<?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-5996515067097784315</id><updated>2011-12-21T10:06:45.483-08:00</updated><category term='moving'/><category term='Jobs'/><category term='interview'/><category term='Portland'/><title type='text'>The Quest and Subsequent Adventures of Brad and Mirela</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-3990079547342818556</id><published>2011-11-20T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:19:34.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vmh8nw7TV1E/Tuj0B3TtLwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RgcAFoXdCO0/s1600/IMG_0061.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vmh8nw7TV1E/Tuj0B3TtLwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RgcAFoXdCO0/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686062842418900738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known my mother in law (MIL) since I was 15 years old.  She wasn't my mother in law back then and we didn't know much about each other, but she let me talk to her in my very broken English and I liked that.  Throughout the years she lived in Portugal, I became her language partner and through weekly meetings at the "Ola" stand in the mall, we became friends.  I looked up to her more as an example for my life and I don't know what I was able to offer her besides Portuguese lessons, but for some reason she liked hanging out with me as a teenager.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;One of the things I've always admired in her is her generosity and her wonderful ability to give to other people. She gives her time, energy, conversations and gifts to others... and always with a smile. If you are friends with her on facebook, you can go to her page and read tons of messages from people that have known her since childhood and talk about how much they miss her and how wonderful she is. I must also add that she was "Miss Congeniality" at OBU, which basically means she was really popular and liked by all on campus. I'd say she's one of a kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;When we found out I was going to have a C-section, we called Brad's parents and gave them the scoop... They were super sweet about it, and Sherri immediately told us she'd change her flight plans to come to Portland earlier for the surgery and stay for 2 weeks to (in her own words) &lt;i&gt;help us out&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By "helping us out" I think she meant "I'll do anything you need, including cleaning your bathroom floor" because that's exactly what happened. The day we came home from the hospital our house was spotless, our fridge &amp;amp; pantry were full and Norah's room was ready to receive her. And I didn't do a thing to make that happen, nor did Brad. Sherri did it all and she loved on us so well the whole time she was here. She cleaned our dishes. She cooked for us. She cleaned our floors. She watched Norah while we slept. She went to the doctor with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;She even threw a &lt;i&gt;Tea Party&lt;/i&gt; to our friends' kids who had never had a "girl tea party".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:georgia;"&gt; She gave of herself over and over and she had such a beautiful attitude about it all - except when lil' Norah got really hungry (aka cried and cried) and I was in the ER with an infection... but that's something we can laugh about now! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;When I think of Jesus serving other people, I think of the example Sherri was to us during those weeks. My heart is so thankful for the wonderful mother in law I have. She is &lt;i&gt;kind&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;smart &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;important&lt;/i&gt;, and I'm thankful for her generous and loving heart. She is a one of a kind, my mother in love.&lt;/span&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/5996515067097784315-3990079547342818556?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/3990079547342818556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/11/mother-in-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/3990079547342818556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/3990079547342818556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/11/mother-in-love.html' title='Mother in love'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vmh8nw7TV1E/Tuj0B3TtLwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RgcAFoXdCO0/s72-c/IMG_0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7286678779452410015</id><published>2011-11-08T15:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:39:03.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil' Norah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been exactly 2 weeks since we got to meet lil' Norah and it stills feels surreal. The amount of love for her that fills my heart is impossible to measure, describe or explain, but it is a whole lot. She's so peaceful, beautiful, quiet (when she's not hungry), calm (also when she's not hungry) and happy (except for when she's hungry)... We love her and as my (soon-to-be) sis-in-law Gretchen said, she's going to be such a babe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love spending time with her and I can't wait to see her lil' personality develop more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The joy of a new life is such a gift from God. Norah is that gift to us and we're so thankful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Myx-dsk_cnw/Trm_vmRdTWI/AAAAAAAAAXM/RrMWKfm8So0/s320/Norah%2Bgoing%2Bhome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672776030098378082" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Norah Rocha Watson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Born on Oct. 25th, 2011 @ 9:35am (PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;W:7lbs 11oz (3,5Kg)   L:21in. (50cm)&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/5996515067097784315-7286678779452410015?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7286678779452410015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/11/lil-norah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7286678779452410015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7286678779452410015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/11/lil-norah.html' title='Lil&apos; Norah'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Myx-dsk_cnw/Trm_vmRdTWI/AAAAAAAAAXM/RrMWKfm8So0/s72-c/Norah%2Bgoing%2Bhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7735745072516202974</id><published>2011-10-21T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T12:23:46.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Names &amp; Dates</title><content type='html'>During this pregnancy, the two main topics of baby-indecision in our house were "what are we going to name this baby?" and "when do you think she'll be born?". We didn't know the answer to both of these questions until a few days ago. We had decided on a name for this lil' one but had no idea about the date until last Tuesday. So, first things first, her name.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we found out about baby Watson, Brad mentioned that he wanted him or her to have a Celtic name. Why? I don't know. He likes anything Celtic, and as we started to look at some of the names, I really liked how they sounded. My only condition was that it would have to be a name you could say well in Portuguese and in English. Our list started with maybe 5 names and we added some that were not necessarily Celtic but we really liked them and the meanings. They also sounded good in Portuguese but we soon realized we were not "falling in love" with any of the names we had written down. So, I went to Powell's and got the book "60,000 baby names" and thought "This is it. We have to choose a name!" Brad was a lil' overwhelmed with the 60,000 options and I was just having fun going through all these names. Finally, we started writing some names down and the list got to about 20 options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next thing was the meaning of the name. As we went through the names on the list, we looked at the meanings and crossed off the ones we didn't like much. The list went from 20 to 2 very quickly.  (i know, we're kinda name-snobs...) And then we started calling her one of the 2 names we had picked to "test" and see what would sound best. Finally, we fell in love and knew what we'd call her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her name will be Norah Rocha Watson. Norah means "honor", "compassion" and "ray of light" and we really loved it. Every time I say "Norah" I can only imagine her sweet face and (for some reason) her brown eyes looking at me. "Rocha" is my mom's last name that we wanted our kids to have since they won't be able to meet her. "Watson" well, that's pretty self-explanatory. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we had a name, we were still unsure about the date until about 2 weeks ago. You can't predict when your child will be born, unless you have to go through a C-section - which looks like will be our situation. Last Tuesday we had an appointment with the OB-GYN and lil' Norah is still sitting in my belly. So we have a cesarean scheduled for this upcoming Tuesday, October 25th at 7:30am. This is 1 week earlier than my due date, but C-sections are scheduled for 39 weeks to avoid a situation when the mom starts going into labor and halfway through it, an emergency c-section needs to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first was told about the c-section I was very scared and disappointed. I wanted a normal labor. But things have been a bit better since and though I'm still a bit disappointed, I'm no longer scared. I'm getting excited to meet lil' Norah, and so is Brad. We're on the countdown for 4 more days, until this lil' one meets the world around her. Unless she turns around in the last minute. Who knows what could happen? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7735745072516202974?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7735745072516202974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/10/names-dates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7735745072516202974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7735745072516202974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/10/names-dates.html' title='Names &amp; Dates'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-8923771583125751159</id><published>2011-10-17T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:15:12.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>38 weeks - twists and turns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's been challenging to keep  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;this blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;up-to-date on the events of this baby/pregnancy, but I'm going to attempt to do that tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tomorrow I will officially be 38 weeks pregnant. I feel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- thankful that it's almost over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- short of breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- some pain on my back &amp;amp; hips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- tired of waking up 4/5 times in the middle of the night (I know this is prep for the rest of my life, but still it's a change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- and most of all... I feel HUGE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Baby girl seems to still be growing even though I'm not sure how she's fitting in my belly. Like I said, I feel huge and the reality is... I am kinda big. It's impossible for me to bend over, I definitely have an &lt;i&gt;outie, &lt;/i&gt;and the belly has started to weigh me down. I'm looking forward to being able to look down and see my toes again, walk normally and not be as tired. Oh wait, that last one is not going to happen for a long time. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Besides the normal things that comes with being 38 weeks pregnant, we had a little turn of events last week.  During my pre-natal appointment, our midwife did an ultrasound and we found out that baby girl is breeched. What does it mean? It means that instead of looking like the baby on the left (ready to slip down and come to the world), baby girl is positioned like the baby on the right (just hanging out). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACKNOoKH_8U/Tpz8s8lGbTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PAoGda6zE9M/s320/breech%2Bbaby.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664680280431422770" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;So what's going to happen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;We don't know yet, for sure. We did an &lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/0_breech-birth_158.bc#articlesection2"&gt;external version&lt;/a&gt; last week (quite a painful experience, and worth way more than 3 paragraphs of explanation) but she didn't move an inch. She's healthy, her heartbeat is great, she's still moving around and apparently she just loves to be seated. You can't fight with that, I guess. So, after the external version, our options right now are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;- baby girl moves and turns head down so we can have a normal labor and delivery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- the doc can try another external version before our 3rd option which is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- a c-section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We have an appointment tomorrow morning with the doc that might possibly do the c-section. I have a thousand questions for her and I hope we'll have a better understanding of the big "c-monster". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm still hoping she'll be head down. It would be lovely, for sure. We shall see where these twists and turns take us in the next 2 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-8923771583125751159?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/8923771583125751159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/10/38-weeks-twists-and-turns.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8923771583125751159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8923771583125751159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/10/38-weeks-twists-and-turns.html' title='38 weeks - twists and turns'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACKNOoKH_8U/Tpz8s8lGbTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PAoGda6zE9M/s72-c/breech%2Bbaby.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7412670255679005722</id><published>2011-09-19T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:42:37.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;These last 2 weekends brought in days filled with "baby stuff".  We had decided that the only way we'd be able to finish the nursery was to set aside a weekend to "get it done" and write it on the calendar, so that's what we did. Sept. 10th and 11th were the chosen dates and we took it at heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Our house has 2 bedrooms and the master bedroom has a sunroom in the back, facing the back yard/garden. We had decided to turn that room into the baby's nursery. It's not a very big room (maybe 8 x 8) but we love the fact that is attached to our bedroom so we went with it. Brad did a wonderful job painting the walls, ceiling and windows. He also caulked the windows because we can't really open them and it does get a bit chilly in the back of the house. The room had been painted since the end of June, but we hadn't done anything else to it so last weekend we put the decal on the wall, put the curtains up, moved the furniture around (in the tiny 8x8 room!) and everything seems to be in place for this lil' one to arrive. It took us the whole afternoon and some of the evening to get it all done but it was really fun, we had a blast together! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Brad did an awesome job with everything! He sanded and painted the changing table/dresser, he picked the rug for her room, put the crib together, took care of the windows, put the curtains up and even ironed them. I was pretty impressed, especially with the iron part. :) We're both so pleased with the room! Brad kept going back and saying "It's so cute, isn't it?" :) and I definitely agree!! It's simple, cute and right next door to us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;The mess before (already with the ironed curtains up)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);   -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npQnm4z9Hvo/TneLNnfwjJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/83ULgwWdulM/s320/IMG_0244.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140923243695250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;Putting the decal on the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6tbvzge4zDg/TneLN-Ikw_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/xHMvL-Yj6BU/s320/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140929320469490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5nYAmETDAs/TneLOAZu1cI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Pjp2xhBtedA/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140929929303490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:100%;" &gt;Final product!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ic6NIEglQ6k/TneJNTcSwfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ZkCYB7TYvzA/s320/DSC_1952.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654138718837195250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEJeyJKjHeU/TneJNixIZQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/5-CPM0_0OCA/s320/DSC_1953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654138722951128322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gAn_Kmbh5c/TneJNw-PtKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/U_iYs-Yx1wE/s320/DSC_1954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654138726764229794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyWxgaboDMQ/TneJmH21R5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/x0NV7NcDSWY/s1600/DSC_1957.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyWxgaboDMQ/TneJmH21R5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/x0NV7NcDSWY/s320/DSC_1957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654139145224013714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;And of course since we live in Portland, we had to "PuT a BiRd On It!!" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;We're excited to welcome our lil' one and feel so very blessed as future parents! Thank you for the love everyone and thanks to the Creator of life for taking care of her even inside the womb as Psalm 139 says!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7412670255679005722?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7412670255679005722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/09/nursery.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7412670255679005722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7412670255679005722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/09/nursery.html' title='Nursery'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npQnm4z9Hvo/TneLNnfwjJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/83ULgwWdulM/s72-c/IMG_0244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1042305807106176300</id><published>2011-09-06T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T18:01:53.