<?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-4651643168926542325</id><updated>2012-01-02T07:07:45.956-08:00</updated><category term='Families'/><category term='Anytime'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Maternity'/><category term='Engagement'/><category term='personal'/><category term='Boudoir'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>JULIE FAVIS photoblog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-5104831280026727315</id><published>2010-10-31T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:15:24.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>The new blog is live!!</title><content type='html'>I'm cutting it really close to my end of the month timeline, but I'm happy to report that my new blog is finally up! You can check it out &lt;a href="http://www.juliefavis.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Hope to see you there! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-5104831280026727315?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/5104831280026727315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-blog-is-live.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5104831280026727315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5104831280026727315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-blog-is-live.html' title='The new blog is live!!'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-5219457184366437163</id><published>2010-10-18T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:56:14.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off hiatus</title><content type='html'>umm....hello? Is anyone still there?&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the 3 people that used to read my blog, I'm off hiatus! =) I can't believe my last post was back in May! Seriously, where does the time go? I'm not sure I can tell you where I've been, it's all a blur. Working? Traveling? That's all I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I'm being a wimp. For the past year, I've been talking and talking about starting my business and launching a new website, but I continue to find excuses so I can stall just a little bit longer. The reality is is that I'm discovering my fears and weaknesses. It's rare territory for me. I'm the type of person that tends to shy away from risk and I cringe at the thought of failing at something. I like to be good at everything I do...it's the reason I don't speak Spanish. I can understand it fluently and I even have the accent, but I know if I speak it, it won't be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Internet, I am telling you right now, that I am going to go for it. I'm sailing away from the safe harbor and catching the trade winds in my sails, just as Mark Twain would have wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show some faith I've even started my inspiration wall =)&lt;br /&gt;I had the perfect space for it right next to my computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20101017_Inspire_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20101017_Inspire_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I went to &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/60075295"&gt;Ikea&lt;/a&gt; and bought something that I think is supposed to be for curtains. I gotta be honest, I'm pretty darn impressed that I did it all by myself, I had to break out the toolbox and everything!  I refused help from Mike just so I could say I did it by myself, haha.  I guess after facing my fears, I'll have to start working on the pride thing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20101017_Inspire_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20101017_Inspire_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;It's not quite finished yet, but it's getting there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20101017_Inspire_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20101017_Inspire_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy to report that my new blog will be up by the end of the month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm in the motivational mood, I'll end with the wise sayings of Kobi Yamada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is here and it is now...either we meet it, we live it or we miss it. An unlived life is littered with "could haves," "should haves" and "if onlys." Each moment greets us full of possibility and leaves us hoping we are better for having met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-5219457184366437163?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/5219457184366437163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/10/off-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5219457184366437163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5219457184366437163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/10/off-hiatus.html' title='Off hiatus'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-8693729407440130968</id><published>2010-05-24T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:26:32.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>A day in LA</title><content type='html'>Mike and I finally had a weekend of nothing to do so we drove up to LA for a change in atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was our favorite LA restaurant &lt;a href="http://www.mozza-la.com/"&gt;Pizzeria Mozza&lt;/a&gt;. The pizza is indescribable good!&lt;br /&gt;For our apps we ordered the Crispy Goat Cheese with Umbrian Lentils and we also got the Caprese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, and the real reason we took the trip, was &lt;a href="http://www.sprinkles.com/"&gt;Sprinkles&lt;/a&gt;. The line never gets shorter and cupcakes never disappoint. This time we got the Cinnamon Sugar (our favorite), Red Velvet, Salted Carmel, and Peanut Butter Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also walked along Rodeo Drive. I can't remember what store this was, but I'm sure it was out of my price range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm a native to southern California, but there was something that I have never done before that many tourists set out to do. I can't believe it, Mike and I became the touristy stalker people that drive around looking for the homes of the hollywood stars! We saw the home that MJ was renting before he passed, and we saw the gate of the playboy mansion (there were a bunch of peakcocks roaming around in there), and we also stopped by Kanye's house. I know it's silly thing to do, but we had a blast driving around Bel Air wondering who lived in all those prestigious houses and how in the world could we get one? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100522_LA_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-8693729407440130968?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/8693729407440130968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-in-la.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8693729407440130968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8693729407440130968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-in-la.html' title='A day in LA'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-8195405116168284208</id><published>2010-05-09T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:20:18.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>The Wong Family</title><content type='html'>This family was so much fun to be with. I was sick as a dog during this session, at one point I thought I was going to cough up a lung! This day at the beach consisted of a dad and his 3 daughters and their families. One of the families was visiting from Hong Kong, so there was no way I would be canceling just because I had a fever ;) If I wasn't sick, I would wanted to spend the whole rest of the evening with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my faves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-83.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-94.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lily-100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-8195405116168284208?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/8195405116168284208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/05/wong-family.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8195405116168284208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8195405116168284208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/05/wong-family.html' title='The Wong Family'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-1271633680317290134</id><published>2010-04-16T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:05:32.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>What I ate this month</title><content type='html'>This month, Mike was on fire! He's been cooking up a storm and I've been reaping the benefits (except for the poundage right around my thigh area).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: Please don't mind the harsh lighting in some of these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike will come home with something that looks like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/chino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...and then make something that looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Strawtart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/peasandlamb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike takes my dislikes and makes it a challenge for himself to create a version of that particular dislike to try and change my mind about it. In this case it was a lemon tart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Lemontart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Beef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Aspmush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Umm, yes, we eat that much meat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Favalamb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, Lemon Ricotta Pancakes with Apple Maple Syrup. You can find the recipe on &lt;a href="http://theyoungrens.com/blog/personal/recipe-sunday-lemon-ricotta-pancakes/"&gt;the Youngrens blog&lt;/a&gt;. They tried out the recipe and, by the looks of it, it turned out phenomenal! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20100313_lemonricottapancake_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-1271633680317290134?