos;s Confection Dissection'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Guiding Eyes for the Blind'/><category term='sporting events'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Nashville'/><category term='food'/><category term='family'/><category term='class'/><category term='volunteering'/><category term='nature'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='architecture'/><category term='seasonal'/><category term='transportation'/><category term='photography competition'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Erin&apos;s Food Files'/><title type='text'>Through Kristen's Viewfinder</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-1489002664722386423</id><published>2010-06-13T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:01:19.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One-Half of 2010</title><content type='html'>I am not known to break promises, and I don't plan on starting now. So ladies and gents, here's a quick---or maybe not so quick---recap of what I've been up to so far this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 1, 2010--I ran my first 5k.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably doesn't sound like much of a feat for most, but to me, it was a serious personal challenge. I started to run back in October 2009, mostly to better my physical health, but also out of curiosity to see if I could learn to like running. I never understood the people that LOVED to run so much that they did it for fun. To me, running was never fun---never ever. But, after I kicked my first 5k's butt...I was totally pumped! The feeling of setting a very challenging goal, and accomplishing it was incredibly satisfying (and yes, I cried after I crossed the finish line...tears of joy of course. And then I pigged out on Chinese take-out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWYYnSE0DI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Vf-nUhsCyZg/s1600/IMG_8102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482455670022524978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWYYnSE0DI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Vf-nUhsCyZg/s400/IMG_8102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 30th--I said yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;On a beautiful, sunny day, atop of Peak 9 in Breckenridge, Colorado, and being with two of the most important people in my life--my sister Sue, and my lovie Donald--we took a quick "photo op" break from skiing...and the next thing I know is...Donald and I are engaged! Literally the best of my life. Sue was an accomplice to the plan, and was an amazing photographer capturing such a special memory. Donald couldn't have done a better job if he had tried. May 29th, 2011 is our big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWcJR06hEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-APd81yL4qA/s1600/IMG_8231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482459804611544130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWcJR06hEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-APd81yL4qA/s400/IMG_8231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWcJ48sx3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/ZzmS5yGwlkQ/s1600/IMG_8350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482459815113181042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWcJ48sx3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/ZzmS5yGwlkQ/s400/IMG_8350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWcLFIIK6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/yKTDEMFnRnY/s1600/IMG_8401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482459835562208162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWcLFIIK6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/yKTDEMFnRnY/s400/IMG_8401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWcKqtkQqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fFl_59dl5GY/s1600/IMG_8365.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWkPiqrGdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WuhnPYbuSYg/s1600/IMG_8519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482468708304230866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWkPiqrGdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WuhnPYbuSYg/s400/IMG_8519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February--Fangtastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I ran another 5k, results weren't as good as my first race. In my defense (or my excuse...whichever way you want to look at it), I had only rested a day or two after the ski trip, it was incredibly cold and windy, and at this point, I'm pretty sure I have a serious leg injury. I have no idea what or how I got it, but all I know is, walking is painful...running is almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March--A Miracle Arrives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very precious daughter of my good friend Jamie is welcomed to the world! The arrival of baby Shay was certainly a special celebration. I start referring to myself as Shay's "Auntie Kristen". I don't think I actually asked Shay's parents if that was ok with them, I just kind of did it. Eh, that's just kind of what I do. hheeheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April--My Time to Shine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love April. It's pretty much my favorite month of the year. It's birthday month for me, and this year, I had another personal goal for myself that kind of overshadowed my birthday. I ran in the Country Music Marathon half marathon. Crazy. Seriously, probably one of the craziest, and yet most awesome things I've done for myself. I was a bit slower than I wanted to be, but I'm so proud of myself for finishing...especially after the lack of training I had since February. At this point, my leg still bothers me, but thankfully my adrenaline was running so much during the race that I never noticed the leg pain. Afterward was another story of course, but who cared? Not me! I had a medal around my neck and had a half-gallon of ice cream waiting for me when I got home! However, I knew that a visit to the doctor couldn't wait much longer...3 months had already been too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWffRZoRrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ibYJDmLcGLs/s1600/IMG_8610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463480989107890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWffRZoRrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ibYJDmLcGLs/s400/IMG_8610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWffw9AdBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/2b-SL91DntA/s1600/IMG_8618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463489458992146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWffw9AdBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/2b-SL91DntA/s400/IMG_8618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May--Bittersweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you've been living under a rock, you've certainly heard about the historical flooding Nashville had in early May. I'll just keep this brief by saying...WE ARE NASHVILLE. This city rocks and the people are even more amazing (even if there are a lot of people in this city that really suck at driving).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWizjooC2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/wj7exm4Iq48/s1600/IMG_8638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482467128016112482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWizjooC2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/wj7exm4Iq48/s400/IMG_8638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't love Nashville as much as I do, I'd probably live in Colorado. So I find it very convenient for me that my sister lives there (thanks Southwest Airlines for having cheap flights to DEN). For Memorial Day weekend, two of my sisters and I decided to meet up in Denver for another reunion. The main event was the Bolder Boulder 10k race...with the opening act being...wedding dress shopping! I never thought I'd actually find "the dress" in another state, but it happened. At my first and only dress shopping appointment. Pretty awesome indeed, and certainly added fuel to my fire to run well for the race. Raceday came, and although Team Wiltse attempted to run the entire race together...I needed to run on my own. One sister was used to the altitude, the other sister is a long time runner. I'm neither of those things, and I was still battling my stupid leg injury (no thanks to the doc though...the prescription for an anti-inflammatory definitely didn't do anything for me, except for putting me to sleep). All 3 members of Team Wiltse finished one of the largest (and probably most difficult) road races in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWizNfeHyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oQIa7CkHNs0/s1600/BB2010k_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482467122072133410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWizNfeHyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oQIa7CkHNs0/s400/BB2010k_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June--Running the Road to Recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've been to a second doctor now, still trying to find out what's wrong with my leg. I think we have it figured out. Something about my quadricep muscles not sliding against each other the way they should be (sounds gross I know), and therefore I've basically been trying to run on a severely cramped muscle. After my first drug-less...although, not painless...treatment, I feel MUCH better already! I haven't been running much on it yet, but hopefully after one more appointment I'll be back and better than ever! I can't wait! Whoa, did I really just say that? Those are definitely words that I never thought I would say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, what a post...even I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-1489002664722386423?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/1489002664722386423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=1489002664722386423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1489002664722386423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1489002664722386423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-half-of-2010.html' title='One-Half of 2010'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/TBWYYnSE0DI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Vf-nUhsCyZg/s72-c/IMG_8102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-7249075877390066715</id><published>2010-06-11T07:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:46:56.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Seriously, where have I been for the past 6+ months?! I can tell you where I haven't been, and that's obviously on my blog! Well no fear, I'm returning. At least, I hope I am. Basically I'm posting this right now to hold myself accountable for staying true to my word that I WILL blog again this weekend. And hopefully, that won't be the only post for another 6 months. So there you have it folks---an update coming within the next 72 hours. I pinky promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-7249075877390066715?