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Today I had two of the most interesting conversations ever in Portland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Scenario #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Shannon, Emily &amp;amp; I were hanging out at Woodstock Park this morning, which is right by the Elementary School.  As soon as we arrived there we noticed all the parents who were taking their kids to the 1st day of school.  The kids were excited and so were the parents, it was cute. The bell rang and everybody went inside. We stayed by the baseball fields where Emily could watch her kids play in the playground while we hung out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;In the middle of our conversation this lady + her dog walk by us and she starts this lil' convo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Hi there! I thought school had started..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Yes, it did! The kids just walked in!" - and we pointed to the school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Oh, I see. So what are you doing here?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;**We look at each other, a lil' puzzled and say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"We're just... hanging out..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Oh, I see. That's what you prefer to do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Well, we're done with school..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Hum, I guess that's the choice you've made for yourselves. Alright, well have a good day then."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Thanks, you too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Of course, as she leaves, we look at each other like "What in the world just happened?" and THEN we realize: She thought we were in High school (which made us feel good b/ she thought we were really young)!!! So we started laughing and in my head I start to think of 3,000 things I wish I would have told her, like this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Lady, I've been done with College for 3 years now. I'm 28, expecting my first child. She is also 28, done with her school and has travelled the world for the last 3 years. And she is in her 30s, obviously done with school because now she actually teaches her own FOUR kids!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;But none of that was said, and we just laughed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Scenario #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;This afternoon I got a lil' pampered. Brad got me this Groupon that I could use for a pedi &amp;amp; mani anytime before baby girl is born, so today was the chosen day and I was excited to go get my nails done especially these days when they grow SUPER fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;The lady that was pampering me wasn't very talkative but she'd make comments about her sister who is also pregnant and about her other sister who just had a baby, and so we talked about family, babies, pregnancy, etc. In the midst of our conversation, I asked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Did you grow up in Portland?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Yes, actually I grew up right around here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Oh wow. Your whole life?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Yup!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"That's awesome, it's rare to find someone who grew up in Portland their whole lives."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Yeah, I guess my parents just decided to settle here, they liked it here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Oh, cool. Where are your parents from?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"I mean, they've lived here most of their lives, but I think they're from Hong Kong, China, something like that..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Ohhh... okay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;**The end**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;In my head, I'm thinking: you don't know where your parents are from? You're not sure of your genealogy? You THINK they're from Hong Kong or China?! How can you not know where your family is from?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;So yeah... today was an day with some interesting conversations filled with some humor and lots of questioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;By the way, the Pedi/Mani was amazing. :) Thanks to my sweet husband!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-1042305807106176300?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1042305807106176300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/09/conversations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1042305807106176300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1042305807106176300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/09/conversations.html' title='Conversations'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-5574354980462354197</id><published>2011-08-21T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T15:43:20.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Cloth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4muO5dDDgjc/TlF32lfqEpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N3zC0WWHqkc/s1600/Fuzzibunz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;It's incredible the amount of decisions you have to make for a baby, months before he/she is born. Sure, the biggest one is the "name" for the child (which we haven't decided on yet, if you're curious!), but there are also other decisions like... which color for the room? will it be themed? what furnitures do we REALLY need? what kind of stroller should we look for? what kind of sling to get? do you really need all the 10,000 things that people say you need? and the other "big" question for us is what kind of diapers will we want to use in our child's body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Way before I got pregnant, we made two decisions. First, we decided that we wanted a Bob stroller for the baby (I actually wanted to get pregnant JUST to get a BOB... how ridiculous is that?!?! oh my...!). Second, we decided that we wanted to use cloth diapers for our child. Well so far the BOB has been replaced by the Bumbleride stroller (which will be talked about in another post) but the cloth diapers remained. So, we're going cloth and here are a few reasons why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;#1) The idea of buying diapers for the next 3/4 years of my life wasn't very appealing at all. Plus, which brand to choose? I'd rather just have them all in my house and use them up instead of running out of it and going to the store every single week for diapers. So, we decided that convenience would win over making runs to the grocery store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;#2) Researchers say that you use about &lt;a href="http://www.gdiapers.com/happy-planet/great-debate/disposable-diapers"&gt;6,000 diapers&lt;/a&gt; from the moment a baby is born until they're potty-trained (3-4 years)... 6,000 diapers are A LOT and more than that, they end up COSTING a lot!!! How come &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/HUGGIES-Little-Snugglers-Diapers-Size-1-2/13866225?wmlspartner=jXot6eVeYJg&amp;amp;sourceid=39956472780136816282"&gt;168 lil' diapers &lt;/a&gt;cost about $40.00?! We'd go through 60 diapers in 1 week of our newborn's life, which means we'd need 240 diapers a month, about $80.00 for the first few months of her life. One cloth diaper, that you can use and wash it and use it again cost 19/20 dollars a piece, and in the long run we figured that it would be worth the high cost upfront. So, early on we decided that cloth diapers would be a good financial decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;#3) My friend Jessica Bottomly has two beautiful little girls and she was a big influence on our decision to use cloth. She uses cloth diapers with Banner now (since Adley is potty-trained! YEAY!) and it works really well for her family. I remember we took a trip to Kansas with her and Zak and that was the only time she used disposable since we were gone for about 4 days and stayed in hotel rooms with no time to wash diapers. So, when we travel to the Midwest with baby girl, I don't plan to use cloth diapers because it does get messy and complicated to wash your diapers in other people's homes... Speaking of washing them, that can be a hassle so I hear, and I'm sure it'll be necessary to create a system in our house to have enough diapers &amp;amp; sanity of mind during the week. And that's also where Jess influenced me. She is also a pretty practical person, and she created a "wash-it-every-other-day" system for her own mind's sake that has been working for her for almost 4 years now. I like it! So, we have a good example of a family who decided to use cloth diapers and are very successful with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;#4) There is, of course, the environmental reason.  Researchers also say that it takes &lt;a href="http://www.gdiapers.com/gdiapers101"&gt;500 years&lt;/a&gt; to biodegrade each diaper we use, and I'm pretty we won't be on earth to watch all the diapers we'd use biodegrade, so we went the cloth route for that reason too. When we have more kids, we're able to use the same diapers that were used with baby #1 instead of adding up to the pile of disposable diapers that are in the landfills. Once again, this is a personal decision. I'm far away from being an "environmentalist-fighter" person, but I do enjoy the world God created and that we live in so I figured I could do a lil' bit to contribute and care for the environment.  So, we can care for the earth while caring for our baby's butt! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;#5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;There's also the other side of the environmental debate which is "well, you'll be using a lot more water, haven't you thought about that?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;The water issue is an interesting one and I'll admit, I didn't spend much time researching on this topic. But I'll say this: we live in a state where water is one of the most expensive utilities in our house and we've been good about keeping our bill pretty low. I grew up with "turn the water off while you brush your teeth" and "turn the water off if you're just shampooing your hair" and "make sure the water isn't running in the kitchen", etc, etc. In Europe, the washers are smaller than the ones in the US so even the way we do our laundry has been different. So we know it'll take us an extra step to have clean diapers but we're hoping that our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;laundry system will be a good one for the environment and for our utility bills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;#6) Cloth diapers are SUPER cute! You can buy covers for it, you can have it in all sorts of colors, you can even match it with the outfit your baby's wearing!! We just got our first order of cloth diapers and I can't wait to mix and match it with all the cute dresses baby girl is going to wear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4muO5dDDgjc/TlF32lfqEpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N3zC0WWHqkc/s1600/Fuzzibunz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4muO5dDDgjc/TlF32lfqEpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N3zC0WWHqkc/s320/Fuzzibunz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643423587733475986" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;So... what kind of cloth diapers to choose from?! There are a gagillion of options so how do you know which one to buy? Well, we chose the "&lt;a href="http://www.fuzzibunzworld.com/index.html?crtag=Google&amp;amp;gclid=COGkv9Wo4aoCFWUZQgodGl407A"&gt;Fuzzibunz&lt;/a&gt;"  because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;- It has been highly-rated among the experts (aka moms) as a durable diaper;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;- Fuzzibunz are easy to wash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;- They have a "perfect size" option that comes with elastic bands which allows you to adjust the size of the diaper as your baby grows, so no need to have different sizes going on in your house;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;- The inserts are super soft and they get softer the more you wash it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;- The snaps help you make sure that there won't be little hands trying to take them off and wake up after a nap naked and wet. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;- Have I mentioned they are really cute??? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;- And here are some &lt;a href="http://www.fuzzibunzworld.com/whyfuzzi.html"&gt;more reasons&lt;/a&gt; to buy Fuzzibunz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;I do think this is a personal decision and in no way, shape or form think highly of myself for using cloth diapers. I think disposable diapers are very practical and functional, but since I do have the option to choose, I just decided to try something else for our baby. According to my friend Colt Westbrook, I am the girl who would not "follow the trends" so... I'm just following this pattern of my life!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hope this is helpful for anyone out there that's trying to decide what kind of diapers to choose from!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-5574354980462354197?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/5574354980462354197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/08/going-cloth.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/5574354980462354197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/5574354980462354197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/08/going-cloth.html' title='Going Cloth!'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4muO5dDDgjc/TlF32lfqEpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N3zC0WWHqkc/s72-c/Fuzzibunz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-112350648166284625</id><published>2011-08-06T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T17:03:08.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... on Portland life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- on Tuesday, Wednesday &amp;amp; Thursday we hosted an "Art camp for kids" in our neighborhood and it was really fun!! Our neighbors came with their children and helped out a lot - it was great to spend more time with them and get to be a little bit more part of their lives. We had different crafts for the kids to work on such as finger paint, "make your own kite", basics of watercolor, among other things. They also learned a little bit of color theory as well as how to be kind and show care for each other. Some basic "kid stuff" you know... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are some pictures of the hours of fun everyone had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gHwqxzmtSr4/Tj3VcqMYn8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/7GYwZDeFB7w/s1600/IMG_0173.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gHwqxzmtSr4/Tj3VcqMYn8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/7GYwZDeFB7w/s320/IMG_0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637896996877017026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A67WW-ZURso/Tj3VcWtAq1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/JTFrFIucaRw/s1600/IMG_0166.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A67WW-ZURso/Tj3VcWtAq1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/JTFrFIucaRw/s320/IMG_0166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637896991645150034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hwUDYWPD2Y/Tj3VcKv-0YI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IgpySGpjV70/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hwUDYWPD2Y/Tj3VcKv-0YI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IgpySGpjV70/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637896988436386178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we're hosting a barbeque/cookout in the hood where we will give out "certificates" to the kids and see them smile big! We're excited. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-112350648166284625?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/112350648166284625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/08/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/112350648166284625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/112350648166284625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/08/quick-update.html' title='Quick update...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gHwqxzmtSr4/Tj3VcqMYn8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/7GYwZDeFB7w/s72-c/IMG_0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-5792647727873266724</id><published>2011-08-04T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T22:16:25.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend away #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNcEiBLU8DU/Tjt7k3FaV0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Xt886Ynem7k/s1600/DSC_1744.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since the world has realized that I am pregnant, I keep hearing things like:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sleep as much as you can now..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"go on dates as much as you can now..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"enjoy some free time now because once she's born, blah blah blah..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure all the people who say those things, speak out of their own experience and I believe partially in what they have to say. I'm positive we won't be able to do lots of things spontaneously once baby girl is born, but I also think there are ways your can enjoy life WITH a baby. Buuuuuut since she's still inside of me, we get to have a little bit of spontaneous moments and go on weekend trips, like last weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday we loaded up the car with very few things and went to Crater Lake National Park, about 5 hours south of Portland. We stayed in a little "western-looking resort" about 30 minutes south of Crater Lake and saved some good bucks on lodging. We also were able to enjoy cheap homemade food at the restaurant across the street and sleep with the windows open hearing the water running on the creek right next to the lodging. It was pretty heavenly to get out of the city for a little bit and be in a place without any cell phone connection, internet or the crazy mixture of bikers+walkers+drivers all on the same road...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crater Lake is a beautiful, huge and deep lake that reflects the sky during the day when the sun is shining on it, and pretty dark grey at night when the moon &amp;amp; stars are the only ones decorating the vast Oregon sky. No matter when you get to look at it, it's beautiful, huge and deep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNcEiBLU8DU/Tjt7k3FaV0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Xt886Ynem7k/s320/DSC_1744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637235231776462658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed seeing the lake by driving on the East Rim and were amazed by all the mountains around it. Central Oregon has SO MANY mountains, it's almost like God continued to spread little drops of the Rockies after the Oregonian desert. We loved the area, loved the place where we stayed and loved to visit another National Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since baby girl won't be born until November, next on the list: Beach Trip, coming up in 4 weeks! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-5792647727873266724?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/5792647727873266724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-away-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/5792647727873266724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/5792647727873266724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-away-1.html' title='Weekend away #1'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bNcEiBLU8DU/Tjt7k3FaV0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Xt886Ynem7k/s72-c/DSC_1744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-4155222987240999306</id><published>2011-06-28T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:01:24.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from being pregnant (it's a lil' long...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://clairewestbrook.blogspot.com/2011/06/lessons-learned-during-pregnancy.html"&gt;Claire Westbrook&lt;/a&gt; posted on her blog yesterday a couple of truthful paragraphs on lessons she has learned from being pregnant. You see, Claire and Colt (her husband) are expecting their first child (just like we are), they found out about their pregnancy around the same time we did, and our babies are due exactly 10 days apart - Claire is due on Oct. 22nd and I'm due on Nov. 1st. We also think there's a high chance our babies will have some crush on each other since they're having a boy and we're having a girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So after reading her post yesterday, I thought of  a gagillion things that I have learned about pregnant life and decided that a comment on her post wouldn't hold all the words I have to say. So I decided to write a blog post about it. Here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Being pregnant is, sometimes, like being in your teen years again: your hormones are functioning like crazy and putting you on a emotional roller coaster stage everyday, your body is changing but you can't even see it happening, and you get pimples in your face even if you didn't have any when you were 13. That was weird...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- At the place where I work, I have to stand up the whole time I'm there - except that I'm pregnant and there's no way on earth that I can stand up for 8 hours without having a leg cramp. So, I have a chair at work and I'm the only person behind the counter who has a chair. When my "pudge" wasn't very visible at first (which was also around the same time I was puking in the middle of the day at work), I'd have customers come up to me and say "So, how come you are the only one with the chair???" kinda like "are you special or something?" So, being pregnant has taught me to blow off nonsense things that people say most of the time... except that a few weeks ago a customer told me what no woman EVER wants to hear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh, you're pregnant?!?! I mean, I noticed you had been gaining some weight but I didn't want to say anything about it..." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This statement people, (read it MEN out there) is a BIG "&lt;b&gt;NO NO&lt;/b&gt;" in a woman's life. You don't say that to your sister. You don't say that to your mom. Or your best friend. NEVER to your wife OR to the bank teller who helps you once a week. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I've learned that my energy level goes up and down everyday.  And I need to be okay with that.  During my 1st trimester I literally had no energy to do anything before work, after work, I didn't want to see anyone, I was grouchy. And I felt horrible, because I felt like I did NOTHING all day. But Brad was always quick to remind me that I had been "busy" all day, hosting our lil' child inside my body and that does take a lot of energy. So, now I'm okay with feeling tired some days more than others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- In the beginning of June, Brad and I went up to Seattle for an early celebration of our 3-year anniversary (which is today, by the way!) to see U2 at the Qwest Field and enjoy a wonderful weekend in the Emerald City. We bought our tickets before we found out about Baby Girl, and we really wanted to see Bono really close, so we bought General Admission tickets. Needless to say that once we found out about baby, we decided that camping out in front of Qwest Field and saving our spot in the middle of the crowd for 24hrs was not a wise decision. So, we enjoyed our day in Seattle and about 2 hours before the doors were open, we went to the stadium. Yes, there was a line and yes, we were not going to be close to the stage. But what we didn't know was that there was a "Pregnant woman section" in the General Admission area with chairs and a wonderful view of the stage, and that's where we stayed. Brad wasn't too excited about it because he wasn't going to be able to shake hands with Bono at that place, but I LOVED the chairs and was able to enjoy the concert probably more than if I had stayed in the middle of people way taller than me. :) Who knew that a "Pregnant Women section" existed in concerts?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I've learned that most of my headaches are related to dehydration. I thought I drank a lot of water before I got pregnant, but now I realize that water really makes up 2/3 of our body.  I'd rather be going to the bathroom every 30 minutes or so than having a huge headache that doesn't even let me open my eyes. I learned it the hard way, but I learned it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I've had CRAZY dreams that I can't even describe because most of them don't make any sense... and that's also because my hormones are just all over the place, so welcome to the world of &lt;a href="http://thedali.org/history/biography.html"&gt;Salvador Dali &lt;/a&gt;when you're pregnant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Brad and I have tried to take a day to just be with each other and have no "nursery/baby" talk. My great friend Jessica reminded me last week that once baby girl is born, it'll NEVER again be only the two of us, so we're trying to enjoy those lil' times now before our lives change forever!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being pregnant is great and I'm loving every stage of it. Most of the time, I only think about the day when she'll be born and we'll be able to hold her, but I know that everyday is important too. So I'm trying to focus on today and how much of a blessing it is to have a human being growing inside of you. It's a beautiful miracle of life and God allows us to be in it. Meanwhile, He's weaving all her lil' limbs, teeth, skin, her character, personality and heart. It's way too mysterious to be explained. So, I'm just trying to take it all in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-4155222987240999306?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/4155222987240999306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/06/lessons-from-being-pregnant-its-lil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/4155222987240999306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/4155222987240999306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/06/lessons-from-being-pregnant-its-lil.html' title='Lessons from being pregnant (it&apos;s a lil&apos; long...)'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1522349914433415322</id><published>2011-06-11T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T17:43:51.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruffled bottoms &amp; Leg warmers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last Tuesday we had an ultrasound; the one that they take forever doing because they measure every single thing there is to measure in a baby's body inside a mom's belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was very emotional to see this lil' one. At first we were able to see a profile of the face and the lil' mouth opening &amp;amp; closing, the legs &amp;amp; the arms moving, it was sweet! Then the ultrasound lady (what do you call people that do ultrasounds??) started searching for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the baby had the legs pretty closed so no luck. She said she'd continue doing all the measurements she had to and would go back to the "search for the gender" later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She measured the size of the brain, found the spinal cord, the stomach, the liver, the bladder and showed us the 4 chambers of the heart - a tiny little heart beating! CRAZY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then she went back to the "search" and was able to see... nothing between the legs!! Which means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!! (I'm sure you had figured that out based on the title of this post...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Funny thing about it is that most of our friends &amp;amp; some of our family had decided, for sure, the baby was a boy... so we were kinda mentally prepared to hear the words "it's a boy". But when the US lade said "well, it looks like it's a girl!" we were both a lil shocked! And then excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Introducing to you: lil baby girl Watson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhTzZf4NvTs/TfQLEJu6mQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/n-zx1wpjBgU/s320/DSC_1472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126801197930754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These days all I can think about is ruffled bottoms &amp;amp; leg warmers...! This is way too exciting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-1522349914433415322?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1522349914433415322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/06/ruffled-bottoms-leg-warmers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1522349914433415322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1522349914433415322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/06/ruffled-bottoms-leg-warmers.html' title='Ruffled bottoms &amp; Leg warmers'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhTzZf4NvTs/TfQLEJu6mQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/n-zx1wpjBgU/s72-c/DSC_1472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-5325404710423850440</id><published>2011-05-29T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T17:40:14.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;About 1 month ago we had the opportunity to go to Portugal and spend 2 wonderful weeks in the "place where we met". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some highlights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- It was wonderful to "walk down memory lane" with Brad as we drove on the streets of Carnaxide;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I loved that I got to introduce my wonderful friends to my amazing husband;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Our trips to Sintra and the times we spent there while sipping on a good "galao" and eating yummy "travesseiros";&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We went on date and watched a beautiful Lisbon sunset from the Castelo de Sao Jorge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We also were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;spoiled to the max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; by lovely friends and family. We ate A LOT of Bacalhau (cod fish), yummy pastries and had lots of good coffee - well, decaf for me and baby don't worry, Vovo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Speaking of baby, this lil' one was super spoiled as well. We brought back a suitcase full of baby clothes (and other yummy goodness) that people gave us - we were so blessed!! It was overwhelming the amount of gifts our friends kept giving us, I tear up thinking of how much this lil' one is already SO LOVED by so many people across the ocean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was very meaningful to go there with Brad, especially because when we lived there we were not dating and had very different lives. Now that we're married, we get to build our own "Portugal experience" together. I loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sintra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMRhR_nDCyA/TeLgnxqJM3I/AAAAAAAAASY/qs0rOtTUe6Y/s320/DSC_0582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612295059606680434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Travesseiros, Pasteis &amp;amp; a Bica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_u8dNpCdypw/TeLgoPNTbCI/AAAAAAAAASg/op1TBIQtAZs/s1600/DSC_0597.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_u8dNpCdypw/TeLgoPNTbCI/AAAAAAAAASg/op1TBIQtAZs/s320/DSC_0597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612295067538779170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sintra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xFAbN17u-0w/TeLgocdsdMI/AAAAAAAAASo/4j8w5QI6c7Q/s1600/DSC_0650.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xFAbN17u-0w/TeLgocdsdMI/AAAAAAAAASo/4j8w5QI6c7Q/s320/DSC_0650.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612295071097189570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Joao, Rita &amp;amp; us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_u8dNpCdypw/TeLgoPNTbCI/AAAAAAAAASg/op1TBIQtAZs/s1600/DSC_0597.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noy7ePRg8O4/TeLgot7pbCI/AAAAAAAAASw/BLWdkH04S8k/s320/DSC_0716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612295075786222626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Monica, Rita &amp;amp; I at the Moinho - beautiful Guincho beach on the background!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKjlNkrG3Q0/TeLgoxQQiMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LaBPKbkZ8n8/s1600/DSC_0738.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKjlNkrG3Q0/TeLgoxQQiMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LaBPKbkZ8n8/s320/DSC_0738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612295076677978306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Us at the Guincho beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQwWs2RY-ro/TeLiX1MUaiI/AAAAAAAAATA/XEkhHorRBjI/s1600/DSC_0759.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQwWs2RY-ro/TeLiX1MUaiI/AAAAAAAAATA/XEkhHorRBjI/s320/DSC_0759.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612296984700676642" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At a park in Lisbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKjlNkrG3Q0/TeLgoxQQiMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LaBPKbkZ8n8/s1600/DSC_0738.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqY6HfCFQ9o/TeLiYCgdcAI/AAAAAAAAATI/Dm0_dKnFux0/s1600/DSC_0794.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqY6HfCFQ9o/TeLiYCgdcAI/AAAAAAAAATI/Dm0_dKnFux0/s320/DSC_0794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612296988274814978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Brad &amp;amp; Paulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQwWs2RY-ro/TeLiX1MUaiI/AAAAAAAAATA/XEkhHorRBjI/s1600/DSC_0759.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SBZARpmZQ3E/TeLiYY9gi9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/AeRkJArjOl0/s1600/DSC_0835.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SBZARpmZQ3E/TeLiYY9gi9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/AeRkJArjOl0/s320/DSC_0835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612296994302233554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqY6HfCFQ9o/TeLiYCgdcAI/AAAAAAAAATI/Dm0_dKnFux0/s1600/DSC_0794.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCIG_UahBaU/TeLiZEfrirI/AAAAAAAAATg/RlwMOLGJ2rY/s1600/DSC_0914.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCIG_UahBaU/TeLiZEfrirI/AAAAAAAAATg/RlwMOLGJ2rY/s320/DSC_0914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612297005988285106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lisboa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XwVauPDuVyM/TeLkHCjCOYI/AAAAAAAAATo/VSrshMHOunM/s320/DSC_0940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612298895251093890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love these two - Bekits &amp;amp; Same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noy7ePRg8O4/TeLgot7pbCI/AAAAAAAAASw/BLWdkH04S8k/s1600/DSC_0716.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xFAbN17u-0w/TeLgocdsdMI/AAAAAAAAASo/4j8w5QI6c7Q/s1600/DSC_0650.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPMLcO7aO6o/TeLkHSekbMI/AAAAAAAAATw/1-3-iJgDMAE/s1600/DSC_0991.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPMLcO7aO6o/TeLkHSekbMI/AAAAAAAAATw/1-3-iJgDMAE/s320/DSC_0991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612298899527331010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eating one of his childhood favorite ice-creams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ChpPBSnrbo/TeLkHvbOPGI/AAAAAAAAAT4/R5hxmujvL3E/s320/DSC_0993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612298907297922146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My favorite twins - Cadi &amp;amp; Suze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfc6mvdOfAc/TeLkH92XCoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/47LqcF79ZfI/s1600/DSC_1022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfc6mvdOfAc/TeLkH92XCoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/47LqcF79ZfI/s320/DSC_1022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612298911169841794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love them - my aunt &amp;amp; uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQtHB71t230/TeLkIFHjpuI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LbbdB4VaOZg/s320/DSC_0787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612298913121019618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A huge &amp;amp; delicious filet of "bacalhau"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ChpPBSnrbo/TeLkHvbOPGI/AAAAAAAAAT4/R5hxmujvL3E/s1600/DSC_0993.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPMLcO7aO6o/TeLkHSekbMI/AAAAAAAAATw/1-3-iJgDMAE/s1600/DSC_0991.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_8L1z2xgtxQ/TeLmGozC-zI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/PbaF-faSvAw/s1600/DSC_0833.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_8L1z2xgtxQ/TeLmGozC-zI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/PbaF-faSvAw/s320/DSC_0833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301087362186034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-TUh05OtG0/TeLmGz1xlSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qEzzR1Wt6AI/s1600/DSC_0994.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-TUh05OtG0/TeLmGz1xlSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qEzzR1Wt6AI/s320/DSC_0994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301090326418722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;More dear friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_8L1z2xgtxQ/TeLmGozC-zI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/PbaF-faSvAw/s1600/DSC_0833.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGdLFCFIPZs/TeLmHVAQmTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/bmoXJ1zw_cE/s1600/DSC_1027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGdLFCFIPZs/TeLmHVAQmTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/bmoXJ1zw_cE/s320/DSC_1027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301099228764466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Brad entertaining the crowd with his Wii abilities! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7-TUh05OtG0/TeLmGz1xlSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qEzzR1Wt6AI/s1600/DSC_0994.