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/1271633680317290134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-ate-this-month.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/1271633680317290134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/1271633680317290134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-ate-this-month.html' title='What I ate this month'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-8783728864618378496</id><published>2010-04-11T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:29:55.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boudoir'/><title type='text'>Veronica boudoir session</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago, I had the honor and priviledge of shooting a boudoir session for Veronica. It wasn't until I got to the shoot that I realized she had suffered through breast cancer 5 years earlier. I wanted to sit down and ask her all about her journey, but I hesitated. I thought it was best to do the shoot and ask later. As I was looking through my lense the whole time, I felt so proud of her, although I barely knew her, I could feel her sense of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I emailed her a few days later because I wanted to share her story. Here are some excerpts from that email...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“…I am pretty strong in my FAITH, but this close experience to death has made me appreciate life to the fullness and rely on GOD more than just when I needed HIM. I like to educate others and bring awareness to young women. We always think that it is never going to happen to us…&lt;br /&gt;I was in the process of planning our daughter's second birthday and there it was the cold truth of CANCER. I found a lump on my left breast and was told that it was just milk and fat tissue. The mass continued to grow and by that time it was on stage 3B, meaning that it was spreading rapidly. It sure was a roller-coaster of emotions. By the time I was to have the breast removed, the cancer had spread into the other breast and into my chest wall and lymph nodes…&lt;br /&gt;I had six months of chemotherapy and radiation and then a hysterectomy. My cancer is caused by hormones and I could not get pregnant and doctors where afraid of it moving to my ovaries. It was a long and painful year. Many times we thought I was not going to make it. But with GOD’s grace, prayers, and many friends and family helping me, I made it through. It was devastating to lose my breasts. As a woman I just did not fit in, my husband did not care, but I just wanted them formed. I had a reconstruction two years ago, as you saw just the breast and nothing else. I went back to my normal size, not bigger. I am getting back to some normality. I still have a hard time looking at my scars…I have some effects from chemo, but pretty blessed to be here and continue raising our two children. I do not feel normal as I look in the mirror, but you sure made me feel beautiful that day. So with that, I wanted to do something special for my husband that stood by me these five years of doctor’s appointments, and really expressing his love for me by being my bedside nurse 24/7. Even when I had no breasts and I was bald, he kissed me good night…every night.”&lt;/div&gt;..."I know it is a part of me and who I am and who I have become. It has definitely made me a stronger women, mother and wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veronica, I am so blessed to have met you, you are a gorgeous woman, inside and out. Thanks for giving me the opportunity to share your story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I try not to post boudoir shots on the web...here is one of the props from the shoot (Veronica's husband is a fireman).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Firemanhat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-8783728864618378496?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/8783728864618378496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/04/veronica-boudoir-session.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8783728864618378496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8783728864618378496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/04/veronica-boudoir-session.html' title='Veronica boudoir session'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-1483590534980094965</id><published>2010-03-18T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:42:35.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Save the Dolphins!!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I haven't blogged in forever!! I have no excuse for myself except that I've been busy, and when I say busy... I actually mean lazy.&lt;br /&gt;I recently saw a documentary called " &lt;a href="http://www.thecovemovie.com/"&gt;The Cove&lt;/a&gt;" and I found it was necessary to tell you to rent it, then watch it.  It's about the dolphins that are being slaughtered for no good reason.  I know, this is kind of a depressing subject but I think people should be aware of the situation because there are ways you can help without even leaving the chair you're sitting in right now =)&lt;br /&gt;After watching this film, I made the decision that I would never go to Sea World again.  I don't have kids now, but they're going to be really sad when I tell them we can 't go see Shamu.&lt;br /&gt;Back in 2008, Mike and I took a trip to New Zealand and Fiji.  One of the fondest memories I have is when we got to swim the the Dusky dolphins in Kaikoura.  It happened to be springtime so the water was still extremely cold.  We braved 51F waters with 10ml wetsuits! There are no words to describe the feeling of swimming with hundreds of dolphins in the wild, it was one of the happiest days of my life and I will remember it forever. I would have stayed with them all day if it wasn't for the hypothermia.&lt;br /&gt;I made this video a while back as a momento so please don't hate on the amateur-ish video.  I wanted to share it because it has a small clip of the dusky dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bf9ff3bb59d77f0b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbf9ff3bb59d77f0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330364317%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD6F8D9734D803E0F51F3731C2781DDC9F775942.69485B3191761070AF91C68909DAE7AAC81B454F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbf9ff3bb59d77f0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds1N-kXwl64sZuzEI6fV9_a-SWO8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbf9ff3bb59d77f0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330364317%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD6F8D9734D803E0F51F3731C2781DDC9F775942.69485B3191761070AF91C68909DAE7AAC81B454F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbf9ff3bb59d77f0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds1N-kXwl64sZuzEI6fV9_a-SWO8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-1483590534980094965?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/1483590534980094965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/03/save-dolphins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/1483590534980094965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/1483590534980094965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/03/save-dolphins.html' title='Save the Dolphins!!'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-260799861305330570</id><published>2010-01-19T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:34:13.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>London and France only</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have the absolute worst luck when it comes to traveling. On my honeymoon to Greece, not only did I catch a cold, but I managed to get hit in the forehead with a beach chair! No, really, it was so windy that the metal part of my beach chair hit me with such force it gave me a heamatoma. The fabric of the chair was actually imprinted on my forehead. And then after a week, the blood drained to my eye and it basically looked like I had a black eye!&lt;br /&gt;In Fiji, Mike and I went on a water rafting trip and it was so much fun, except the next day I paid the price for swimming in the water (which was a nice brownish color).&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m back from my most recent vacation. The original plan was to go to London, France, and Spain. We didn’t make it to Spain.&lt;br /&gt;I was already sick with a cold and cough by the time we left from LAX. Since I had been sick for a week already, I knew it would be only a few days before I felt myself again. In the mean time, I decided to suck it up and deal with it. After 3 sleepless nights of excessive coughing , I started to feel a sharp pain around the upper right side of my torso. My cough was slowly going away, but the pain in my side was getting more intense. But again, I was going to suck it up and enjoy the trip we worked so hard for. By the time we flew into Barcelona, I couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to come home to my bed and my couch and my doctor. So yes, we paid a good amount of money to continental airlines to ship me back to California. It turns out I pulled/strained/tore my rib muscles with all that coughing I was doing and I only made it worse by sightseeing and walking for 10 hours a day. I’m happy to report that I no longer squeal with every movement =)&lt;br /&gt;Despite the illness and pain, I had a wonderful time in London and France =) I wish I could explain the feeling I get when I travel to a different place. Mike and I do the sight seeing stuff, but we really focus on trying to go to where the locals are as well as try to find the cuisine of that particular place. I’m pleased to report that I gained 5 happy lbs from all those crepes, eclairs, and berthillon ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Enough rambling, here are some of the pics we took on out trip… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vibrant London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Europe-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Europe-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Europe-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We actually had tea and little sanwiches in London. This was at the Orangery in Kensington garden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 493px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Orangery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stunning Paris. The thing I loved about Paris was the art! I don't have images of all the art we had the honor of seeing, but I would just like to say that I so appreciate the creations of all those artists. Van Gogh, Monet, Picasso, Chagall, Matisse, and my favorite, Rodin. I loved Rodin's sculpted work...truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Europe-36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Louvre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 493px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Louvre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notre Dame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/NotreDame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our favorite street in Paris, Rue Saint Louie en l-Ile. This is where Mike found the Berthillon ice cream. Not kidding, the best in the world!