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/7249075877390066715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=7249075877390066715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/7249075877390066715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/7249075877390066715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-4553142676965158758</id><published>2009-12-15T05:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:00:06.227-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liesl&apos;s Confection Dissection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erin&apos;s Food Files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thank-Full</title><content type='html'>This post is so long over-due (or maybe it's really early for next year?), I actually thought about not blogging about this. But then I thought....nope, I need to because I'm proud of my efforts. My mom came to visit from Upstate (well really Northern to be exact) New York. Yes, I know it's hard to believe that there really is more to NY than just the city. &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wl"&gt;Google map it&lt;/a&gt;, I swear there is. Anyway, it was Donald and my first official Thanksgiving dinner that we were going to host for someone else, and although it would have been awesome to have all of our family members gathered around our table, we were very pleased to have my mother here to share it with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began the morning before Thanksgiving by making the muffins that you see below. It was a twist on a family favorite...cranberry-orange bread. Although, this time around, I wanted to make something that would be a bit healthier than the recipe that we normally follow (thanks Ms. Betty Crocker for feeding me during my youth). I'm not going to post my version of the recipe now, for a few reasons. One, I usually leave the baking up to these &lt;a href="http://erinsfoodfiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;two&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lieslsconfectiondissection.blogspot.com/"&gt;ladies&lt;/a&gt;. And two, I need to perfect the recipe a little more to get it exactly like I want. Then I'll post the recipe. They still tasted pretty good, and looked really cute. But I know I can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxfKdrpU86I/AAAAAAAAALw/76_VeDO3OyM/s1600-h/IMG_7882_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411016088590021538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxfKdrpU86I/AAAAAAAAALw/76_VeDO3OyM/s400/IMG_7882_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which leads me onto the main course. It was my first time making a turkey...and I'm proud to say, I nailed it! It was so perfectly golden brown, and juicy (and cooked to the correct temp! YAY!), gosh, it almost makes me want to go make another one right now. I think I had beginner's luck or something, so I'm really tempted to make another one for Christmas just to see if I really do know what I'm doing. Donald helped make dinner too.......his mashed potatoes were delish! And I'm proud to say, that all of the other food made it to the table without getting cold. That's something I don't do well with when it comes to multi-dishes in the kitchen....I am getting better, but there's almost always something on the verge of being cold when it hits the table, and more devastatingly, my plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Sxp5PeIft5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/BIWGfS_Cj4E/s1600-h/IMG_7912_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411771208932767634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Sxp5PeIft5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/BIWGfS_Cj4E/s400/IMG_7912_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a great Thanksgiving dinner, and my mom had a great visit. There's something so satisfying about being able to show my mom after all of these years that I have become quite an amazing young lady (that's right...I'm not afraid to give a little credit where credit is due).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411385026472790978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxkaAsXHS8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/sYUWSIL64Qc/s400/IMG_7918_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;So, this past Thanksgiving, I was very thankful to be able to have the chance to have another Thanksgiving with my mom, and do a little role reversal for once. And of course, I'm very thankful to have all of my family, friends, my canine daughters, and especially my Donald. Here's to wishing everyone a safe and happy holiday season! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-4553142676965158758?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/4553142676965158758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=4553142676965158758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/4553142676965158758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/4553142676965158758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-full.html' title='Thank-Full'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxfKdrpU86I/AAAAAAAAALw/76_VeDO3OyM/s72-c/IMG_7882_darkroom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-1328653799370872507</id><published>2009-12-07T00:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:00:01.458-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas!</title><content type='html'>When I was younger, I wanted to be just like my sister Susan. If she did it, I did it too--or at least I tried really really hard to. Sure we could fight like we hated each other, but then two minutes later, we were best friends again. Well, she just turned 30 (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;, I hope that wasn't a secret &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Suze&lt;/span&gt;), and although she wasn't exactly excited to hit the big 3-0, I think she makes 30 seem really cool, and really cool 30 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; celebrate their birthday in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. Sticking true to my younger days, I joined Sue, and one of my other sisters Michele in Vegas for the big celebration. We had such a great time, although it was only for a few days. Here are just a few of the highlights from the trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I have to mention that the &lt;a href="http://www.encorelasvegas.com/"&gt;Encore Wynn&lt;/a&gt; is an amazing hotel, and just so happens to be where country superstar Garth Brooks will be playing shows at for the next couple of years. If you ever get the chance to go to Vegas, I would HIGHLY recommend staying at this hotel. Absolutely STUNNING! It's very modern chic, and even if you're arriving in your "travel attire", you'll feel like a million dollars just walking through the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first photo, is just a little taste of what you'll see inside the Wynn resort. I really want the mosaic tiled floors in my house someday...or as a piece of art on the wall...there were many of those throughout the resort as well...again...stunning pieces of work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxrMubR8TrI/AAAAAAAAANA/LPFag-M1EU4/s1600-h/IMG_7752_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411863000208133810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxrMubR8TrI/AAAAAAAAANA/LPFag-M1EU4/s400/IMG_7752_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ate dinner at the hot on the scene, Asian-bistro restaurant &lt;a href="http://www.taorestaurant.com/lasvegas/"&gt;Tao &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas&lt;/a&gt;, located in The Venetian Hotel and Casino. The restaurant had a super cool vibe, and incredibly delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the chance of a Tao opening in Nashville is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Sxqg85ZH7mI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IykLH9zNzhE/s1600-h/IMG_7632_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411814870297865826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Sxqg85ZH7mI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IykLH9zNzhE/s400/IMG_7632_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took the photo above from the staircase that led to the Tao nightclub (also a really cool place, but my sisters and I didn't stay very long...we all had long day of traveling and wanted to hit the casino floor before going to bed). Which brings me to my next photo....proof that I won it big in Vegas. Ha, yea, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;riiiiiiggghhhhttt&lt;/span&gt;. If I remember correctly, I only started with $10 the first night, so I didn't do too badly. Thankfully, I didn't get too carried away with the gambling, and I don't think I'll have to call any 1-800-I-Have-A-Gambling-Problem number anytime soon. Unfortunately, I also didn't come back to Nashville with a fat wallet either. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxqhYtZR-1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/sWVRrvAHM54/s1600-h/IMG_7665_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411815348113636178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxqhYtZR-1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/sWVRrvAHM54/s400/IMG_7665_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had breakfast in Paris the next morning. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, not really Paris, France, but it sure felt like it! We ate at &lt;a href="http://www.monamigabi.com/"&gt;Mon Ami Gabi&lt;/a&gt; (a classic French bistro) and had fantastic quiche Lorraine, big skinny lemon pancakes, spinach and brie crepes, and cappuccino in a bowl (personally, I don't have the correct taste buds to enjoy cappuccino, but the bowl was super cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxrHfY8OODI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mkj9aorc1QA/s1600-h/IMG_7713_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411857244323985458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxrHfY8OODI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mkj9aorc1QA/s400/IMG_7713_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxrL0b4r3wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xUeIZs5KwbE/s1600-h/IMG_7733_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411862003938221826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxrL0b4r3wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xUeIZs5KwbE/s400/IMG_7733_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and of course when in Paris, you must see the Eiffel Tower! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Sxqn-EkTSkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ciiVoPNsP_E/s1600-h/IMG_7682_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411822587058801218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Sxqn-EkTSkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ciiVoPNsP_E/s400/IMG_7682_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the last day, after Michele left for the airport to fly back home, Sue and I had some time to kill before we had to leave, so we took another stroll on the strip, and I was able to get these last two shots. The first one is outside of the Venetian hotel, and the second is of the fountain show outside of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bellagio&lt;/span&gt; hotel (and yes, it really was like the fountain scene from "Ocean's Eleven"--I love that movie by the way). The fountain show was really spectacular...the water shoots practically just as tall as the hotel! It was amazing! I wasn't able to see the show at night, but I'm sure the sunset show is unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxqYt8hCrvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DRlq1WWZLEI/s1600-h/IMG_7810_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411805817345322738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxqYt8hCrvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DRlq1WWZLEI/s400/IMG_7810_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxqYtQSwhhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mIH1MJMkRD0/s1600-h/IMG_7861_darkroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411805805474252306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxqYtQSwhhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mIH1MJMkRD0/s400/IMG_7861_darkroom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas is one crazy city. I don't think I've ever used the phrase "this is ridiculous!" more at one time than I did that weekend. Now I know why they call it "Sin City", and I'm happy to say, that I in no way, contributed to it's sinful reputation. I'd probably go back to Vegas only once more, but that's about it for this sweet and innocent girl! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think Sue had a great 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday...I mean, hello, I was there to celebrate it with her, of course it was going to be a great birthday. Happy (belated) birthday again &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Suze&lt;/span&gt;...I love you so very much, and I can't wait to be 30....just like you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-1328653799370872507?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/1328653799370872507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=1328653799370872507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1328653799370872507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1328653799370872507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/12/viva-las-vegas.html' title='Viva Las Vegas!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SxrMubR8TrI/AAAAAAAAANA/LPFag-M1EU4/s72-c/IMG_7752_darkroom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-8994931946038241959</id><published>2009-11-15T05:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T05:30:00.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal'/><title type='text'>Fall Back into Color (Multi)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the final installment of my F.B.I.C. series, I present to you....&lt;br /&gt;the multi-colored photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this post, I encourage you to sit back, relax, and just take it all in.....kind of like what I was doing when I took the photos...except, you'll be in a much more comfortable position, and probably won't get a stiff neck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvmlNUxvMbI/AAAAAAAAALI/uHy-7IXJ5XY/s1600-h/IMG_7543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402530876341825970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvmlNUxvMbI/AAAAAAAAALI/uHy-7IXJ5XY/s400/IMG_7543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Although the next photo is in a softer focus, I love the way it works with the pastel colors in the background. Sometimes, the "oopsie" photos become some of my favorites. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90cTNtHqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M2lFyMuT-Ss/s1600-h/IMG_7539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662507783429794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90cTNtHqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M2lFyMuT-Ss/s400/IMG_7539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90cP-wdEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CpH6TaJgpUM/s1600-h/IMG_7534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662506915427394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90cP-wdEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CpH6TaJgpUM/s400/IMG_7534.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here are a few photos with the red and green combination...just incase you're the type of person who likes to get in the Christmas spirit before Thanksgiving comes. Personally, I am not that type of person (no offense to you if you are that type of person)---&lt;br /&gt;but the color combo still caught my eye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90b8kggKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/r1wV0Y2w28k/s1600-h/IMG_7549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662501705056418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90b8kggKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/r1wV0Y2w28k/s400/IMG_7549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90bfOvYwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/T31t7vKpLFk/s1600-h/IMG_7551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662493829128962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90bfOvYwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/T31t7vKpLFk/s400/IMG_7551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there it is....my first series. What do you all think of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving tomorrow for a long weekend in "Sin City." I'm hoping that I can get some great photos while I'm there, and if all goes well, I should be coming home with enough money to go buy some more gear, and hopefully have some left over to put into savings. One thing is for sure though...I'm going to make sure my sister has an awesome 30th birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-8994931946038241959?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/8994931946038241959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=8994931946038241959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/8994931946038241959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/8994931946038241959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-multi.html' title='Fall Back into Color (Multi)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvmlNUxvMbI/AAAAAAAAALI/uHy-7IXJ5XY/s72-c/IMG_7543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-5298902881215190276</id><published>2009-11-13T05:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T05:30:00.503-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erin&apos;s Food Files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Special Announcement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I interrupt the previously scheduled series finale post to bring you a special announcement! I baked. Yup, that's right, I baked...cupcakes. Hmmm, what's the special occasion you ask? Well it's my dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.erinsfoodfiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin's&lt;/a&gt; birthday! Oh, did I mention she is having a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;birthday giveaway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for YOU on &lt;a href="http://www.erinsfoodfiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;? There, I just did---so make sure you go&lt;br /&gt;check it out AFTER you're done reading my post. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvzflaHSSXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L9YH3fd3HqE/s1600-h/IMG_7588ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403439486695786866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvzflaHSSXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L9YH3fd3HqE/s400/IMG_7588ps.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who know me well, you know that when I think of a kitchen, I don't think of it as a place where food is prepared, but more of a place where food is stored and eaten. I'm certainly not as good at preparing delicious meals as the birthday girl is, but every once in a while I get the itch to really make good use of my kitchen. I really do love my small kitchen (I think the granite counter tops really make me feel like a gourmet chef or something crazy like that) and I believe my culinary skills have greatly improved over the past year.&lt;br /&gt;These cupcakes certainly prove that theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvzhBRJ1-0I/AAAAAAAAALo/DwY2gqjfDWA/s1600-h/IMG_7578ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403441064838560578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvzhBRJ1-0I/AAAAAAAAALo/DwY2gqjfDWA/s400/IMG_7578ps.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although these cupcakes weren't made from scratch they could have easily been passed off as if they were. What can I say, I'm a huge fan of convenience...just ask my George Foreman grill. The birthday girl is a huge fan of pumpkin (who isn't?!?), and I knew that she would love these Pumpkin Spice Cream Cheese cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;(thanks Jamie for recommending that I make this recipe!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Svzfl7E6tqI/AAAAAAAAALY/fMp34QEU5Lc/s1600-h/IMG_7567ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403439495544223394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Svzfl7E6tqI/AAAAAAAAALY/fMp34QEU5Lc/s400/IMG_7567ps.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to revise &lt;a href="http://www.kraftfoods.com/kf/recipes/pumpkin-cream-cupcakes-114682.aspx"&gt;the recipe&lt;/a&gt; to my preferences, because I'm still trying to be good about the "bad" food I eat. Therefore, I made some substitutions of ingredients. For example, I used applesauce instead of vegetable oil for the cake mix, I used low-fat cream cheese instead of the full-monte kind of cream cheese, I also cut the sugar in half (trust me, it's plenty sweet enough!), and I went real light with the frosting (thanks Betty Crocker Whipped Cream Cheese frosting from a can). And yes, I am the guilty party who took a couple of bites out of this sweet treat before I had breakfast! Yikes, don't tell my mom! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvzhBE0mCJI/AAAAAAAAALg/QAl-uSOuybI/s1600-h/IMG_7584ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403441061528209554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvzhBE0mCJI/AAAAAAAAALg/QAl-uSOuybI/s400/IMG_7584ps.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, cheers to you Erin! I hope you enjoy being 26 as much as I have so far. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Up next, the series finale of Fall Back into Color....for real this time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-5298902881215190276?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/5298902881215190276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=5298902881215190276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/5298902881215190276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/5298902881215190276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/special-announcement.html' title='Special Announcement!