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VOY110RDak/TeLmHgKZKrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fpm84IevcQ8/s320/DSC_1046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301102224059058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At a scone &amp;amp; tea place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ynMVro4rz44/TeLmH1IbCkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1q7-ZNaftoM/s320/DSC_1038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612301107852937794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XwVauPDuVyM/TeLkHCjCOYI/AAAAAAAAATo/VSrshMHOunM/s1600/DSC_0940.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCIG_UahBaU/TeLiZEfrirI/AAAAAAAAATg/RlwMOLGJ2rY/s1600/DSC_0914.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Portugal is and always will be in our hearts - it's a special place, full of very special people to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQtHB71t230/TeLkIFHjpuI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LbbdB4VaOZg/s1600/DSC_0787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfc6mvdOfAc/TeLkH92XCoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/47LqcF79ZfI/s1600/DSC_1022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-5325404710423850440?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/5325404710423850440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/05/portugal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/5325404710423850440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lots of things growing around here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my belly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;veggies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Brad's beard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dlk79ZW9RDE/Td1kAEqDg6I/AAAAAAAAARo/CMZrv3-o_TQ/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610750663186416546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLoVOaKM7fk/Td1kAUORKeI/AAAAAAAAARw/dtBvs39uSMY/s320/DSC_0392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610750667364837858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8SqBy6lfZw/Td1kA8cX8EI/AAAAAAAAAR4/a343f2YH1t0/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610750678161420354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Beginning of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmV0uHNi2Gw/Td1kBP1NxGI/AAAAAAAAASA/TIsi9o84jms/s1600/DSC_1028.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmV0uHNi2Gw/Td1kBP1NxGI/AAAAAAAAASA/TIsi9o84jms/s320/DSC_1028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610750683365885026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;End of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-gJanRqdHQ/Td1lufx63EI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JmhM_itnYS4/s320/DSC_1098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610752560252771394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This brings me memories of College years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;More on the "belly" part and the "veggies" part to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-5576683770590852874?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/5576683770590852874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/05/growing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/5576683770590852874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/5576683770590852874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/05/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dlk79ZW9RDE/Td1kAEqDg6I/AAAAAAAAARo/CMZrv3-o_TQ/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-629067860676465274</id><published>2011-04-19T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T13:54:42.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This weekend something awesome happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mSjNhULjxu0/Ta31AZwN9QI/AAAAAAAAARg/61R3UjM1Njk/s1600/Finbabygirl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mSjNhULjxu0/Ta31AZwN9QI/AAAAAAAAARg/61R3UjM1Njk/s320/Finbabygirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597399299153327362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This photo was taken by the super talented &lt;a href="http://lampstand.tv/"&gt;Derek Watson&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Baby girl, Finley Ryan Watson was born just 15 minutes shy of sharing the same birthday with her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;favorite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;aunt. :) This sweetie is only the 1st of many in the lives of Derek and Julie and we are SO happy for them. I seriously CANNOT WAIT to hold her, hear her laughing, crying and let her crawl everywhere (would that be considered spoiling?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Congratulations brother and sister! We love you 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-629067860676465274?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/629067860676465274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/04/beauty-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/629067860676465274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/629067860676465274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/04/beauty-3.html' title='Beauty (3)'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mSjNhULjxu0/Ta31AZwN9QI/AAAAAAAAARg/61R3UjM1Njk/s72-c/Finbabygirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1340080012654907650</id><published>2011-04-12T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:35:28.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lots of people out today. The city is becoming alive again. All because of this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Jh-Q1abCzs/TaT9fi80iBI/AAAAAAAAARY/5SSFZlnpEtg/s1600/DSC_0525.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Jh-Q1abCzs/TaT9fi80iBI/AAAAAAAAARY/5SSFZlnpEtg/s320/DSC_0525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594875355500677138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Jh-Q1abCzs/TaT9fi80iBI/AAAAAAAAARY/5SSFZlnpEtg/s1600/DSC_0525.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Ha esperanca, Ana Nunes!)&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/5996515067097784315-1340080012654907650?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1340080012654907650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/04/beauty-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1340080012654907650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1340080012654907650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/04/beauty-2.html' title='Beauty (2)'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Jh-Q1abCzs/TaT9fi80iBI/AAAAAAAAARY/5SSFZlnpEtg/s72-c/DSC_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-3571285101889436128</id><published>2011-04-11T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:09:24.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_US8GApyOIc/TaNf44_C6YI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yjXgiIVc9Qc/s1600/DSC_0474.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_US8GApyOIc/TaNf44_C6YI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yjXgiIVc9Qc/s320/DSC_0474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594420593098418562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHfFzcRwGTU/TaNfF-_4K9I/AAAAAAAAARI/gOhSwX2CuRw/s1600/DSC_0433.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHfFzcRwGTU/TaNfF-_4K9I/AAAAAAAAARI/gOhSwX2CuRw/s320/DSC_0433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594419718539193298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cloudy skies and blooming trees... spring is coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-3571285101889436128?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/3571285101889436128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/04/beauty-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/3571285101889436128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/3571285101889436128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/04/beauty-1.html' title='Beauty (1)'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_US8GApyOIc/TaNf44_C6YI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yjXgiIVc9Qc/s72-c/DSC_0474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7199722783679761194</id><published>2011-03-28T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:42:09.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...28 more days until we cross this country and an ocean to see some of this beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-uVmH5DqJQ/TZFFhZ9MIQI/AAAAAAAAARA/SfZAzKbUkxE/s1600/palacio_sintra.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94Fa-gmC3Xs/TZFFg0wX_1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/DvM47l0eXm8/s1600/Lisboa2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94Fa-gmC3Xs/TZFFg0wX_1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/DvM47l0eXm8/s320/Lisboa2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589325042763169618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-uVmH5DqJQ/TZFFhZ9MIQI/AAAAAAAAARA/SfZAzKbUkxE/s1600/palacio_sintra.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-uVmH5DqJQ/TZFFhZ9MIQI/AAAAAAAAARA/SfZAzKbUkxE/s320/palacio_sintra.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589325052749029634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or eat this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fkRXrWs4vY/TZFFhH8dHAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/wVV87-x8IJ4/s1600/bacalhau.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fkRXrWs4vY/TZFFhH8dHAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/wVV87-x8IJ4/s320/bacalhau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589325047914109954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and this, too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zk6T1uhPHhA/TZFFhO_Ff4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/554O78X63Ag/s1600/pasteis.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zk6T1uhPHhA/TZFFhO_Ff4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/554O78X63Ag/s320/pasteis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589325049804193666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And did I mention that my heart pounds really fast when I start to think about all the people we'll get to see again??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's nothing like leaving home to go... home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7199722783679761194?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7199722783679761194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/03/only.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7199722783679761194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7199722783679761194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/03/only.html' title='Only...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94Fa-gmC3Xs/TZFFg0wX_1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/DvM47l0eXm8/s72-c/Lisboa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-35204066197102248</id><published>2011-03-15T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:48:43.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ides of March (not a creepy post, I promise!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wowzers. Where have all the days gone?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These last 3 weeks were super fast-paced for multiple reasons, here are a few: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1) Brad's sweet grandpa passed away on Feb. 27th. We flew to OKC and celebrated his life with hundreds of other people I had never met before and whose lives were impacted by his life. It was a sweet service and everything was so meaningful. We saw a lot of family that we haven't seen since our wedding, and met other family that we didn't even know existed. And though I didn't know what to expect from a "memorial service" or a "weekend of mourning", there was not much mourning taking place. People were sad for his absence, don't get me wrong. However, there was much celebration of the great life he lived while on earth. I never had the chance to meet him very well, but attending the memorial service made me realize the kind of man he was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grandpa was a gentleman. A man with character and integrity. A sweet and funny man with an incredible sharp mind for business. A wonderful husband and dad. A strong believer, well respected. For many, he was the best sunday school teacher they've ever had. For some he was a role model, their hero. He loved his family. Loved people. Loved God. It was beautiful to see his life remembered and God honored for who this one man was while he walked on earth. What a great man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2) We moved 1 mile south of our lil' Belmont place and LOTS of people from our sweet community helped. Thanks a MILLION! According to my uncle Dara, "we're moving up in life" going from an apartment, to a duplex, to a house. I'm not sure where that "up in life" takes us, but I sure like this house. Brad's favorite spot so far has been the front porch. My favorite spot: my bed where I can sleep without people thumping above my head. :) I also love waking up to the birds chirping. It's like we live in the country side but really, we're just 2 miles from downtown Portland. Kinda crazy and I love it. I'm posting some pics of the house but not everything is "ready for show" yet so, more shall come. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ar_893Atcc/TX_rZD6ephI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fNgV2gPJFqw/s320/DSC_0372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584440878742545938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Md6Mq0zGfs/TX_rZj9lybI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KOn0Nk55-9o/s320/DSC_0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584440887345531314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Breakfast "nook"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3) Brad turned 25 this past Sunday. Woooo-hoooo!!! He can now rent a car! :) We celebrated together in our house with yummy pancakes and eggs for breakfast, and later with some friends and a Coconut Chocolate chip Pound Cake as he requested! And he was also the one who taught me what Ides of March is, hence the title of the post. Seriously, it's the only reason. ;) He's so smart. And handsome. And he loves to ski so he'll be doing that soon to continue celebrating his birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-oLpZGsDrw/TX_sa5FNEBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Leb15TzU-Eg/s1600/DSC_0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-oLpZGsDrw/TX_sa5FNEBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Leb15TzU-Eg/s320/DSC_0376.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584442009706106898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Hurry... up... please...! :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy Pre-Spring everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-35204066197102248?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/35204066197102248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/03/ides-of-march.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/35204066197102248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/35204066197102248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/03/ides-of-march.html' title='The Ides of March (not a creepy post, I promise!)'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ar_893Atcc/TX_rZD6ephI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fNgV2gPJFqw/s72-c/DSC_0372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7319051665174629502</id><published>2011-02-22T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:01:26.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating life a year later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIJV2A2RAXA/TWRTpwKlNHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aoOa1OvOadA/s1600/DSC07467.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was dreading last week. Why? Well because on February 20th, 2010 my mom left this place we call Earth. It all happened so fast. I was so far away. I remember what my heart felt when I heard the words "Your mom passed away" spoken to me through a phone conversation with my aunt. I will never forget that moment. It's almost an unbearable pain to remember that day. What made it all better and even in the midst of pain, it became a perfect weekend, was that I was surrounded by the best friends on the planet - and later joined by Brad. If I could have handpicked who I wanted to be with when that moment happened, it would have been them. So, thanks Carol, Amanda and Emily.  I love you all so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There were thousands of things that happened that weekend that made it all better. One of the many important pieces happened in our trip to Illinois, while we were trying to get tickets to Brazil as fast as we could and get an expedited VISA for Brad. Sweet Carol and adventurous Andrew drove us to Chicago in the snow, so we could get Brad's visa and fly out from there. It was a crazy adventure, but one that I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, fast forward to this year. About 2 months ago Brad asked me if I had thought about the "anniversary weekend". I told him I didn't really know what I wanted to do for it - part of me wanted to just let it go by really fast and part of me wanted to do something happy and enjoyable. He asked me to take the weekend off because he had already planned on something for us (Thanks hubs!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you know Brad, you know that when he wants to plan something special, he REALLY takes time thinking through it. He plans with excellence. So for this weekend, he planned to rent a place on the coast for us to stay. But it wasn't just for us. He asked Carol and Andrew to come and join the "party". Why? Because as I explained earlier, they were key people when it all happened a year ago. Plus, Carol went to Portugal with me exactly 1 year before my mom died to help take care of her. Plus, Carol is just the best friend anyone could have. And then she married Andrew who is an awesome guy, and happened to befriend Brad through all those "wedding weekends" we went through after college. Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They flew into Portland last Tuesday and on Thursday we went to Waldport in Central Oregon. The weekend was awesome!!! The house we stayed was ON THE BEACH and even though the weatherman said "it will snow on the coast all weekend long", the wonderful Lord sent us an amazing sunshine all day on Saturday. We rode the Pacific Coast Highway up North from Waldport to Cannon Beach and stopped along the way for a visit to the Tillamook Cheese Factory, good coffee and... pictures, of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not only the place we stayed was great and the weather was perfect, but we were able to remember my mom and celebrate her life together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My mom was a wonderful woman. Strong. Joyful. Perseverant. Excellent. A hard worker. A giver. A wise woman. Loved the Lord. She would always say "God is faithful, merciful and just" no matter what the circumstance. Loved her family. Loved me. She also had her crazy moments, but don't all moms do? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIJV2A2RAXA/TWRTpwKlNHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aoOa1OvOadA/s1600/DSC07467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIJV2A2RAXA/TWRTpwKlNHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aoOa1OvOadA/s320/DSC07467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576674215360541810" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I loved her. I still do. I learned so much from her. And one of the many things I learned from her was that we must enjoy life and thank God for every breath we take. Celebrate life and celebrate today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So that's what we did this past weekend. It was wonderful. Praise the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8WSCgQRA1U/TWQhbEloF8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/gBCMcwdKbUw/s1600/DSC_1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8WSCgQRA1U/TWQhbEloF8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/gBCMcwdKbUw/s320/DSC_1030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576618987563259842" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIvV37OCSWY/TWQha3HWRvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1QM8bKPOzIU/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIvV37OCSWY/TWQha3HWRvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1QM8bKPOzIU/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIvV37OCSWY/TWQha3HWRvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1QM8bKPOzIU/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIvV37OCSWY/TWQha3HWRvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1QM8bKPOzIU/s320/DSC_0297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576618983946602226" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAH5OyD4_kE/TWRRanyCQUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Xhp9F3P1pU0/s1600/DSC_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAH5OyD4_kE/TWRRanyCQUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Xhp9F3P1pU0/s320/DSC_0941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576671756388811074" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjvy9tpXAV8/TWRRaa0uCBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Wg-zXEG3G5Q/s1600/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjvy9tpXAV8/TWRRaa0uCBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Wg-zXEG3G5Q/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576671752910407698" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7319051665174629502?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7319051665174629502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/02/celebrating-life-year-later.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7319051665174629502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7319051665174629502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/02/celebrating-life-year-later.html' title='Celebrating life a year later'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIJV2A2RAXA/TWRTpwKlNHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aoOa1OvOadA/s72-c/DSC07467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7641392055568635213</id><published>2011-02-06T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:33:32.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week of Superbowl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU-DJ0yntyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YCv0-LV9fxo/s1600/DSC_0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: small; "&gt;Snapshots of this &lt;b&gt;past week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- The Wood Brothers went to the Wonder Ballroom and were simply spectacular! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_mryPZXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KIusdcdCqEs/s320/DSC_0706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570811566645798258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Portland, for part of the week, looked like this (and this is NOT a complaint):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_mzUwNMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4G-9s7FQPQM/s1600/DSC_0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_mzUwNMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4G-9s7FQPQM/s320/DSC_0713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570811568669603010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- We drove to Mt. Angel, a small town south of Wilsonville, and were gifted with an amazing sunset and clear skies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_nGE49QI/AAAAAAAAAOo/rQD2J92-6pw/s1600/DSC_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_nGE49QI/AAAAAAAAAOo/rQD2J92-6pw/s320/DSC_0721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570811573703341314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_nQgVh4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/gF-HJymEt-M/s320/DSC_0744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570811576502814594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I spy with my little eye... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- SOMA Communities training at Red Sea was full of life, enriching and heart changing. There are not enough pictures that could describe the days we spent going through the Story of God with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;amily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Our hearts got a little shaky and... anxious with the news on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brookhills.org/new/prayforjonathanb.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Carol's brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; (please, pray for the Bean family...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- I cried my eyes out on Thursday when I thought I had lost my ring forever and forever after it fell into the heater vent buuuuuuut my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; husband went to the rescue and got it back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU97Mg8sJsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/NdLvKB8Lolg/s320/CSC_0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570806719013725890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~My precious~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Things we're looking forward to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Life with gospel community this week - aaaaalways good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Life with these cats next week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU-B5VfRpVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hRnqDx1-jcE/s1600/Greatpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU-B5VfRpVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hRnqDx1-jcE/s320/Greatpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570814086101443922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes, that's Andrew behind a beard :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_nQgVh4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/gF-HJymEt-M/s1600/DSC_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_nGE49QI/AAAAAAAAAOo/rQD2J92-6pw/s1600/DSC_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Less than 80 days until we get to be here again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU98hahyxYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/nlPJZTP68Lc/s1600/lisboa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU98hahyxYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/nlPJZTP68Lc/s320/lisboa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570808177579181442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bela Lisboa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh, and the Packers won today, right?! I had no idea Superbowl was such a national and patriotic event! Our "party" was at this little place... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU-DJ0yntyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YCv0-LV9fxo/s1600/DSC_0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU-DJ0yntyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YCv0-LV9fxo/s320/DSC_0683.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570815468893615906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU-B5VfRpVI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hRnqDx1-jcE/s1600/Greatpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Sunday everyone!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7641392055568635213?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7641392055568635213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-of-superbowl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7641392055568635213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7641392055568635213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-of-superbowl.html' title='The week of Superbowl...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TU9_mryPZXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KIusdcdCqEs/s72-c/DSC_0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-9112343465606070683</id><published>2011-01-24T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T21:55:34.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TT5lTZfVG5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/dFBUP82DQMM/s1600/DSC_0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TT5lTZfVG5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/dFBUP82DQMM/s320/DSC_0685.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565997573410724754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TT5lTEeaM8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/EfefOgCIOjg/s1600/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TT5lTEeaM8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/EfefOgCIOjg/s320/DSC_0672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565997567769719746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-9112343465606070683?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/9112343465606070683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/monday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/9112343465606070683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/9112343465606070683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/monday-night.html' title='monday night...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TT5lTZfVG5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/dFBUP82DQMM/s72-c/DSC_0685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1250879791908741499</id><published>2011-01-23T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T14:58:51.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>culture shock #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even though the speed limit in some areas of the city is 35mph - or should it be called the "slow limit"? - drivers in oregon decide that 25mph is a much better "speed" to drive around. So I have started to give myself an extra 15 minutes to get to work every morning. Just in case it drops down to, oh i don't know, 15mph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-1250879791908741499?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1250879791908741499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/culture-shock-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1250879791908741499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1250879791908741499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/culture-shock-1.html' title='culture shock #1'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-8328342195224585820</id><published>2011-01-22T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:42:55.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I really am working hard on trying to catch up with the blog world... look at this, 2 posts in 1 day!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back to life in Oregon, we're loving the cold/rainy days and trying to spend it outside as much as possible. On MLK day we went sledding in Mt. Hood with the Revard's and the Eddleman's and it was SO MUCH fun! We love both of these families and loved the day we spent together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTu6T8DwOeI/AAAAAAAAANE/k967viol2OQ/s320/DSC_0554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565246616248531426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTu6UOgjp5I/AAAAAAAAANM/rBVCPT9GRhU/s320/DSC_0606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565246621201180562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTu6USZPqRI/AAAAAAAAANU/86v5v31at1E/s320/DSC_0601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565246622244251922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTu6UlLhPWI/AAAAAAAAANc/A_1fXJTLK6c/s320/DSC_0595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565246627286957410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today, for the 1st time since the year has begun, the sun was out!!! ALL DAY LONG!!! I'm pretty sure the number of runners in Portland escalated like never before, it was so good to see everyone outside. Brad and I went on a bike ride for 3 hours or so all the way to Sellwood. The ride back was kind of a killer, but so worth the trip! We loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As we were riding along the Willamette River, I found myself saying these words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't believe we get to live in this city!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And we feel a little bit more planted here everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5996515067097784315-8328342195224585820?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/8328342195224585820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-oregon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8328342195224585820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8328342195224585820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-oregon.html' title='In Oregon'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTu6T8DwOeI/AAAAAAAAANE/k967viol2OQ/s72-c/DSC_0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-8541016159565523249</id><published>2011-01-22T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:40:58.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: small; "&gt;I once wrote on Jason Gallagher's facebook wall that it was about time he updated his blog. This was only 3 days after he wrote his first entry.  Now it's my turn to have somebody yelling at me for not updating this thing for... 2 months. But nobody has yelled at me and I really appreciate that. I know you're enjoying life and doing more fun stuff than reading stories "on the line" and I'm glad you're doing that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But back to not writing on this blog, we wanted to say this to you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Merry Christmas/Welcome 2011/Happy January!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;December was... how should I say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chaotic? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wonderful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Filled with things to do and lovely people to see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All of the above? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We went to OKC after Christmas to spend time with family and friends. It's always good to go back to OKC, it's like a 3rd home for us. Or would that be a 4th home? Well, they say that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;home is where your heart is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and our hearts have room for so many places and people right now that it doesn't really matter. OKC is great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;While in OK, we spent 4 days in Davis with Brad's family - the whole gang: boys, girls and babies. Yes, babies. Baby girl Watson is in Julie's belly and growing. :) We had a wonderful time! One of the good things about being together for Christmas AFTER Christmas is that you get to celebrate Christmas &amp;amp; New Year's Eve all on the same day. It was great! Among the presents given, the favorite ones were of course the onesies, tiny shoes, and baby denim jacket that Jules opened for baby W.  We all got to see it and say "aawwwww, that's soooooo cuuuuuuute." This baby girl has no idea how much spoilage awaits for her, let me tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTueU0D_LrI/AAAAAAAAALs/gDsIi7EQQ88/s320/DSC_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565215844956319410" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTueVd5ae5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/NeuwCOq6jT4/s320/DSC_0392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565215856186260370" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTu-xHK9rwI/AAAAAAAAANk/SOK4XadbicE/s320/DSC_0521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565251515494280962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTueVjDFhZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2msptRYNVBs/s320/DSC_0363.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565215857569006994" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTufhbu4QTI/AAAAAAAAAME/eJvZ7KjudW8/s320/DSC_0480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565217161275261234" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was also really fun to watch all three "boys" play together and have grown up conversations about their jobs, 401Ks and favorite episodes of Saturday Night Live.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another fun thing we have done during our family times is play Ticket to Ride and Settlers of Catan together.  This last picture is from our round of Ticket to Ride, I think the round Grant won... it was right after he won Settlers of Catan... and Fifa for PS3... and ping-pong.  He was unstoppable on that day. I think he was already on NYC lifestyle mode and was just conquering it all. Or maybe he was just trying to impress Gretchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These days were super relaxing and fun. Really, really, REALLY fun. I'm so thankful to be part of a family who loves each other and is so supportive of each other. Cheesy, but truth. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back in OKC we got to see dear friends and spend quality time with some of them.  Time with the Smith's was great - I seriously considered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;borrowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Graham and Abigail and bringing them back to Oregon but Adriane told me I wouldn't survive long... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(**WARNING: The following pictures might cause your heart to melt...!**)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujhxh0bgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/reMcvn8A-30/s1600/DSC_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujhxh0bgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/reMcvn8A-30/s1600/DSC_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujhxh0bgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/reMcvn8A-30/s320/DSC_0506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565221565172575746" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujhgYOeaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2h19IUFEGac/s1600/DSC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujhgYOeaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2h19IUFEGac/s320/DSC_0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565221560568936866" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Told ya!