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 487px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Berthillon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A local market we stubbled upon. We people-watched.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/market.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's some proof we were really there =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 486px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/mikeandjulie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Europe-27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monet, anyone? The Musee de l'Orangerie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 485px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Monet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Lyon was my favorite city in France. I loved the food, the architecture and the color. It helped that there were no tourists either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 894px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/LeMerciere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Europe-53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Europe-51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stayed in Nice, but took a day trip to Monaco. Too many people with too much money =) Casinos, yachts, lambourginis, and Grimaldi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 485px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Monaco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey ended early, but hopefully we will make it to Spain in the near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-260799861305330570?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/260799861305330570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-absolute-worst-luck-when-it.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/260799861305330570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/260799861305330570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-absolute-worst-luck-when-it.html' title='London and France only'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-2412661653891531080</id><published>2009-12-17T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:24:38.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>Compilation of Family Sessions</title><content type='html'>I am sooo far behind in posting the family sessions that I've done for the Christmas season. I know these particular families will understand the delay, well, because they're either my family or seem like family because I've know them for so long. All I can say is that I love love love all these families and I'm very grateful to have them in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Martell Family&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Martell-39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Martell-24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Martell-41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Martell-93.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 654px; height: 610px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Martell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Martell-115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rascon Family:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 394px; height: 582px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon-69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon-47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon-31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 654px; height: 448px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perla and Jazmine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero-22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero-68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 654px; height: 610px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 654px; height: 483px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-2412661653891531080?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/2412661653891531080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/12/compilation-of-family-sessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2412661653891531080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2412661653891531080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/12/compilation-of-family-sessions.html' title='Compilation of Family Sessions'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-877536436779592560</id><published>2009-12-06T13:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:50:10.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love this time of year. I love everything about it. The cooler weather, the excitement of little kids, the family time, the giving, the generosity, and the way people transform into better versions of themselves (including myself). I wish it could be Christmas time all year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I especially love about Christmas time are the lights that go up! It makes me sooo happy! I was in San Francisco for Black Friday this year and I was so thirlled to see the lights had gone up in the malls and all around the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 995px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Christmaslights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason I am especially excited this year is because Mike and I get to go on vacation! We don’t like to take tours when we visit other countries because we like the freedom of waking up whenever we want and taking in the sights at our convenience and eating the food that we choose. We love meeting the locals, getting lost and seeing things for the first time. Although we don’t take the tours, we do take our own personal guide…he’s amazing, and knows what he’s doing. He knows all the hot spots and gives great advice and tips. His name is &lt;a href="http://www.ricksteves.com/"&gt;Rick Steves&lt;/a&gt;. Mike and I never leave home without him when we go to Europe because he saves us money and gets it right everytime =) Without him, Mike and I would be lost…all the time. Can you guess where we’re going this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Christmastravel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, for the most special part about this time of year...celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ. I have to tell you the truth, it bothers me that everything is being called the Holidays instead of Christmas.  Hello...we wouldn't have holidays this time of year of it weren't for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;mas. That's just my opinion =)&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, thank you for coming into this world and giving yourself as a sacrifice for my sins. Thank you for loving me that much! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-877536436779592560?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/877536436779592560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-this-time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/877536436779592560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/877536436779592560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-this-time-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-5361633012465202634</id><published>2009-12-02T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:09:27.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>The Layton Family</title><content type='html'>I had such a good time hanging out with this family. I love Ava's missing teeth and Spencer's mohawk, it made for some great photos =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Layton family for letting me take photos of your beautiful family =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-38.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can you tell how much Ava loves her parents? So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 676px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 457px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Untitled-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm not sure any of you know how hard it was to make a 2 year-old laugh after we took him away from the playground! I forget how we succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 474px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Spencer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this picture is blurry, but I wanted to show you what a kid looks like right before he's about to attack me, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-68.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mardee's parents joined us all the way from Oregon.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love them! They were soo cute and loving with each other! I hope Mike and I are as happy as they are in 30-some years too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Layton-133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like these two are headed in that direction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20091101_Layton2_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-5361633012465202634?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/5361633012465202634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/12/layton-family.