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvzflaHSSXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L9YH3fd3HqE/s72-c/IMG_7588ps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-234836081050710266</id><published>2009-11-11T05:30:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T05:30:01.092-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal'/><title type='text'>Fall Back into Color (Purple)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the post that almost didn't happen, and I'll tell you why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already taken the shots I wanted of the some of the other fall colors (i.e. &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-brown.html"&gt;brown/yellow&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-orange.html"&gt;orange&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-red.html"&gt;red&lt;/a&gt;), and I was on the hunt for a dark purple tree to give me a good balance of bright colors and dark colors. I knew there was a purple tree near in the complex, but as I was walking around and saw it from a distance, it was totally in the shade and I was all bummed out because I thought it wouldn't make for very good lighting. Then, I snapped back into the creative side of my brain, and told myself that I needed to get closer because things always look different from a different perspective right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon further investigation, I found that although most of the tree was in fact in the shade, there was a streaming beam of sunlight that was poking through the upper canopy of the tree, and creating a magnificent back-light, and therefore making these leaves absolutely glow! I was so excited, I felt like I had just won money (which is in no way what I have on my brain right now as I think about my upcoming trip to Vegas....yes, I know I have high expectations!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399661711653007730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zt9Za8XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XzroaUxt2_8/s400/IMG_7527.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I admit, I did a teeny-tiny bit of tweeking in Photoshop for the next two photos.&lt;br /&gt;They were a little bit on the dark side, which I still really liked,&lt;br /&gt;but just the slightest adjustment made a big difference. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402507664544898130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvmQGOGGHFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/JZYB_ZE3V0I/s400/IMG_7525ps.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;If anyone knows what kind of tree this is, please let me know. I absolutely love the heart shaped leaves on it--especially with the red and purple coloring. I could totally see myself owning a tree like this someday......someday.......when I become a homeowner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvmRME9ze3I/AAAAAAAAALA/SltvYM3EiA4/s1600-h/IMG_7524ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402508864685046642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SvmRME9ze3I/AAAAAAAAALA/SltvYM3EiA4/s400/IMG_7524ps.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So there it is ladies and gentlemen...the second to last post in F.B.I.C. series.&lt;br /&gt;Coming up....the series finale!! Oh the anticipation!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-234836081050710266?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/234836081050710266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=234836081050710266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/234836081050710266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/234836081050710266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-purple.html' title='Fall Back into Color (Purple)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zt9Za8XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XzroaUxt2_8/s72-c/IMG_7527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-6541103691914808835</id><published>2009-11-08T05:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:14:01.002-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal'/><title type='text'>Fall Back into Color (Red)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, ladies and gentlemen, for my next trick---uh, I mean, for my third featured color of the Fall Back into Color series--- and by popular demand....is RED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red is one of my absolute favorite colors! You can say, I pretty much *heart* red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, a moment for me to tell you a sad, but true (and yet amusing) story...&lt;br /&gt;For a short time in my life, I didn't wear any red clothing due to a traumatic experience in elementary school, involving a boy that I really liked, and my favorite red sweatshirt. Needless to say, he apparently didn't like me back very much, and when he yelled out "Hey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-aid" (in reference to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-aid man)...I was humiliated! I never wore that sweatshirt to school again. After that day, grey and navy blue became my favorite colors to wear to school. Well...those days are long gone, and not only is red one of my most worn colors, but I now wear it with pride. And no, I don't answer to the name of "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-aid." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90AKsXFOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IXhDXH9ZQ1E/s1600-h/IMG_7546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662024459752674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90AKsXFOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IXhDXH9ZQ1E/s400/IMG_7546.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does my "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-aid" story relate to my F.B.I.C. photos you ask? It really doesn't, but I guess I thought of it because of fall being the start of a new school year, and when I thought of school and the color of red, I thought of that instance. Although I really should have told you about how my college colors were red and black (Go Mansfield University!) and how it made for one good looking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uniform (well, minus the pleated skirt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9z_8uJKgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7YvUjhALPKc/s1600-h/IMG_7537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662020709132802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9z_8uJKgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7YvUjhALPKc/s400/IMG_7537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I see the color red now, three words that come to my mind are: love, passion, and life. These are definitely words that describe me and my photography. I love to be able to capture moments that go by so quickly in a split second, and hold on to those memories forever...in fact, I'm very passionate about trying to catch every moment...no matter how big or small, serious or silly it may be---they are all, in some shape or form, important moments in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9z_ROOMFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/sXtkLurKRbA/s1600-h/IMG_7545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662009032519762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9z_ROOMFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/sXtkLurKRbA/s400/IMG_7545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to see part 1 of this series, please go &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-brown.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Then, go &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-orange.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see part two. &lt;br /&gt;This post was part three (just incase you're keeping track).&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for part four! &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/6192576955371091076-6541103691914808835?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/6541103691914808835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=6541103691914808835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/6541103691914808835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/6541103691914808835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-red.html' title='Fall Back into Color (Red)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su90AKsXFOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IXhDXH9ZQ1E/s72-c/IMG_7546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-410469237327090312</id><published>2009-11-06T05:00:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:29:18.894-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal'/><title type='text'>Fall Back into Color (Orange)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaves are autumn's version of snowflakes---they both fall, and there are no two that are exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The veins of the leaves remind me of a fingerprint. As I sit here in the dark, with nothing but the light from my laptop shining on my hands, I admit that my hands have a really odd resemblance to the photo below with all of the little lines on my knuckles and on my palms. Then I remind myself that yes, winter really is right around the corner, and that I really should put some more lotion on to help keep my skin looking baby soft---something that I have a hard time keeping up with every single winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, enough talk about winter already....I'm here to celebrate fall! Who's with me?! To help take the cool chill out of the air, let me help warm you up by presenting my fire-orange leaves in this second part of my series. So congrats to you if you predicted that the second featured color of the series is orange! If you missed the first part of the series, check it out &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-brown.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zYTxGhJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/k8DXA9VvdNA/s1600-h/IMG_7517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399661339700790418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zYTxGhJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/k8DXA9VvdNA/s400/IMG_7517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I absolutely LOVE the way the golden color of these leaves pop against the blue sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please note that none of the photos from the Fall Back into Color series have been retouched in any way. I try to stay true to my blog title, and show you what really I see, "through Kristen's viewfinder."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zYElpOwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ipjoJiZcgk0/s1600-h/IMG_7501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399661335626201858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zYElpOwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ipjoJiZcgk0/s400/IMG_7501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next photo reminds me of a large wave--I'm thinking Hawaii style of waves. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt; yes, the warm water splashing on a sun-soaked beach---that thought alone helps to make me feel all warm and cozy. I'm pretty sure waves rank right up there with the fingerprints, the snowflakes, and the leaves when it comes to each one having it's own identity. It doesn't matter how different they all are from one another, they still have one thing in common...