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujhZhhxCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jaJKpcFot5Q/s1600/DSC_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujhZhhxCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jaJKpcFot5Q/s320/DSC_0496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565221558728901666" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujiMNvn6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/RhEgDOpTGR8/s1600/DSC_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujiMNvn6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/RhEgDOpTGR8/s320/DSC_0512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565221572336132002" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abby Jay drove from Tulsa to spend the day and we had such a good time together! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTujiqreXrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3MoMLS2m4kQ/s320/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565221580513894066" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We got to see Crystal and her baby belly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTu6TbEVLKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/co7DYTZFr2o/s320/DSC_0527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565246607392582818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Colt &amp;amp; Claire hosted us (for the 100th time... thanks a million guys!) and I feel like every night we had a Westbrook/Watson debrief evening filled with good stories, some fight stories, laughter and coffee. Lovely, oh so lovely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTukYcrU5oI/AAAAAAAAAM0/CYbZ-ltjbtg/s1600/DSC_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTukYcrU5oI/AAAAAAAAAM0/CYbZ-ltjbtg/s320/DSC_0518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565222504468113026" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(We all like each other a lot. I promise.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We also had dinner with the Sullivan's, hung out with the Bottomly's (not enough, though!), and spent more time with family before we all headed back to our lives in the 4 corners of the country.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2011 started pretty well and we've enjoyed every day of it so far! We're thankful for all the people in the pictures above and the ones we get to do life with everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God is so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-8541016159565523249?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/8541016159565523249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8541016159565523249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8541016159565523249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2011/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TTueU0D_LrI/AAAAAAAAALs/gDsIi7EQQ88/s72-c/DSC_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1372995404187085836</id><published>2010-11-20T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T14:37:18.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a glimpse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;... of what some days look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Somebody came in today asking to withdraw some money from their account. The convo went something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me: How much would you like to withdraw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Somebody: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(insert number here) dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M: Ok, great. It will take me just one moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(S is waiting patiently, looking around and I'm processing the transaction.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M: Thank you for waiting, how would you like your cash today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;S looks at me surprised by my question and answers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;In US Dollars, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(And then it was my turn to make a funny face.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If anybody knows a place in the US where you can take Euros out of your bank account, please let me know.  :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-1372995404187085836?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1372995404187085836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-glimpse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1372995404187085836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1372995404187085836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-glimpse.html' title='Just a glimpse...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-9104481826378025718</id><published>2010-10-09T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:33:31.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They say it gets calm after a storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If I could use one word to describe this last week, month and year, it would be the famous TuPac Shakur song, entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (not the whole song, just the title...). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life has been in what it feels like a whirlwind for the past year.  It has been good and frustrating, peaceful and stormy, exciting and numb, stressful and relaxing. Something like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TLDX9SV7EYI/AAAAAAAAALY/64PpbbPC3SM/s1600/rollercoaster130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TLDX9SV7EYI/AAAAAAAAALY/64PpbbPC3SM/s320/rollercoaster130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526154190679380354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, the seasons are changing in Portland. Fall is here and it is beautiful. Leaves are changing its colors and the weather is changing - as in, it has started to pour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TLDcbYUpnBI/AAAAAAAAALg/GzR-yxzTc2c/s1600/DSC02977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TLDcbYUpnBI/AAAAAAAAALg/GzR-yxzTc2c/s320/DSC02977.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526159105727241234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to follow the change in the season, our lives are changing as well - nothing new, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad left his job at UPS after &lt;a href="http://www.breadandwine.org/"&gt;Bread and Wine&lt;/a&gt; offered him a job, to which he gladly said Yes! He is SUPER excited to start it and it has already been a blessing in our lives. That means he will be home for Thanksgiving, Christmas and will have Sundays "off". More than anything, we're thankful for the opportunity he's having to do what his heart has always desired: to work for the equipping of the Church and to serve the people of Portland. All we can say is that God keeps humbling us and giving us tremendous gifts. For real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Nike and just started working at Bank of America. I might also work at the school near our house, which means that I will also have Sundays, Thanksgiving and Christmas off. It also means that I'll get to spend a lot more time with Brad. As far as what my heart desires, I'm still trying to figure that one out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The relationships with our friends and neighbors are also changing. We've had more chances to talk and hang out and it's been great to love on more people in this city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new member of the Watson family is on his/her way. Our sis-in-law is pregnant and BIG family life will never be the same again! We're super excited for Derek &amp;amp; Julie and can't wait to meet this lil' bundle of joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And in all this change, there is something that remains the same.  The One who brings all this change in and around us remains still and unchangeable.  Jesus is the same and we live knowing that in the midst of a roller coaster day, week and year, He still says "I love you and I know where you've been.  I'm the one who has been taking you by the hand all along.  I also know where I'll continue to take you, but for now, just rest in me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And that's why it is always peaceful after a storm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-9104481826378025718?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/9104481826378025718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/10/they-say-it-gets-calm-after-storm.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/9104481826378025718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/9104481826378025718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/10/they-say-it-gets-calm-after-storm.html' title='They say it gets calm after a storm'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TLDX9SV7EYI/AAAAAAAAALY/64PpbbPC3SM/s72-c/rollercoaster130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-3019003442390563050</id><published>2010-09-19T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:35:56.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things I learned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;... while working in retail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- The people who say "Hi! How are you doing today?" are exactly that... people. You don't have to pretend you're best friends with them, but you can AT LEAST acknowledge their existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Every retail store has a stock room where inventory is kept at all times.  If you hear "Sorry, we don't have this item in our store/stock room right now" it means exactly that. Unfortunately, nobody at the store will be able to make that item for you right there on the spot. Most things these days are made in China. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- In the "chain of bossiness" the people on the sales floor are usually on the bottom.  If you want your complain to be heard, throw it at a MANAGER.  That's one of the reasons they exist.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Though you might have travelled 1,000 miles to buy that specific pair of shoes, and you find that the store doesn't have, there's no need to despair.  For one, it's simply a PAIR OF SHOES and two, I'm sure you can order your $200.00 shoes online and get it shipped to your "1,000 miles away" home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Don't bring back your 5 year old sandals and tell the cashier that you bought them last Christmas, in 6 months the outsole got ruined and now you want to exchange it.  This also goes to 5 year old backpacks, jackets and shoes.  Most people know their store's inventory and why would you lie to get new stuff?  You're just embarrassing yourself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Don't use the old "name-drop" technique.  People at retail don't care if your best friend's mom is an executive at the company.  Using the whole name-drop to get what you want at a RETAIL store is like being a middle school boy who tells the football coach that his dad is friends with the principal so he better become the QB of the team.  That's called childish and you're way past middle school now.  (I'd hope.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Sundays are sacred. Why do people go shopping on Sundays?!  Since working in retail, I decided that I'm not going to shop on Sundays because for me to go shopping, stores need to have somebody there to "help me".  And I've ALWAYS hated working on Sundays.  There's no end or beginning to your week because it's Sunday and guess what? You're working, and on Monday even if you're off, everybody else is working, and the same on Tuesday, and Wednesday, and on and on... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Have I mentioned that the people who help you are.... people? So, please treat them as you (a person) would like to be treated.  Having more money doesn't necessarily qualify you as more of a person than somebody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm sure I'll learn more things before my last day at Niketown! Till then... 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Love you all.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, it's funny that the latest issue of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portlandmonthlymag.com/issues/current-issue/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Portland Monthly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; is ALL about Food Carts in Portland... because that's exactly what I've thought about blogging lately.  So go ahead, read the article above and consider this post done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just kidding.  We really enjoy Cartopia in this city, and surely have something to say about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's Cartopia anyways? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I tried to find a Merriam-Webster's definition of it, but decided to define it myself: Cartopia is a food cart culture that I've only seen in Portland.  It's where a huge parking lot gets filled with RV's &amp;amp; Trailer's that are painted, decorated and turned into small restaurants.  Below is a picture that better describes what I'm trying to say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TIVNbmZ-o5I/AAAAAAAAALI/xrlLTCWoDwg/s320/PortlandStreetFood001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513898455346357138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A big shout out and thanks to whoever took this pic and posted online for the world to see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where's your favorite Food Cart block located?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The one we enjoy going to the most is the one on SE 12th and Hawthorne (the one pictured above). It's open from noon until 3am.  Even Jason Gallagher could go there for a lil' snack before and during his work time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is it healthy/good/real food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, of course. This is Portland. Healthy, good and real are all middle names of this city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What kind of foods do you find there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In this one specifically, you'll find Burritos &amp;amp; Tacos, Po' Boy Sandwiches, Whiffies (Fried Pies - sweet and savory), some AMAZING french fries, an out-of-this-world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tomatoes with artichoke and goat cheese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pizza from Pyro Pizza and incredible Crepes from Perriera Creperie (my favorite is the Banana w/ Nutella one - the Sullivan's know what I'm talking about).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What if I don't like any of the foods mentioned above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your options are endless.  There are hundreds of Food Carts in this city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; Just that I've seen, there are 2 full lots on SW9th and Alder as well as another whole parking lot on SW5th and Stark and a great one too on SW 3rd and Washington.  These are all in Downtown Portland.  There is the famous &lt;a href="http://www.grilledcheesegrill.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Grilled Cheese Grill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on NE portland, some yummy ones by Portland State University and a whole new parking lot about 5 blocks from our house with about 10 new food carts.  A couple of other favorites are the Aybla Greek Cuisine (best gyros in town), and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodcartsportland.com/2009/08/23/built-to-grill/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Built to Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on SW 3rd and Washington.  Their grilled Panini's are good, but they make a KILLER Grilled Chicken Fettuccine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How does it work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Welp, that's the simple part. Choose the type of food your tummy feels like eating (it can be anything from vegan cupcakes to shrimp pad thai). Approach the food cart that offers what you're looking for. Read the menu and pick an item from it. Place your order at the window, pay with cash, don't forget to tip and leave your name with the nice lady that got your order.  Grab a sit next to somebody you don't know and wait for your name to be yelled. When you hear the big yell, that means your food is ready.  Grab your goodie, sit at your table next to the newest stranger, and enjoy your meal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do you like to go there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First of all there's a quality level: it's really good food. Second there's the cost-benefit analysis: for the amount &amp;amp; quality of food you get, it's pretty cheap.  Prices range between $3.00-$9.00 and it's usually so much food that you end up sharing. Lastly, there's the "local" aspect of it: most of the people and the food you'll find in the food carts are local, organic, healthy, "green", love the earth, etc, kind of people &amp;amp; products.  That sounds very Portlandish to me and I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you ever thought about opening your own food cart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hum, yes.  Especially if my friend Carol Bean Caplinger is the cook.  Those of you who have tried her amazing food know that the food cart would be a success...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why should I go to a food cart instead of a real restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Besides the reasons mentioned above, it's also a great excuse to sit down and talk to people whom you'd have never met if you went to a restaurant and got a &lt;i&gt;table-for-two-please.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We're still discovering this incredible culture of goodies made in a trailer cart, but we love what we have found so far. So next time you come to Portland, make sure we take you to one of these... you won't regret it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  var _gaq = _gaq || [];&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_setAccount', 'UA-12533678-2']);&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_trackPageview']);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (function() {&lt;br /&gt;    var ga = document.createElement('script'); ga.type = 'text/javascript'; ga.async = true;&lt;br /&gt;    ga.src = ('https:' == document.location.protocol ? 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Honestly, it has only been 6 months, but no, it hasn't gotten better.  It's actually harder.  I tell myself that it'll get better, but it feels like my heart is stuck in this mud of pain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm sorry, this might not be the happiest blog entry you'll ever read.  I'm just writing some thoughts down, so feel free to browse to another page if this whole post is way too sad for you right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The pain of remembering somebody and knowing that all you can do is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, is a drastic pain.  It's not that you think about them right now and wait until tomorrow morning to call them, or write them an e-mail tonight hoping for an answer to come, or make plans to potentially go see that person.  None of those things are possible.  The smile that you remember is only that: the memory of a smile.  The moments are now in the section of your brain labeled "worth to be remembered", you can't look forward to enjoying new and different moments with that person.  I enjoy memories, they bring a lot of laughter as well, but when there's a mud of pain surrounding your heart, and all those memories are stuck in this mud, they actually become a small sting that initiates the hurt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another thing I wonder is if I'll ever move on, feel something else besides pain, and if tears will actually be turned into moments of joy.  