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5361633012465202634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5361633012465202634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/12/layton-family.html' title='The Layton Family'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-1907727272950030408</id><published>2009-11-14T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:06:23.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Rabbit, two ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just the other day, Mike decided he wanted to cook a rabbit. This would be his first attempt. Did you know that rabbits are pretty darn expensive? They are. I’m not sure if it takes a special kind of rabbit to eat, but you can get one at Bristol Farms for about $30. Anyway, Mike can’t make up his mind on how to cook this rabbit so he chooses to go at it Iron Chef style and cook it two ways. The first dish is braised rabbit over mushroom polenta, and the second dish is bacon-wrapped roasted rabbit served with carrot salad over polenta. I loved both dishes! The sauce was fantastic! Mike is going to kill me because I can’t remember the details of the sauce. I may have to update this post later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The before shot taken with my handy dandy iPhone…poor, poor rabbit =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 526px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rabbit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rabbit-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-1907727272950030408?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/1907727272950030408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-other-day-mike-decided-he-wanted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/1907727272950030408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/1907727272950030408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-other-day-mike-decided-he-wanted.html' title='Rabbit, two ways'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-2605235508758599901</id><published>2009-11-02T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:02:55.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been dropping hints about having a photo session with our wedding attire for the past year. For our wedding, we didn't hire a wedding photographer (gasp!). We kept ourselves on a budget and thought it would be fine if a family member took the photos. Although he did a pretty good job, there was barely any formal photos of Mike and me together, the two people that mattered the most at this particular function ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For my birthday this year, Mike surprised me with a Day After photo session with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abadillaphoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nick Abadilla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was so excited that we were finally going to take wedding pics together after all this time! Not only did we have an awesome time at the photo shoot, we also made a new friend! Nick made us feel like were already family and we were put at ease instantly. Also, since he knew I was working on establishing myself as a photographer, he had some really great advice and a few pointers along the way. Thanks Nick...for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can catch our photo session on Nick's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abadillaphotoblog.com/2009/10/29/julie-michaels-portrait-session/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's a peek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 584px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MikeandJules2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-2605235508758599901?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/2605235508758599901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-birthday-present.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2605235508758599901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2605235508758599901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-birthday-present.html' title='My Birthday Present'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-3363041953149452233</id><published>2009-10-28T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:07:33.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>The Next Level</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I've decided it's time to go to the next level with my photography business and one of the first things on my to-do list is to get a website and brand new blog. I'm ready to get serious and take that leap. Since this new project meant getting some photos taken of myself, I immediately thought of the people that have had my back from the beginning. They have been my mentors, my support, and my inspiration. &lt;a href="http://theyoungrens.com/"&gt;The Youngrens&lt;/a&gt;. Jeff and Erin. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can see my session on The Youngrens blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theyoungrens.com/blog/?p=2047"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I feel a little narcissistic showing you pictures of me, but Jeff and Erin take really great photographs ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This one was one of my favorites...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MikeandJules-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 457px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MikeandJules-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-3363041953149452233?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/3363041953149452233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-ive-decided-its-time-to-go-to-next.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/3363041953149452233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/3363041953149452233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-ive-decided-its-time-to-go-to-next.html' title='The Next Level'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-2125129814135634132</id><published>2009-10-27T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:34:43.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>Ornelas Family, Temecula</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess I went on a brief hiatus after my LASIK surgery back in August.  I will attribute my lack of blogging to the surgery...ya...let's go with that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm happy to report that my eyes are 20/20 and I'm ready to take photos again =)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first family I got to shoot, after the laser shaved my cornea, lived in Temecula.  That's about 1 hour away from where I live.  I love to shoot in new places, but Temecula?  On the corner of a street stoplight?  That's where the family wanted to take the pictures.  Okay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All doubt and hesitation flew out the window when I saw this street corner.  It was a beautiful waterfall, with boulders, grass, a pond, and flowers.  I loved it.  It made the perfect backdrop for this beautiful family.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Ornelas-0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Ornelas-0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 487px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1022px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Ornelascollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Ornelas-0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Ornelas-0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-2125129814135634132?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/2125129814135634132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/10/ornelas-family-temecula.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2125129814135634132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2125129814135634132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/10/ornelas-family-temecula.html' title='Ornelas Family, Temecula'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-6407595298093152841</id><published>2009-10-05T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:20:39.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Twenties</title><content type='html'>This year is a special year because this year I had to say goodbye to my twenties. The week preceding my birthday I had nightmares about going bald and a plane that I was sitting in was taking a nose dive straight into the desert! I'm not kidding, I think I was subconsiously dreading the big 3-0. I made sure to keep the day low-key and stress-free.&lt;br /&gt;The day started with my husband surprising me with a mini hand-held 1080p HD video camera (like the Flip, but better), it's so awesome, it's the size of an iPhone and I can't wait to use it and start posting videos on my blog! Although, I'm still not sure I'd like to see myself on 1080p =/ Anyway, then we went to my folks house to celebrate with them and my sister, brother-in-law, and my adorable nephews. My mom whipped up some shrimp cocktails and ribs...yum. Finally, we topped off the night by chillaxing with my friends and cousins at &lt;a href="http://www.sesandiego.com/bar-pool.php"&gt;Se San Diego Uber Lounge&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday ended up being so special, not because I turned 30, but because I was surrounded by the people that I love with all my heart. I am so blessed to have such a loving family, fabulous friends, and a husband that I absolutely adore and can't live without. I'm embracing my thirties with open arms, an open mind...and a new haircut ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the lounge, we took a few pics with my point and shoot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 538px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1024px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-6407595298093152841?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/6407595298093152841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/10/bye-bye-twenties.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6407595298093152841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6407595298093152841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/10/bye-bye-twenties.html' title='Bye Bye Twenties'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-3534187295938432990</id><published>2009-08-28T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:53:01.