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're all beautiful small pieces of nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zX8QTSQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/m1Y2XuMTx_4/s1600-h/IMG_7520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399661333389199618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zX8QTSQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/m1Y2XuMTx_4/s400/IMG_7520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure we've all been guilty of being in too much of a rush in our everyday lives to stop and enjoy the simple changes that go on around us. So the next time you smell the aroma of wet leaves, or hear the crunching of leaves under your feet when you walk...look up or look down, and just take a minute or two to enjoy the beauty of fall, because winter is peering around the corner, just waiting to make an entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to check back soon to see what part 3 of the series will include. Any thoughts about what the next featured color will be? &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-brown.html"&gt;Brown&lt;/a&gt; has already been done, and now you know it won't be orange. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-410469237327090312?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/410469237327090312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=410469237327090312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/410469237327090312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/410469237327090312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-orange.html' title='Fall Back into Color (Orange)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9zYTxGhJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/k8DXA9VvdNA/s72-c/IMG_7517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-6048385788862615816</id><published>2009-11-04T05:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T05:00:06.903-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal'/><title type='text'>Fall Back into Color (Brown)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After having such a busy few months, I was finally able to find some time this past weekend (an extra hour to be exact, thanks to the end of Daylight Saving Time) and I was inspired by all of the beautiful fall colors around Nashville to catch up on some much needed shooting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, without further ado, here's part one of my first series posting....featuring the colors of yellow and brown--perfect for autumn don't you think?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9vKTqbrpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6gnOKw4itNs/s1600-h/IMG_7505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399656701108137618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9vKTqbrpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6gnOKw4itNs/s400/IMG_7505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I didn't have to go far to find these beauties--they're literally in my backyard (technically, around the parking lot of my apartment complex, but whatever, you get the point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9vKBAzjxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Vca5tLoQmg8/s1600-h/IMG_7508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399656696101703442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9vKBAzjxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Vca5tLoQmg8/s400/IMG_7508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should have taken them a few weeks ago seeing as how most of the trees are no longer dressed in their colorful wardrobes. All things considered, I felt like I had found some real gems once the photoshoot was done. I'm going to consider these photos more in the citrine family, which just so happens to be the November birthstone of one of my favorite people in the whole wide world---&lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/07/sisterly-love-in-bean-town.html"&gt;Miss Susan&lt;/a&gt; who will soon be celebrating a very special birthday (and yes, you can fully expect photos of that very special occassion after it happens).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9vJ-N2DeI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZibRAIzotDA/s1600-h/IMG_7447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399656695351086562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9vJ-N2DeI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZibRAIzotDA/s400/IMG_7447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what color will be featured in part 2 of the Fall Back into Color series? Stay tuned to find out if you are correct!&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/6192576955371091076-6048385788862615816?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/6048385788862615816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=6048385788862615816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/6048385788862615816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/6048385788862615816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back-into-color-brown.html' title='Fall Back into Color (Brown)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su9vKTqbrpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6gnOKw4itNs/s72-c/IMG_7505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-8179523064331400872</id><published>2009-11-02T22:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:00:02.868-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sporting events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography competition'/><title type='text'>A Winning Photo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm finally back! I know it's been almost two long months now since my last post...shame on me. But geesh, what a busy few months it's been! First, I was sick most of September (no, not with the H1N1 virus, but instead a nasty kidney infection). Then suddenly, it was October, which I'm pretty sure ranks as one of the busiest months for me so far this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered my first (but certainly not my last) photography contest at one of the local Oktoberfest celebrations, and WON 3rd place in the Sports &amp;amp; Action category! The winning photo is one of my very first photos taken with my Rebel almost a year ago. Personally, it's one of my favorite photos....and not just because my cute boyfriend is the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su-bp0KAzRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/19ywt0Ap1gI/s1600-h/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399705620918095122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su-bp0KAzRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/19ywt0Ap1gI/s400/IMG_0421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell from the photo, I'm very proud of my accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399705615146731410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su-bpeqAx5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MaTvBPsCZhc/s400/Oktoberfest+winner.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the following photo, I also entered photos from the &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/06/code-blue.html"&gt;Code Blue&lt;/a&gt; post, &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/08/ulrika-my-love.html"&gt;Ulrika, My Love &lt;/a&gt;post, &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/07/sisterly-love-in-bean-town.html"&gt;Sisterly Love in Beantown&lt;/a&gt; (the photoshopped portrait), and &lt;a href="http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-post.html"&gt;My First Post&lt;/a&gt;, into other various categories at the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su-bqLeuQ8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/EBota97EgrM/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399705627178976194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su-bqLeuQ8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/EBota97EgrM/s400/067.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned because I have lots of great photos coming this week---and it's my very first series posting! I'm so excited and I just can't hide it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-8179523064331400872?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/8179523064331400872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=8179523064331400872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/8179523064331400872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/8179523064331400872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/11/winning-photo.html' title='A Winning Photo!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/Su-bp0KAzRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/19ywt0Ap1gI/s72-c/IMG_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-697585886024276608</id><published>2009-09-04T12:35:00.044-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:41:30.257-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sporting events'/><title type='text'>Drivers, start your engines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFWpqTJm5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JvXGlGOLn-g/s1600-h/IMG_7150PScropped+copyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377674703786318738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFWpqTJm5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JvXGlGOLn-g/s400/IMG_7150PScropped+copyright.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to mention that I'm not much of a race fan, but it's something that my hunny, Donald, dearly loves (and dreams of being a professional driver), and therefore, I tolerate attending a race every once in a while with him. These photos are from the Champion Racing Association Series (CRA) Budweiser 150--Presented by The Kyle Busch Foundation, at the Nashville Fairgrounds Speedway. Thankfully, Mr. Canon Rebel, a set of earplugs, &lt;a href="http://www.kylebusch.com/"&gt;a NASCAR driver (Kyle Busch)&lt;/a&gt;, and a teenage lady racer, made it much more enjoyable for me to watch with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFR0sd2eLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qXEO4mxWVGg/s1600-h/IMG_7162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377669395788495026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFR0sd2eLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qXEO4mxWVGg/s400/IMG_7162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to cheer on &lt;a href="http://www.johannalong.com/About_Jo.html"&gt;Johanna Long&lt;/a&gt;, because not only was she the only female driver in a field of males, but I'm not exactly a Kyle Busch fan, especially after his &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/nascar/blog/from_the_marbles/post/Kyle-Busch-accepts-lovely-guitar-trophy-then-sm?urn=nascar,168533"&gt;antics&lt;/a&gt; from a recent victory he had here in Music City. Johanna Long is the driver of the #10 car, shown below, &lt;a href="http://www.johannalong.com/News/2009/CRA_Nashville_recap_8_25.html"&gt;leading&lt;/a&gt; Kyle Busch around the track like he's a sad little puppy. If I remember correctly, she is only 16 years old. I must say, I was pretty impressed with her racing skills, although, I have no idea what makes a good race car driver...crossing the finish line first I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFR1DXzzgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/K9whnmEOkJQ/s1600-h/IMG_7290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377669401937169922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFR1DXzzgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/K9whnmEOkJQ/s400/IMG_7290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle Busch didn't finish the race that day. Apparently something needed to be fixed on his car during the last few laps. It was fun using my telephoto lens as my binoculars that day though so I could get a closer look at what his pit crew was doing to try and "fix" the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFR1mrJTtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/y3th7gnDvmw/s1600-h/IMG_7314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377669411413511890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFR1mrJTtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/y3th7gnDvmw/s400/IMG_7314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-697585886024276608?