I know it's not too much to ask.   The reality is that today, like many other days, I selfishly wish my mom was still here on earth, alive and well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've realized that there's no newness in death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;My mom is gone from planet earth, and her life here was interrupted.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;And when I think about what I want instead of what God wanted, I can't seem to really comprehend His ways and wants.  I can easily feel my pain.  Because my heart feels it and it hurts a whole lot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  var _gaq = _gaq || [];&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_setAccount', 'UA-12533678-2']);&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_trackPageview']);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (function() {&lt;br /&gt;    var ga = document.createElement('script'); ga.type = 'text/javascript'; ga.async = true;&lt;br /&gt;    ga.src = ('https:' == document.location.protocol ? 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We've been working a whole lot, but it has been good.  Brad gets paid to work out (seriously, he does squats and lifts weights for 5 hours everyday - we're talking some big muscles here!) and I'm still at Niketown, selling anything and everything with a swoosh in it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This summer we were blessed by so many wonderful visits to Portland!  Derek &amp;amp; Julie came for a few days in June and it was really, really good.  They were immediately immersed into the Portland culture when, at 11.45pm on Sunday night, we heard a bunch of people yelling on the street and as I peaked through the blinds, all I could see was a bunch of naked butts sitting on bikes… The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shift2bikes.org/wnbr/min.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;annual naked bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ride was taking place RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR HOUSE.  Literally, on our street.  I almost want to say on our door step but that would have been too close… and weird.  So for the next 45 minutes, all we could see outside our window was a bunch of naked bodies riding their bikes.  It was hilarious and we couldn't believe that 8,000 people had done that… and then we remembered we live in Portland.  Of course it would happen.  (I'm going to let you do the google search and see pictures for yourself if you're interested...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few weeks later, Eric-Eric and Ashley Sullivan came for a few days and we had a really good time with them.  They're really, really, REALLY funny people and so genuine at the same time.  We loved spending time with them! We did the "normal" Portland visit stuff, but decided to venture off on our trip to the beach and go blueberry picking - our reward of hard work in the sunny hills of Oregon was 6lbs of fresh blueberries.  Needless to say that for the next week or so we ate blueberries everything - muffins, cake, blueberries with ice cream, blueberries by itself, etc, etc.  It reminded me of when Ryan &amp;amp; Adriane came out and G-man ate a whole bowl of blueberries and his poop that day was completely blue. haha!!  The Sullivan's are a blast and we're super happy that they just bought a house and next time we go to OKC we can bug them in their new place. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGwXIiM3VeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/O0ywQ-wAHFk/s1600/37810_530191730159_79800219_31323198_838561_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGwXIiM3VeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/O0ywQ-wAHFk/s320/37810_530191730159_79800219_31323198_838561_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506801879754429922" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGwW9u_7nuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3Bk9ncymm2g/s320/38816_530191710199_79800219_31323196_1184079_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506801694211284706" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lastly, we were wonderfully "surprised" with a visit from the Westies (Colt &amp;amp; Claire Westbrook).  Oh, they're dear to our hearts and every minute we spend with them is so special and not enough at the same time.  In the end, it's not what we do that matters but the moments of truth, heart conversations, silliness, "call-outs" and transparency that makes our hearts get in tune and beat differently every time we're together.  We have few friends like them, and we enjoy every second of their presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGwYnLge9lI/AAAAAAAAAK4/cmSMoHJsQlY/s1600/38783_530340057909_79800119_31328340_1392618_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGwYnLge9lI/AAAAAAAAAK4/cmSMoHJsQlY/s320/38783_530340057909_79800119_31328340_1392618_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506803505750275666" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGwYm2gbH2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_hmxNA7GF70/s1600/39708_530340102819_79800119_31328348_3403052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGwYm2gbH2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/_hmxNA7GF70/s320/39708_530340102819_79800119_31328348_3403052_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506803500112879458" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On another note, I was able to get back into reading this summer.  Yes, I did read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/mountains-pilgrims-and-foreign-language/11920385?productTrackingContext=search_results/search_shelf/center/1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Mountains, Pilgrims and Foreign Languages"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and you should too!  Thanks to Jules' recommendation, I devoured "The Help" by Kathryn Stockett and thanks to my friend Fifa, I really enjoyed "The Prodigal God" and "Counterfeit Gods", both by Tim Keller.  Next on the list are "This Child will be Great" by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ellen Johnson Sirleaf (Africa's first woman president) and "A Thousand Miles in a Million Years" by Donal Miller.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Along with these books, I'll also be listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thetimberlinehike"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Timberline Hike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'s new cd, "Oil Stock and English Kids" that was released about 1 week ago.  If you're in the OKC area, you should check them out on August 26th at the UCO Jazz Lab… and buy their new album.  They're 4 amazing musicians who love… making music. It's pretty simple.  And they make GOOD music.  So, yeah, go check them out and enjoy good music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even though it has been a fast summer, we've enjoyed it.  We're blessed to be surrounded by wonderful friends and are thankful for the endless connections God continues to bring our way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We still love it here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  var _gaq = _gaq || [];&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_setAccount', 'UA-12533678-2']);&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_trackPageview']);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (function() {&lt;br /&gt;    var ga = document.createElement('script'); ga.type = 'text/javascript'; ga.async = true;&lt;br /&gt;    ga.src = ('https:' == document.location.protocol ? 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Yes, we did have a vacation this summer. For a while it didn't seem like it was going to happen, but we were both able to take off work, yeay! We spent 5 wonderful days in Cochrane, Canada with Brad's parents, Grant, Gretchen, Grady, Kristie and the "kids".  It was wonderful to be with family and we're very thankful for every minute we get to be together - we missed Derek &amp;amp; Julie but hope to see them soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We stayed at this huge "log mansion" out in the country side, surrounded by cows, horses and a beautiful view of the Rockies.  It was, oh so relaxing and we did… nothing for 5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGojUw82DtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yEpigvnxlY0/s1600/DSC04130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGojUw82DtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yEpigvnxlY0/s320/DSC04130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506252334058311378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGojo4d4sBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/l4CxZKm0Au4/s320/DSC04144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506252679673327634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today at the airport, Brad asked me what were my highlights of the trip and there were two great moments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1) On Thursday night we had a delicious Parmesan Chicken with wheat pasta -  completely homemade by Glenn - at the "log mansion" and after dinner we sat around the table for, oh maybe 4 hours, and just talked, talked, talked.  I.loved.it.  I could do that everyday, just sit around and talk with a bunch of people I love.  It was so good to catch up, hear a little bit about the new season that Grady &amp;amp; Kristie are going through, talk to Grant &amp;amp; Gretchen about the summer, and laugh really hard at each other.  Definitely a wonderful Watson tradition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGokE4k6CmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/MuZE61hA6is/s320/DSC04122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506253160739113570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2) On Sunday after church we went to Canmore, this small town on the way to Banff and had lunch at a local pizzeria that only uses local products - they have the best goat cheese &amp;amp; dun dried tomato pizza I've ever had.  Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGokgCmfSEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ILdpUhJpuFY/s320/DSC04156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506253627286571074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We then went to Banff and just walked around town, goofed off, took pictures and got some fudge.  Banff is beautiful whether it's covered in snow or not.  It was a perfect summer day in the mountains, it was warm and the town was hopping! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGokwP1w6OI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F8336zusyYI/s1600/DSC04158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGokwP1w6OI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F8336zusyYI/s320/DSC04158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506253905718208738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After Banff, we went to the restaurant inside Rimrock, this really fancy hotel, and had coffee surrounded by beautiful mountains… it was unbelievable.  **Funny story about this moment: when you're ordering at the restaurant, they ask for your room number and last name.  We weren't staying at the hotel, so we just gave them our last name.  The waiter went on to serve the people sitting next to us and they said "Oh, we have a room number for you! It's 341 and our last name is -------".  Immediately, Grant and I were like "okay, we're staying at 341!".  It was kinda funny… and no we didn't really do that.** Anyways, after the coffee at the super-extra-fancy Rimrock, we had a last stop at the falls and saw this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TGolFSMNBcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mppn4Qv-5Ao/s320/DSC04179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506254267126449602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every time we go to Canada I feel like I don't want to come back home... Canadians are really, really nice people, super chilaxed, and well, every time we go to Canada we're on vacation! :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Long live the Queen, eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  var _gaq = _gaq || [];&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_setAccount', 'UA-12533678-2']);&lt;br /&gt;  _gaq.push(['_trackPageview']);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (function() {&lt;br /&gt;    var ga = document.createElement('script'); ga.type = 'text/javascript'; ga.async = true;&lt;br /&gt;    ga.src = ('https:' == document.location.protocol ? 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(all you momma's out there, please don't judge me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So, the new addition to our family is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Brad's book! It is OUT!! After a long period working on it, he released an online version of the book today! You can read the announcement here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/27ho6aw"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/27ho6aw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And make sure you ask for your copy on his website: &lt;a href="http://www.bradsstories.com"&gt;www.bradsstories.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Proud of you, hubby! You are a wonderful writer with a beautiful heart for the Kingdom of God, for His people and for this world!! I love, love, love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-6474938268974773449?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/6474938268974773449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-does-it-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6474938268974773449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6474938268974773449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-does-it-feel.html' title='How does it feel...??'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7615793338306540075</id><published>2010-07-10T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:33:00.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's officially summer in Portland. The sun is out (unbelievable, I know!), people are flocking the streets, the river is full of boats, tubes, and jet-skis, the beach is packed and we're melting inside! The thing about summer here is that it only gets really hot about 1 month out of the year, so the houses don't have A/C. Yup, you read it right, NO A/C. We manage it with fans, lots of cold water and a nice breeze! I'm not complaining, it's SUNNY!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in Portugal, I got used to going to the beach every summer  - I believe I spent 1 summer in OK with no visits to the beach.  Now that we're living in the West COAST I feel very privileged to be so close to the ocean again... I've started to miss it so much that I've had dreams that I was at the beach. So on wednesday I drove 1.5hr to Cannon Beach and spent a wonderful afternoon staring at the beautiful ocean. I'm telling you right now, it's therapeutic for me. Every time I stare at this huge body of water, these things cross my brain...&lt;br /&gt;--The world is a MASSIVE place and I'm a tiny bitty drop in the midst of it all;&lt;br /&gt;--Somehow the ocean connects people: when I step into the Pacific, I'm stepping in the same body of water that somebody in Indonesia, Japan or New Zealand is stepping into;&lt;br /&gt;--In my daily life, I can run around, work hard, do this and that to "make things happen", but there's absolutely nothing I can do to make waves go back and forth... yet they still move. So strong, loud and beautiful. It reminds me of this verse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"He alone stretches out the heavens and treads on the waves of the sea." Job 9:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;--There's a WHOLE world under the sea (yup, just like the song!) that I've never met, been a part of or lived in. Yet God, the creator of it all, made it, and guess what, he knows every single detail of life that happens in there. If he knows everything that happens under the sea, where nobody else can see, how much more does He know about my life, your life out here in this concrete road we walk into everyday?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He knows this world we live in, He is active in it too, He's not just watching it go by and hoping we won't mess it up.  He is alive and active.  And just like the ocean that doesn't need any human being to make it move back and forth, God moves without us asking Him too. He moves to meet us where we are: in our hurt, joy, pain, wonder and amazement.  Those are the places where He's been meeting me... I will admit though, I desire for more wonder and amazement, yes I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Where can I go from your Spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Where can I flee from your presence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If I go up to the heavens, you are there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If I make my bed in the depths,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If I rise on the wings of the dawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;if I settle on the far side of the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;even there your hand will guide me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;your right hand will hold me fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 139:7-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TDkLf7A2DRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/s5q1Wd3GOys/s1600/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 440px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TDkLf7A2DRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/s5q1Wd3GOys/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492433863600114962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7615793338306540075?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7615793338306540075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/07/ocean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7615793338306540075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7615793338306540075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/07/ocean.html' title='Ocean...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TDkLf7A2DRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/s5q1Wd3GOys/s72-c/DSC00057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-9216445798781067865</id><published>2010-06-11T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:37:43.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love your city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGDv-Lr3FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GwXY2vUA9TQ/s1600/DSC00017.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGDv-Lr3FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GwXY2vUA9TQ/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481307081655704658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I drove back home from work today, I found myself saying "I love this place, I love Portland."  It could be that today it's raining again and it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;feels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;like Portland.  It could also be that I saw a biker riding down the street wearing shorts, a rain jacket and chacos.  