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Chino Farms addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lately, Mike has been making his way to Chino Farms, a place where most of the exceptional restaurants in southern California get their seasonal fruits and vegetables (whaw-whaw-wee-whah). Whaw-whaw-wee-whah is a line from the movie Borat, in case no one understands what I was trying to say there =/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, almost every weekend he’s been buying their luscious items and making brilliant tasting dishes with them. This is a good and bad thing. Good because I get to eat like a queen, but bad because it’s not cheap and I’ve gained a few lbs from his addiction. Mike, I love you and the food you make, but please, for double-chin sake...stop cooking!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief description for the images below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) New Zealand lamb over Chino Farms Stone fruit salad. Stone fruit, pickeled shallots, pine nuts, champagne vinaigrette, and bing cherry gastrique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Chino Farms fried squash blossoms stuffed with goat cheese, served with tarragon aioli.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ancho braised beef crispy, puffy tacos (homemade gorditas) served with Chino Farms bi-color corn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 514px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/20090828Food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-3534187295938432990?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/3534187295938432990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/08/chino-farms-addict.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/3534187295938432990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/3534187295938432990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/08/chino-farms-addict.html' title='Chino Farms addict'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-6617680458385608357</id><published>2009-08-23T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:26:06.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maternity'/><title type='text'>Michelle's Maternity Session</title><content type='html'>I couldn't believe it. Did Michelle really say that she was only 3 weeks away from her due date? Her belly is so tiny! I hope that when I get pregnant one day, I will look half as good as Michelle looks at 37 weeks. Michelle and her husband, Matt, are looking so fabulous and I can tell they are going to be just as fabulous parents =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, their first baby, Callie, is such a riot. She embraces strangers with hugs and saliva and demands attention. In the short time I was there, all by herself she had opened the sliding back door to get back in the house, opened the front door to visit her friend across the street (I don't think Matt and Michelle are very fond of this trick), and when it was time to leave she wouldn't even look at me (I was informed she gets angry when people leave, so she ignores everyone). I hope you understand I'm talking about a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Westoby-0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 394px; height: 582px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Westoby-0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 394px; height: 582px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Westoby-0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Westoby-0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 394px; height: 582px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Westoby-0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 640px; height: 433px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Westoby-0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 394px; height: 582px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Westoby-0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-6617680458385608357?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/6617680458385608357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/08/michelles-maternity-session.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6617680458385608357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6617680458385608357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/08/michelles-maternity-session.html' title='Michelle&apos;s Maternity Session'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-7139793553620401203</id><published>2009-08-15T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:52:37.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>Welcome home, Mario!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mario finally came home from deployment and no one is happier than his wife, daughter, and of course their dog, Chico. I loved watching this family interact with each other, there was so much love and respect and I couldn't help but admire them. They exuded such an energy that would make you never want to take another moment for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mario, Monica, Rebecca, and Chico...thank you for such a wonderful time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are a few of the shots I took at the Oceanside harbor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Artalejo-0663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-7139793553620401203?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/7139793553620401203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-home-mario.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7139793553620401203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7139793553620401203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-home-mario.html' title='Welcome home, Mario!'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-2300392950376127405</id><published>2009-07-23T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:52:25.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>My own personal chef</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to cook, I'm sure I've admitted this pitiful fact several times in my blog. Fortunately, I married a really great cook, my own personal chef. And I know I constantly talk about Mike's culinary skills, but now I want to show you some of his most recent work. Taking pictures of food is not one of my finer abilities but I hope it will still illustrate how awesome my husband is for creating such amazing dishes. All his recipes are in his head and he doesn't even use a cookbook! Keep in mind, he makes almost everything from scratch, including the potato chips!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting more of his creations every month or so, so you can see what I get to eat on a regular basis =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 740px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 742px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-2300392950376127405?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/2300392950376127405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-own-personal-chef.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2300392950376127405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2300392950376127405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-own-personal-chef.html' title='My own personal chef'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-45867292959133320</id><published>2009-07-12T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:57:50.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anytime'/><title type='text'>Renee and Philipp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Renee's sister had asked Renee to go with her to some club in LA on several occasions. Renee always refused. One fateful night she finally accepted her sister's offer and decided to go last minute. As soon as they arrived at the club, she knew it wasn’t her scene and headed straight to the back of the room. As she was sitting there by herself, she was approached by a handsome European guy who asked her, “Would you like a cigarette?” They talked for a few minutes, exchanged numbers, and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;One year later, to the day, they were married in a civil ceremony in Switzerland, Philipp’s home country.&lt;br /&gt;Four years after that they are still in love, they've quit smoking, and are looking as hot as ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Eberle10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-45867292959133320?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/45867292959133320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/07/renee-and-philipp.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/45867292959133320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/45867292959133320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/07/renee-and-philipp.html' title='Renee and Philipp'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-4858680140006157218</id><published>2009-07-07T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:51:52.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Wine and Food Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not only does Mike cook like it's nobody's business, but he was also born and raised in wine and food wonderland!!! Which most people know as Napa Valley. Since his family still lives there, we get to go up there at least 3 times a year! We're very spoiled =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, this time I decided to take my SLR and take advantage of the trip. We did the touristy thing and went to wineries, bakeries, and a fancy dinner...the works. I like a good wine, but I still have trouble deciphering the darn grape liquid. I sometimes try to pretend I know what's going on by using wine terminology, words like tannic, velvety, earthy, woody, etc... haha, I'm definitely not on my way to becoming a true wine aficionado. Regardless, the atmosphere and backdrop of Napa Valley is truly amazing! If you haven't been there yet, I promise you will not be disappointed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 740px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 502px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/NapaCollage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 740px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 595px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/NapaCollage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-4858680140006157218?