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/697585886024276608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=697585886024276608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/697585886024276608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/697585886024276608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/09/drivers-start-your-engines.html' title='Drivers, start your engines!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SqFWpqTJm5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JvXGlGOLn-g/s72-c/IMG_7150PScropped+copyright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-3697404850219079573</id><published>2009-08-26T12:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:59:07.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulrika'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guiding Eyes for the Blind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volunteering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Ulrika, my love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRqxNHWuUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rJoMYd3HnW4/s1600-h/IMG_7027PScopyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374037648926488898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRqxNHWuUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rJoMYd3HnW4/s400/IMG_7027PScopyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone, please meet Ulrika. Ulrika, please meet everyone.&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't already know, Ulrika (pronounced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ul&lt;/span&gt;-Ree-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;) is one of the loves of my life. Who knew that a furry, 60 pound, slobbery little girl would take hold so tightly of my heart and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rika&lt;/span&gt; is a very special canine, not only because she's my "daughter" but because she was born with a special purpose in life. Ulrika was born in The Netherlands to a black lab mom, and a white Swiss shepherd dad (yes, she looks very much like her daddy, but with her mother's eyes). She then traveled to America at twelve weeks old with only one of her brothers. Once in America, they traveled to the &lt;a href="http://www.guidingeyes.org/site/PageServer"&gt;Guiding Eyes for the Blind&lt;/a&gt; (GEB) facility in New York where they would start their new journey to become a partner for someone who has a visual impairment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRlmHBbhlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZMV7-FS7XoA/s1600-h/IMG_7034PScopyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374031960754325074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRlmHBbhlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZMV7-FS7XoA/s400/IMG_7034PScopyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRllnUw3II/AAAAAAAAAFY/Cnye7w3yl8o/s1600-h/IMG_7027PS.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few days later, Ulrika and I met, and I never have believed in love at first sight--until I met her. I had the honor of caring for, loving, training, and being the person to give Ulrika a start at being the best Guide Dog she could be. I was a &lt;a href="http://volunteer.guidingeyes.org/bin/homepage"&gt;volunteer&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://volunteer.guidingeyes.org/bin/manpage?0+3"&gt;puppy raiser&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GEB&lt;/span&gt;, and although I never would have thought it at the time, but puppy raising, and Ulrika, had changed my life...forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374038937538032930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRr8NkSdSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hyAvLIq7wA4/s400/IMG_7059PScopyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the time that Ulrika was a year old, I got a new job and relocated to Tennessee. Unfortunately, GEB doesn't have a puppy raising region in Tennessee, so I no longer could raise puppies for that organization, and therefore Ulrika couldn't come with me. I had to leave her in the care of another puppy raiser (who gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rika&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; care I could have asked for) until it was time for Ulrika to go back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GEB's&lt;/span&gt; facilities to finish guide dog training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374038925685495298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRr7habFgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sHUmgVFu5Rk/s400/IMG_7052PScopyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ulrika spent a few months at "school" and was only a few weeks from graduating the program, when I got a call saying that she had suffered a seizure and was being medically released from the program. Then I was asked if I would like to adopt her. Well that was a no-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt;, and later that week I was driving 16 hours one-way from Nashville to Patterson, NY to pick up my little girl--this time, for good. Ulrika was coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRsVgYldpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UWaNIJQotwk/s1600-h/IMG_7099copyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374039372085950098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRsVgYldpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UWaNIJQotwk/s400/IMG_7099copyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was almost 3 years ago now, and Ulrika will be celebrating her 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday on November 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully, her seizure at school seems to have been a one-time thing, and since she's been back with me, there hasn't been any known seizure activity from her. However, I do still take extra precautions with her (as you can see by her proudly wearing her life-jacket), especially when exercising, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; she suddenly has one hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRr8pBtcbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Z9ptA_kjNpc/s1600-h/IMG_7111PScopyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374038944909193650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRr8pBtcbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Z9ptA_kjNpc/s400/IMG_7111PScopyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulrika is the best fetcher you'll ever meet! I'm thinking about entering her into competitions actually, as I know that she still has the work ethic in her and would LOVE to be able to be a "professional fetcher." Now that the summer will soon be coming to an end, I've been trying to get her to the lake as much as possible so she can swim...she LOVES the water and has really taken an interest in ducks (go figure, she is part Lab after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my girl. I have another at home--her name is Stealer, she's my boyfriend's dog and she's not nearly as much of a ham to the camera as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Rika&lt;/span&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;Let this serve as your warning that you will see more of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rika&lt;/span&gt; in future posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-3697404850219079573?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/3697404850219079573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=3697404850219079573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/3697404850219079573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/3697404850219079573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/08/ulrika-my-love.html' title='Ulrika, my love.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpRqxNHWuUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rJoMYd3HnW4/s72-c/IMG_7027PScopyright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-2946482880573781572</id><published>2009-08-25T13:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:04:49.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sporting events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><title type='text'>Code Blue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't really understand football, but the aggressive, hard-hitting side of my personality has really taken a liking to the game recently. I'm trying to learn the ways of the game, but I still don't understand many of the rules or strategies. One thing is for certain though--I'm a &lt;a href="http://www.titansonline.com/"&gt;Tennessee Titan &lt;/a&gt;fan! When I hear "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Touchdoowwwwnnnn&lt;/span&gt; Titans!", one would think that I was one of the Titan's cheerleaders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of the upcoming 2009 football season, and the Tennessee Titan's 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary, I'd like to give a little background information as to what the Titans were able to accomplish last season, and how it relates to the beautiful photos below. (Skip to photos now if you're not interested in football, or my reasoning for taking these shots, and you just want to look at "pretty pictures"). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last season, the Titans made it to the NFL playoffs (second round to be exact) and were reaching for a chance at playing in--and hopefully winning--the Superbowl. While on their journey to the playoffs, the Titans, and Nashville, were spotlighted as the home team in a Monday Night Football game against the Indianapolis Colts. It was Tennessee's first home Monday Night Football game in almost 5 years, so it was kind of a big deal here in Music City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Titan pride was everywhere and Code Blue was in full force! Flags were flying on car windows, people were covered in blue body-paint, and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shelby_Street_Bridge"&gt;Shelby Street Pedestrian Bridge&lt;/a&gt; in downtown Nashville temporarily turned the lights blue for some incredible and rare, photo ops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigJlNFt88I/AAAAAAAAABw/TKYPKLBBDkw/s1600-h/IMG_4002_8x10+copyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343531492648547266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigJlNFt88I/AAAAAAAAABw/TKYPKLBBDkw/s320/IMG_4002_8x10+copyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigJgonbN1I/AAAAAAAAABo/6jSb-gXzq70/s1600-h/IMG_4024_8x10+copyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343531414138337106" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigJgonbN1I/AAAAAAAAABo/6jSb-gXzq70/s320/IMG_4024_8x10+copyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigJo-D3jJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nqV4Zs2colI/s1600-h/IMG_3982_8x10+copyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343531557333732498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigJo-D3jJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nqV4Zs2colI/s320/IMG_3982_8x10+copyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm very pleased with the way the photos turned out--it definitely made the 30 degree weather, and brisk wind, totally worth it! Unfortunately, the Titans didn't reach the Superbowl last season, but hopefully we can get there this season!! GO TITANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigIq9NPafI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dOVgWsRbAIk/s1600-h/IMG_3982_8x10+copyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-2946482880573781572?