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/4858680140006157218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/07/wine-and-food-wonderland.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/4858680140006157218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/4858680140006157218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/07/wine-and-food-wonderland.html' title='Wine and Food Wonderland'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-2934105093749604656</id><published>2009-06-28T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:51:40.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>Lucca</title><content type='html'>This fabulous 2-year old is soooo adorable. I had so much fun photographing him. I serioiusly wanted to put down my camera and just play, but I'm pretty sure his parents invited me over for different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Morena2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Morena1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Morena4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor Lucca was busted for playing too rough. He had 30-second time out and his face says it all.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Morena3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-2934105093749604656?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/2934105093749604656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/06/lucca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2934105093749604656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/2934105093749604656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/06/lucca.html' title='Lucca'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-6543338355341828506</id><published>2009-06-23T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:51:28.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>The Rascon Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been trying to photograph this family forever!! We finally set a date and I had the pleasure of photographing the Rascons this past Saturday. I suggested that they wear bright colors that day, and did they ever! They almost blinded me when they came out of the car! I'm kidding...I'm only giving them a hard time because they're family =) My cousin Lisa, with Rigo, and their two little rascals. I love them and I hope they'll let me do this again some time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lovin' the missing tooth =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just love the old school look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Rascon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-6543338355341828506?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/6543338355341828506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/06/rascon-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6543338355341828506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6543338355341828506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/06/rascon-family.html' title='The Rascon Family'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-3303827192770835097</id><published>2009-05-31T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:51:14.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement'/><title type='text'>Abigail and Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I promised some more photos from my workshop with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theyoungrens.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Youngrens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Without further ado, here are Abigail and Matt...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is where Matt was taking the ring out of his pocket =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so disappointed I didn't get great images of the proposal, I think I got a little too excited...what an amateur!! The Youngrens got some awesome shots! You can see them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theyoungrens.com/blog/?p=987"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abigail takes the opportunity to show off her ring from her new fiance. I don't blame her, the ring was soooo beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I saved the kissy kissy ones for last =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-3303827192770835097?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/3303827192770835097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigail-and-matt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/3303827192770835097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/3303827192770835097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigail-and-matt.html' title='Abigail and Matt'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-8603530436947888287</id><published>2009-05-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:50:58.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Private Workshop with the Youngrens + Abigail and Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't begin to tell you how excited and overwhelmed I am about the private workshop I had with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theyoungrens.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Youngrens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Jeff and Erin are so fantastic!! I met Jeff through our day job, we work at a biotech company. I had confessed my love for photography to him and little did I know that he and his wife were professional wedding photographers! He made a huge mistake telling me about his business! Now he would have to deal with me bugging him all the time...and he had no where to hide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Talking, listening, and workshopping (is that a word?) with Erin and Jeff has already made such a huge impact on my images. They shared so much information with me, stuff that probably would have taken me months and months to figure out on my own. I'm seriously just starting out, and their guidance is a tremendous priviledge and honor. Not only did they agree to do a private workshop with me, but they landed a a couple to model for us in no time flat! Abigail and Matt (the models) were naturals and made it soooo easy to get a great shot. AND not only did they model for us, but Matt proposed to Abigail during the shoot!!! How could the workshop be any more perfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's a sneak peek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MattandAbby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll be sure to post more images soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4651643168926542325-8603530436947888287?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/8603530436947888287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/private-workshop-with-youngrens-abigail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8603530436947888287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8603530436947888287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/private-workshop-with-youngrens-abigail.html' title='Private Workshop with the Youngrens + Abigail and Matt'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-7593163026877800941</id><published>2009-05-24T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:50:44.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>Street kids</title><content type='html'>I'd like to indtroduce the Street kids. No, they are not "street" kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they adorable?!!! They are brother and sisters, it's crazy how different they look. Yes, same mom and dad =) Kudos to Michele (mom) for having these beautiful children with each of them only being about a year apart!! If you're wondering... she still looks fantastic! I know the kids share my enthusiasm when I say I wish we could have stayed at the park all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Street1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Street2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/street4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one was actually taken on a different day at my nephew's birthday party. I just love the innocent look on her face...and her hair!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Street3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-7593163026877800941?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/7593163026877800941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/street-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7593163026877800941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7593163026877800941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/street-kids.html' title='Street kids'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-8840821267031016024</id><published>2009-05-10T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:50:32.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Wiener puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My aunt's Dachshund just had puppies and I couldn't resist posting pics of one of them =) Only two weeks old! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/puppy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/puppy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/puppy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-8840821267031016024?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/8840821267031016024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/wiener-puppy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8840821267031016024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8840821267031016024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/05/wiener-puppy.html' title='Wiener puppy'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-5215142619039376158</id><published>2009-04-09T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:49:57.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Pecoff painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This past weekend Mike and I went to Little Italy to grab a bite to eat. We followed our dinner at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vincenzoristorante.com/menus.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vincenzo's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with two scoops of gelato from Cafe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafezucchero.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Zucchero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'s. So obviously, we had to walk it off! We decided to look inside a gallery right up the street. Mike and I have been searching and searching for a piece that could hang over our over-sized couch in the living room. It's been 2 years since we moved in and still nothing. Anyway, this gallery was so fantastic! The artist is a native San Diegan and has traveled all over to paint. As we were looking through one of the books, we found it! A painting of our favorite spot in Italy (Vernazza, Cinque Terre). Not only was I emotionally attached to the piece, but I loved that it was sooo vibrant, colorful, playful, and happy! Our place is kind of contemporary, and I knew that it would brighten up the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Grant Pecoff, the artist, and his wife (Layne) were so friendly and warm, we could have sat a talked to them for days. If you're ever in the area, you must check out their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pecoff.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm posting a sneak peek of the painting. I'll update once we hang it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Pecoffpainting_1762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-5215142619039376158?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/5215142619039376158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/04/pecoff-painting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5215142619039376158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5215142619039376158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/04/pecoff-painting.html' title='Pecoff painting'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-6937019313856045345</id><published>2009-03-29T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:49:38.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Marley and Lil' Rigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cooking is not something I am good at. I can follow a recipe but I cannot just whip things together the way my husband and mom do. If it weren't for them I'd be surviving on cheese and pickles (not together!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While chomping on eggs benedict this morning(having brunch with girlfriends), I call my voicemail to check my messages...my mom is telling me to come over for lunch because she is making tostadas!!! Yumm! As you've probably guessed, my healthy diet doesn't include the weekends ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I get to my parents' house, to my surprise, my relatives are there and I'm so happy to see them. Even though most of them live within 20 miles of me, it's so rare that we get together. Busy schedules are to blame. Here are a few candids of my niece and nephew, Marley and Little Rigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MarleyandRigs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MarleyandRigs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/MarleyandRigs3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-6937019313856045345?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/6937019313856045345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-and-lil-rigs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6937019313856045345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6937019313856045345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-and-lil-rigs.html' title='Marley and Lil&apos; Rigs'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-6041784282419536048</id><published>2009-03-22T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:16:36.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>Easter Session - Cheryl, Mario, Perla, Jasmine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve known Cheryl for almost 14 years now. She was my maid of honor at my wedding and I was hers at her wedding. We weren’t always in touch over the years, but whenever we reunited it was as if nothing changed. Our lives had evolved, but our friendship remained the same. Cheryl is one of those kind-hearted, positive, non-judgmental, fun, spirited, faithful, thoughtful people. I am so blessed to have her in my life =)&lt;br /&gt;I had the privilege of taking Easter photos for Cheryl, Mario (husband), and two daughters (Perla and Jasmine). I wanted to post a sneak peek into their session (more to come later). It was raining for most of the session but the sun finally showed up and we were able to take a few shots outside.&lt;br /&gt;I just purchased &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gettotallyrad.com/#rockin-photoshop-actions-7a1d9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Totally Rad Actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and you’ll notice that I’m experimenting with the awesome software!! Honestly, photoshop scares me, but when I heard so many people raving about TRA I had to try it for myself and I love it!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheryl and Mario busted out the bubbles to entertain the little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out the lashes on this one =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 442px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 582px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/Romero3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-6041784282419536048?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/6041784282419536048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/03/easter-session-cheryl-mario-perla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6041784282419536048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/6041784282419536048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/03/easter-session-cheryl-mario-perla.html' title='Easter Session - Cheryl, Mario, Perla, Jasmine'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-7876744730672771608</id><published>2009-03-12T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:50:16.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>I miss NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I haven't posted in a while, but I have a really good reason...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There has been NOTHING going on in my life lately!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've gone back to a regular day job and for some reason it makes me even lazier than normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, I was looking through some old photo files on my computer and I came across a folder named "NewYorkCity". In the last 8 years, I've been to NYC four times!! Looking at the photos, I realized how much I miss it. It's so busy, convenient, festive and beautiful! The city has the best food without having to pay an arm and a leg for it. I look forward to the day I'm able to afford to go back =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The view from the Empire State Building &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312527172724204002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 660px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SbnjUQ3WIeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-wRd0OlfYUY/s800/nyc+skyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My friends and me somewhere in Central Park. And yes, we're a little nerdy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312527554979302482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 660px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/Sbnjqg4EDFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LIkJ7ZCeCRY/s800/NYC+statues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This photo is significant because I took it while waiting for my 'friend', little did I know he would end up being my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312660828423898338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/Sbpc4DJWxOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tyeQCG5sOto/s800/nyc+color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-7876744730672771608?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/7876744730672771608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-nyc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7876744730672771608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7876744730672771608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-nyc.html' title='I miss NYC'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SbnjUQ3WIeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-wRd0OlfYUY/s72-c/nyc+skyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-5831903326874383159</id><published>2009-02-24T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:48:34.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>The mighty Grand Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mike took me to the Grand Canyon this past weekend to get my mind off of "real life". We had such a great time except that we didn't get a chance to hike the trails of the mighty Grand Canyon because it was icy/snowy and we were wearing our regular tennis shoes :( It was the first time for both of us so we were totally amazed by the vastness and wonder of it all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Please cut me some slack on the pics. They (meaning the people that write the brochures) tell you to try and avoid taking photos in the middle of the day, and what did I do? I took pics in the middle of the day. I'm giving you my excuse of why the pics look so drab and flat, definitely not giving justice to the mighty Grand Canyon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For that, I apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My husband does not like to pose for photos, but he finally found a pose that he really liked and stuck with it. Do you see the trend? What a weirdo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306616037406429970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 790px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SaTjK50AUxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iLzHzUo1yqM/s800/Mike+at+Grand+Canyon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306616371925230658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 790px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SaTjeX_gJEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/amhOh3v4hm0/s800/Grand+Canyon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306616677820416018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 790px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SaTjwLimQBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dYs0fIZhU-E/s800/Grand+Canyon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-5831903326874383159?