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/2946482880573781572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=2946482880573781572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/2946482880573781572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/2946482880573781572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/06/code-blue.html' title='Code Blue!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SigJlNFt88I/AAAAAAAAABw/TKYPKLBBDkw/s72-c/IMG_4002_8x10+copyright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-2116832471054588523</id><published>2009-07-21T07:55:00.061-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:12:20.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sporting events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transportation'/><title type='text'>UPDATED: Sisterly love in Bean Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361260014649966642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcFlAG3gDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ag1xG3Jr0Xg/s400/IMG_6583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the July 4th holiday (Happy belated birthday America!) I met up with 2 of my 4 siblings in Boston. &lt;a href="http://westenddc.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Michele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; the sister on the left, used to live in Bean Town (if anyone is looking for a realtor in the &lt;a href="http://westenddc.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Washington D.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; area, check out her site &lt;a href="http://www.westenddc.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WestEndDC.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) and in her many years of living there, can you believe I never once visited?! Shame on me! Really though, I was in high school and college, and unfortunately vacations didn't exactly exist for me back then. Thankfully, I was finally able to enjoy another fun vacation with two of the best sisters (and yes, we all have the same parents) a girl could ask for. Susan, or "the one that looks like me" as I have been known to refer to her as when describing which one of my 3 sisters she is, flew in from Denver to meet up with us! Sue had a new hair color (which I love by the way!) and according to my sisters, my hair looks darker than it usually does, although I haven't done anything to it. However, after seeing us in the photo above, I suddenly look like a red-head! Which really is ok with me...I like the color, but it's just interesting how suddenly it's changed? Anyway, that photo shows us at dinner before we started chowing down on some delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally had a few pictures posted here, that showed my sisters and I indulging in dessert, however, I changed my mind about leaving them on my post, and decided to keep them in my personal photo file for blackmail later in life, or for when someone gets married, and I can pull out the photos of my sisters first love---chocolate eclairs....mmmmm hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I decided that I could leave at least one photo of our pig-out-fest here....I figured that I'm probably the only one that would be embarrassed by this photo...and surprisingly, I'm really not. But then, I'm the kind of girl that eats buffalo wings at a restaurant and wipes my face AFTER I'm completely done eating. I have manners, really I do...but sometimes, good food gets in the way of me and those lady-like manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361260006074316306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcFkgKRdhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VwIuuzO7VKU/s400/IMG_2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at me shoving the eclair in my mouth...disgusting. And no, I don't believe I actually stopped to breathe. &lt;p align="center"&gt;During our trip, we did and saw more things than I can mention here in this post...but here are a few highlights from the trip.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw the Red Sox play the Seattle Mariners....unfortunately, there wasn't much to celebrate in Boston after the game. But don't they look good standing there in their uniforms? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361263111899746210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcIZSQwj6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_WiW7RA6q2w/s400/IMG_6623.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And I couldn't tell you who is actually at bat in this photo...but I'm lovin' this shot, and it has nothing to do with the guy in the #3 shirt, or the ref for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW-KXiZcTI/AAAAAAAAADY/ECHlzaSJ41s/s1600-h/IMG_6644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360900016780702002" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW-KXiZcTI/AAAAAAAAADY/ECHlzaSJ41s/s400/IMG_6644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before we saw the fireworks over the Boston Harbor, it was a good time to have a fun photoshoot with some great models. Plus, I needed practice with my flash....I've had it for about two months now, and yet, still haven't actually read the manual that came with it. Whoopsie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361263116721019042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcIZkOPWKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/26sOCvA4NaY/s400/IMG_6749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361263120358241442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcIZxxa9KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/B9-1wgnM5Lg/s400/IMG_6757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't get any photos of the fireworks. The bridge was sooooo crowded with people, and honestly, I just wanted to be able to "enjoy" them this time around. I'll get 'em the next time I'm in Boston for the 4th though.....which I'm sure will happen again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just walking down the street when I grabbed this shot of the John Hancock Tower. Simple? Yes. But sometimes those make for some of the best photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361263945177436450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcJJydpESI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nqeJW7zQ5FQ/s400/IMG_6779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then there's our little ride on the Swan Boat, where Sue took this self-portrait, and then I had some fun with it in Photoshop (which is another thing that I'm trying to get more experience with). So here's the before photo..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361260011123779202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcFky-KJoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4tLLz1n-rqk/s400/IMG_2667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and then the after photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW-J6rI28I/AAAAAAAAADI/D2TIaTbyRpQ/s1600-h/IMG_2667_photoshopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360900009032735682" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW-J6rI28I/AAAAAAAAADI/D2TIaTbyRpQ/s400/IMG_2667_photoshopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, my viewfinder is the screen on my Blackberry. If only my Rebel was as small as my Blackberry, and if I could fit it in my pocket, I totally would. And sometimes, I see things that are totally photo-worthy, and all I have is my camera phone. Which was the case in the next few photos. It was my last day in Boston, and Michele and I were out for an early morning walk before catching our flights back to D.C. and Nashville. Not too shabby for a camera phone eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH260xB4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vNNNKJfvsPA/s1600-h/sunriseinBoston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364710589957474178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH260xB4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vNNNKJfvsPA/s400/sunriseinBoston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH2iUrC-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/iWCvtcVkCCE/s1600-h/bostonskylinex2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364710583380413410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH2iUrC-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/iWCvtcVkCCE/s400/bostonskylinex2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH1yBYkxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gBlVl3j43Iw/s1600-h/threeboats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364710570414609170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH1yBYkxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gBlVl3j43Iw/s400/threeboats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH1Q991lI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ftjAnqsdxXI/s1600-h/lonelyboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364710561541903954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SnNH1Q991lI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ftjAnqsdxXI/s400/lonelyboat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6192576955371091076-2116832471054588523?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/2116832471054588523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=2116832471054588523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/2116832471054588523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/2116832471054588523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/07/sisterly-love-in-bean-town.html' title='UPDATED: Sisterly love in Bean Town'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmcFlAG3gDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ag1xG3Jr0Xg/s72-c/IMG_6583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-1446711656455369192</id><published>2009-07-21T07:25:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:31:36.784-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Flower Power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;**Update: This post is dedicated to my friend Jamie who is currently ill and in the hospital. Jamie, just imagine these flowers in a vase in your hospital room. I hope this post has brightened your day! I love you and I hope you get well soon!!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything really wise to say today (at least not yet...it's too early in the morning). I just haven't blogged in a while (sorry, it's been a busy month!) and thought that I better get back into the swing of things. So...for now, enjoy these photos I took of the flowers that I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; growing.....before, I accidentally killed them all. I'm not sure how, but they sure don't look like this anymore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW6YG5XbDI/AAAAAAAAADA/As0d5ImoOqo/s1600-h/IMG_6533_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360895854785293362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW6YG5XbDI/AAAAAAAAADA/As0d5ImoOqo/s400/IMG_6533_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW5IERONXI/AAAAAAAAACw/cSKyG_r29DA/s1600-h/IMG_6516_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360894479690511730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW5IERONXI/AAAAAAAAACw/cSKyG_r29DA/s400/IMG_6516_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't grow this rose...but thanks to Publix grocery store, I was still able to enjoy it's beauty in my home. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW0mB8GAAI/AAAAAAAAACg/y0TbD3_5Bjw/s1600-h/IMG_6284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360889496902959106" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW0mB8GAAI/AAAAAAAAACg/y0TbD3_5Bjw/s400/IMG_6284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW5IZiCngI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rL4BtcQbLck/s1600-h/IMG_6523_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360894485398199810" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW5IZiCngI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rL4BtcQbLck/s400/IMG_6523_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW5HoRIApI/AAAAAAAAACo/3pmABikggFg/s1600-h/IMG_6513_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360894472173912722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW5HoRIApI/AAAAAAAAACo/3pmABikggFg/s400/IMG_6513_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I'll be back with more photos and blogs (hopefully, I'll have something good to say next time, but if not, please just enjoy the photos....there, that's my disclaimer) and I promise you won't have to wait 4 more weeks for another post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-1446711656455369192?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/1446711656455369192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=1446711656455369192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1446711656455369192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1446711656455369192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/07/flower-power.html' title='Flower Power!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SmW6YG5XbDI/AAAAAAAAADA/As0d5ImoOqo/s72-c/IMG_6533_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-4751954704201680512</id><published>2009-06-11T12:30:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:15:36.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I Play with my Food.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not only is food fun to eat, but it's fun to play with, and of course, shoot photos of. It's even better if you can combine the three---especially, when you have something as special and as fun as dog-bone shaped birthday cookies, made with love (at least, I hope they were!) by a great friend who recognizes my passion for just about everything dog-related. And of course, the fact that she remembered my birthday (April 3...incase anyone is wondering) is an added bonus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love my birthday, and although I don't always expect presents, I of course accept presents without any problem. So I was super excited to find a gift on my chair at work the morning of my birthday. Yup, I was already a giddy little girl...ok ok, 26 year old young woman. I opened my gift bag, where I found part one of my present---a dog-bone cookie cutter! Wow, did this ever add to the giddy-ness! I've been wanting a dog-bone cookie cutter for a while, but just haven't found one yet. It's something that I don't really think about when I'm in the kitchen aisle of a department store or whatever. And then, I opened part two of my gift...homemade, dog-bone shaped cookies covered in sprinkles!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I was overwhelmed with giddy-ness at this point! I was so excited, and felt like a birthday girl should---very special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGLfe3WB9I/AAAAAAAAACA/3uo8PuUmE6o/s1600-h/mmmm+cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346207605642889170" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGLfe3WB9I/AAAAAAAAACA/3uo8PuUmE6o/s320/mmmm+cookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my friend (I will refer to her as "Erin") who made the cookies, has a food blog, and I knew that this would be a perfect opportunity to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.) practice my photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.) practice with the new external flash I had just purchased for myself...*cue music*...happy birthday to me...happy birthday to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.) give her some shots to use for &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.) PLAY WITH MY FOOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGMA2CrTcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ukVXnYPjgfI/s1600-h/second+favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346208178800119234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGMA2CrTcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ukVXnYPjgfI/s320/second+favorite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few weeks ago, Erin told me that she had submitted a photo of the cookies to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jugalbandi.info/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; website's food photo event of the month (May 2009). The subject was cookies. The photo below got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jugalbandi.info/2009/06/click-cookies-the-winners-are/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9th place overall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (out of 66)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGL0Q0VPlI/AAAAAAAAACI/CzkmYYKdFeU/s1600-h/my+favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346207962649411154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGL0Q0VPlI/AAAAAAAAACI/CzkmYYKdFeU/s320/my+favorite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I say, yippee! Looks like the photoshoot was a success that night! :) The theme this month is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jugalbandi.info/2009/05/click-june-2009-stacks/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"stacks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ....I'm still trying to find the perfect subject for this one. Be on the lookout for updates on this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to try to make these amazing cookies, you can find the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://erinsfoodfiles.blogspot.com/2009/04/chocolate-roll-out-cookies.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://erinsfoodfiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Erin's Food Files &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Oh, and please keep in mind that she is much more critical of food than I am. Although, she doesn't think these cookies were "earth-shattering" delicious....I think they were fantastic! Feel free to let me know what you think of my photos, and let her know what you think of the recipe! Thanks again Erin for the great birthday cookies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGMGnBGBRI/AAAAAAAAACY/0H_HLmq-488/s1600-h/SDC11401.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346208277846164754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGMGnBGBRI/AAAAAAAAACY/0H_HLmq-488/s320/SDC11401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-4751954704201680512?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/4751954704201680512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=4751954704201680512' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/4751954704201680512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/4751954704201680512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-play-with-my-food.html' title='I Play with my Food.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SjGLfe3WB9I/AAAAAAAAACA/3uo8PuUmE6o/s72-c/mmmm+cookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6192576955371091076.post-1024365223747989726</id><published>2009-05-31T11:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:44:51.574-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>My first post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SiKGwK8QIII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IAXKiTOdwPA/s1600-h/IMG_2649_8x10+copyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980270143742082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SiKGwK8QIII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IAXKiTOdwPA/s320/IMG_2649_8x10+copyright.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;Well here it goes everyone--my very first "blog". How exciting! I'm FINALLY doing it! YIPPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For quite some time, I've had a few friends (mainly &lt;a href="http://erinsfoodfiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lieslsconfectiondissection.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liesl&lt;/a&gt;) tell me that I need to start a photography blog, and although I have wanted to, the world of blogging kind of terrified me. I'm not afraid of technology or anything like that, but I just hope that I can keep this blog up to date like I should. Plus, I'm a little modest about my photography. Although I've always enjoyed being in front of or behind the camera, I've only been really "shooting" creatively for about a year now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June 2008, I took the plunge and bought my first digitial SLR (I LOVE my little Canon Rebel XTi), enrolled in some classes at &lt;a href="http://watkins.edu/"&gt;Watkins College of Art, Design, and Film&lt;/a&gt; then I shot, shot, shot away, and here I am. Who knows where my photography may lead me...all I know is, I love being able to capture moments of all kinds with my camera, and I hope to share a lot of those moments with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first photo I have posted is from an in-class abstract shoot, which was one of the most fun shoots I've ever had. I personally love the edginess and vibrant colors of this photo. Stay tuned, you may see more photos from this shoot in the future--after all, it was one of my favorite shoots so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bear with me as I figure out this blogging thing...and enjoy the view "Through Kristen's Viewfinder" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6192576955371091076-1024365223747989726?l=throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/feeds/1024365223747989726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6192576955371091076&amp;postID=1024365223747989726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1024365223747989726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6192576955371091076/posts/default/1024365223747989726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughkristensviewfinder.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-post.html' title='My first post!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15452764064521338819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SpWbpSa2IPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0iZDeY80NKY/S220/Kris+ots+at+Niagara+Falls.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mVnDbNDx26I/SiKGwK8QIII/AAAAAAAAAAM/IAXKiTOdwPA/s72-c/IMG_2649_8x10+copyright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