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/5831903326874383159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/mighty-grand-canyon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5831903326874383159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/5831903326874383159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/mighty-grand-canyon.html' title='The mighty Grand Canyon'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SaTjK50AUxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iLzHzUo1yqM/s72-c/Mike+at+Grand+Canyon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-8253388640008137208</id><published>2009-02-19T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:58:17.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boudoir'/><title type='text'>Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A friend wanted to send a special gift album to her husband who is out on deployment.  This military wife is so sweet and caring, and I was honored to be part of the whole thing.  She is also quite shy, so I am only posting a couple images of her beautiful legs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I also want to thank my sister, Chris, for helping out with the outfits and design for the session =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/021709MCM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 740px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i629.photobucket.com/albums/uu18/favis_bean/021709MCM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-8253388640008137208?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/8253388640008137208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/legs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8253388640008137208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8253388640008137208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/legs.html' title='Legs'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-7697557117935885487</id><published>2009-02-13T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:48:27.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>A nice break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As of today, I have officially become a victim of the failing economy. I worked for one of the biggest companies here in the US and was recently informed that due to “re-structuring”, my position had been eliminated. ELIMINATED. So harsh. I’m humbled by this experience but I also know that I am only one of many. For those of you who have a job, be grateful! Because I worked in the field, I had to turn in the company car, laptop, AMEX, blackberry, gas card, etc. It made me realize how good I had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I strongly believe that things happen for a reason and only God knows where I will end up next.&lt;br /&gt;For now…I’m on a nice break =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the car I was about to buy!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302502639194470546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 740px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SZZGDnXB-JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7nGJ18_6Fzk/s800/20081231_San+Diego+Auto+Show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you know I was kidding about the car. I think those guys were giving me the death stare so that I would get out of the car already (I was in it for quite some time). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-7697557117935885487?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/7697557117935885487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/nice-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7697557117935885487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/7697557117935885487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/nice-break.html' title='A nice break'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SZZGDnXB-JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7nGJ18_6Fzk/s72-c/20081231_San+Diego+Auto+Show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4651643168926542325.post-8517769779504860436</id><published>2009-02-10T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:06:42.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my very first post ever! A little nervous, but I think I'll survive. The first think I wanted to do is give you a sense of who I am by writing a list of my likes and dislikes. I've seen this done on a few other blogs and I really liked the idea :)&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mike and I have traveled quite a bit and I wanted to share a few images from my fave country (so far). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a big fan of...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) traveling (first thing I'd do if I won the lottery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) my husband's cooking (it might possibly be the reason I married him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) tax returns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) finding money in my pockets or in the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) "friends" re-runs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8) reading blogs (I admit it, I'm a blog stalker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9) cucumbers with lemon and salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://coffeebean.com/index.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coffee bean's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;moroccan mint tea latte (with soy milk please!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sprinklescupcakes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sprinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; cupcakes (cinnamon sugar, to be exact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12) my Thorlo socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jWUrj22pRD0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where the hell is Matt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14) spending time with family/friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15) singing at the top of my lungs when I'm in the car by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16) customer service people that are friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17) Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18) towels right out of the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19) a full tank of gas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20) The City on MTV (I know, it's one of my flaws)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not a big fan of...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) when people don't use their turn signal on the road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) GEICO commercials (the caveman, the lizard...I don't get it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) mayonnaise, onions, bell peppers, cauliflower, zucchini (my husband and my mom hate this about me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) when people don't clean up after their pets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) when people roll up their sweatshirt/hoody sleeves up to their elbows (don't wear a sweatshirt if you're not in need of long sleeves!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) negativity, don't like it when people rain on other peoples' parades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7) customer service people that are not friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8) paper cuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9) chapped lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10) sweetbread (thymus should not have a name like sweetbread, it's deceiving!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11) not having A/C in my condo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12) bees or sharks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13) scary movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14) the way i can barely zip up my jeans after they've come out of the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15) laziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16) when people smoke around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17) soap operas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18) having a cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19) running errands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20) making the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301303735019343490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 740px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SZIDqNRHjoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zNP7MAtpbaI/s800/Italy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4651643168926542325-8517769779504860436?l=juliefavis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/feeds/8517769779504860436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8517769779504860436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4651643168926542325/posts/default/8517769779504860436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliefavis.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>JULIE FAVIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14242681465063589962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SXwMsBXOL8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3n4mtX1cNkk/S220/MJ+low+res.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZf6zzYPNpc/SZIDqNRHjoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zNP7MAtpbaI/s72-c/Italy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