Maybe it was the bumper sticker that I read saying "Keep Portland Beered!" or just the grey sky that I saw and made me think "I love where I am right now, I love Portland."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I find myself thinking about this city today, how much I've grown to love it, how much Brad and I have had a chance to experience its craziness, corkiness and snobbiness at so many levels (coffee, beer, food and outdoors).  I also find myself thanking God for the trials, challenges, blessings and joyful moments we've had here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We really love it here. :) Nope, we're not making millions of dollars, we're not in a church with 500 members attending it every (sun)day and we're not in our "perfect job" choices, but we're thankful.  Thankful for the path we've taken and how the Lord has carried us all the way, through pain and healing, sorrow and joy.  We're thankful for the people he has surrounded our lives with (the ones living a few miles from us as well as thousands miles away), we're thankful for all the fun stuff we've been able to do and all the people we've met &amp;amp; seen along the way.  We're thankful for our families who still love us even when we tell them we'll be moving further away than we were before and for our friends who say "we'll visit you!" and they really do come visit us. We're thankful for the confidence we have that we're loved and cared for by God and His people. We're thankful for His endless grace... oh yeah, that's a great one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We love Portland.  We love how the city flows and goes on even in the midst of rainy days; we love how Portlanders absolutely LOVE the Trailblazers and are definitely the craziest fans in the NW; we love to see and join hundreds of people ride their bikes around; we love the runners who are so hard-core about training for every race from 5k to Triathlons; we love to walk by our neighborhood and see the same people every time; we love the music scene, the artists, the business people walking to meetings; we love PSU and the cool campus with beautiful parks around it; we love the people we work with who love Oregon and everything that this place offers.  Maybe these are some of the things God also loves about this place... because He created this city and its people for His glory, and we definitely love it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In about 3 weeks, Brad and I will be 'celebrating' our first Portland anniversary.  Surely many things have changed in our lives here, and this year has gone by so fast that it feels like 5 years have gone by.  We're thankful, super thankful to be here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As Portland struggles to welcome the Summer time, I'm still enjoying the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; feeling of a typical day: grey skys, a little bit wet, and still people out on the street.  As we see it around here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGEeq31xvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/61PNpUD_5bQ/s320/OR400.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481307883926046450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGDv-Lr3FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GwXY2vUA9TQ/s1600/DSC00017.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGDv-Lr3FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GwXY2vUA9TQ/s1600/DSC00017.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGDv-Lr3FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GwXY2vUA9TQ/s1600/DSC00017.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-9216445798781067865?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/9216445798781067865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-your-city.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/9216445798781067865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/9216445798781067865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-your-city.html' title='Love your city'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGDv-Lr3FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GwXY2vUA9TQ/s72-c/DSC00017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1972431941095868797</id><published>2010-06-10T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:40:22.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News - 2nd Post of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGNP7Tjb7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/R40DvPVigI4/s1600/DSC07467.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Since I'm in the 'update the blog' mode, I'm just going to give you guys some updates on the Watson household...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#1-We are officially part of a network of House Churches called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.breadandwine.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bread &amp;amp; Wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and we've been meeting at our house for the past 3 weeks.   It has been a great experience and we're excited to be more invested in our neighborhood as the summer time approaches and EVERYBODY goes outside even more. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#2-I am still working at Niketown and enjoying it - the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idLG6jh23yE"&gt;World Cup&lt;/a&gt; really is happening and the Soccer room is looking beautiful!!  Added to Nike, I am also working at a High School near our house, helping Latino students with College &amp;amp; Scholarship opportunities.   The work at the HS has been good and I enjoy it, however, it has been tiring to sync both jobs into my life.  I've had as much as 10 straight days without a break from work, but all of this should be over soon... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#3-Brad will start working at UPS next week and he's super excited about it! So am I! He's been wanting to get a job "outside of the house" and we're thankful for this opportunity with UPS. Along with the job gig, they'll also give him a scholarship that covers his Seminary education. Yeay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Brad is also finishing up his book and it will come out sooooooon!! I'm so proud of him and all the work he has done. My husband is a wonderful writer, thinker, and expresses the heart of God for the world so well through his writing. You should definitely check out his website &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bradsstories.com"&gt;www.bradsstories.com&lt;/a&gt; and make sure you bookmark it and tell your friends about it!  More to come about it! Stay tuned, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#4 - This is what the summer looks like for us as of right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- watch World Cup games with friends and neighbors (Joshon &amp;amp; Brad will absolutely be glued to the TV screen while Taylor &amp;amp; I will enjoy hanging out, chatting and meeting people);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- go to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portlandonline.com/parks/index.cfm?c=52643"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;movies at the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; all throughout Portland;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- ride our bikes &lt;a href="http://web.oregon.com/trips/cycle_portland.cfm"&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/a&gt; (we might need the car to go to the Columbia Gorge &amp;amp; the coast, but that should be it!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- have a wonderful time with Derek and Jules (bro &amp;amp; sis) who are coming in 2 weeks (we couldn't be more excited about it!);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- then it will be &lt;a href="http://sullivanchronicle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley &amp;amp; Eric-Eric Sullivan&lt;/a&gt;'s turn, they're staying with us for a couple of days and it should be fun and hilarious - because they're both fun &amp;amp; hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- in August we're going to &lt;a href="http://gocanada.about.com/od/canadatravelplanner/tp/reasonstovisit.htm"&gt;Canada&lt;/a&gt; to hang out with the fam, it should be wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- maybe I'll train for another &lt;a href="http://www.runningintheusa.com/race/List.aspx?State=OR"&gt;race&lt;/a&gt;... maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGNP7Tjb7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/R40DvPVigI4/s320/DSC07467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481317526243864498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#5 - Lastly, I really want to take some time to rest, continue to heal from losing my momma and all that comes with that... it has been a process, very hard at times but I'm thankful for all the prayers and words of encouragement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Brad &amp;amp; Mirela&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/5996515067097784315-1972431941095868797?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1972431941095868797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/06/news-2nd-post-of-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1972431941095868797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1972431941095868797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/06/news-2nd-post-of-day.html' title='News - 2nd Post of the day'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGNP7Tjb7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/R40DvPVigI4/s72-c/DSC07467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-4572958423845956279</id><published>2010-06-09T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:40:51.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If 1 picture says more than 1,000 words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...imagine 10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPSk2DE2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6VrNQdTOOjA/s1600/DSC03795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPSk2DE2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6VrNQdTOOjA/s320/DSC03795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481319770777391970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;February 2010 - Trip to Brasil in February, my dad, his wife, Brad &amp;amp; I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPT6y-CiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p4sE4tscMA0/s1600/DSC03850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPT6y-CiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p4sE4tscMA0/s320/DSC03850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481319793849928226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;April/2010 - I love this lil' boy and could just keep him here forever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPTTmBTKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LAqvUXqurB4/s1600/DSC03843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPTTmBTKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LAqvUXqurB4/s320/DSC03843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481319783326633122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This was after our trip to the beach in the midst of snow and rain! Such troopers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPU_kmTqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qP0uncVSFB8/s1600/DSC03913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPU_kmTqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qP0uncVSFB8/s320/DSC03913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481319812311699106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;April 2010 - Cannon Beach, OR - Happy Birthday Mirela!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPUbr6hmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yfyeNVSS66Y/s1600/DSC03917.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPUbr6hmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yfyeNVSS66Y/s320/DSC03917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481319802678707810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The parents came to visit and spend the birthday weekend with us! Love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGRdkLhQ8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/0e_CVDXx2bk/s320/DSC03915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481322158600831938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;April 2010 - See how they're loving the NW?! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGReW7lFfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rxRykMRi5vo/s320/DSC03938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481322172224181746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGRe7QiXsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/j0RWUEFrm1k/s320/DSC03949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481322181975760578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;April 2010 - Tulip Farm Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGRfiOXpuI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AXxmVQN2Svo/s320/DSC04050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481322192435652322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;May 2010 - Look who's getting married!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGRgIGMVII/AAAAAAAAAJc/ApaIUANak0s/s320/DSC04079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481322202601903234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;May 2010 - Absolutely LOVE, MISS &amp;amp; I'm so PROUD of them.&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/5996515067097784315-4572958423845956279?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/4572958423845956279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-1-picture-says-more-than-1000-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/4572958423845956279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/4572958423845956279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-1-picture-says-more-than-1000-words.html' title='If 1 picture says more than 1,000 words...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/TBGPSk2DE2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6VrNQdTOOjA/s72-c/DSC03795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-8477384925976007688</id><published>2010-04-02T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T16:15:08.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friiiiiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back in College that phrase made a whole lot of sense and a lot of us happy. Now that I have a "real job" and a "crazy schedule", being friday is not very different from being saturday or wednesday, depending on the day of the week I end up working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today, though, is a special friday. For one, it is Good Friday which is in itself, a humbling day and so overwhelmingly filled with the love that God has for all of us. It's crazy that God would come to earth, become a person, feel all the things we feel, eat, sleep, walk, run, smile, cry, hurt, laugh, and in the end He would choose to pay the ultimate sacrifice for humanity... with His life. All for love. For loving us so much. For loving me. For loving you. Its crazy... His crazy love!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And for this friday, specifically in 2010, the Lord brought more pieces of His church to Portland for a few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesmithstory.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ramblingwritingsbyadriane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adriane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and Graham Smith are here for this weekend and that makes today also a good Friday. We love them so very much, and are so thankful for having them in our lives. We were so excited to have them here and it's finally happening! Upon getting to our house, Graham said "I like this house." and I said "Well, that's where you'll stay for a few days!" and he says "And then we'll tell mommy bye bye!" and I laughed... because I could just keep him and play with him all day long! He's awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, all this to say... today was hard to pick an outfit because my brain was overly excited expecting the Smith's to get here. But here it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7Z3q2owjzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ORBUPz2Yb-U/s1600/DSC03826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7Z3q2owjzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ORBUPz2Yb-U/s320/DSC03826.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455679576710614834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7Z3gsRk48I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ho0ttXRyEBU/s1600/DSC03828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7Z3gsRk48I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ho0ttXRyEBU/s320/DSC03828.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455679402130334658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neckwarmer - handmade by my friend Leslie Dotson (I wear this all the time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;White shirt - Nike (what can I say... I work for them! gotta represent...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pink Tunic - Bershka, Portugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jeans - Gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boots - somewhere in Lisbon, Portugal, 7 years ago... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm enjoying this whole "bang" thing and trying to create fun looks for my round face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope this friday is a good one for everybody. :) Any Easter plans??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;~Mirela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-8477384925976007688?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/8477384925976007688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-friiiiiday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8477384925976007688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8477384925976007688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-friiiiiday.html' title='It&apos;s Friiiiiday!'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7Z3q2owjzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ORBUPz2Yb-U/s72-c/DSC03826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-3698468990195121305</id><published>2010-04-01T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:24:37.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fashion Week - Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, thanks for the comments everyone, I wasn't expecting so much input! This has been really fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I live in Portland, OR where spring takes a little bit longer than usual to arrive.  Today the sun is in and out, so the day called for some jeans and scarf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been on a "plaid-kick" lately, so anything with those squares and stripes make me think "That is SUPER CUTE!". I got this scarf on a great deal at World Market when my friend, Caroline, finally took me to that place... and I'm so happy we got to go!! It has small sample of coolest things from, well, all over the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So here's for Fashion Week - Thursday outfit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7TyEV-t2OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pcf1r6L_N2E/s1600/DSC03825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7TyEV-t2OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pcf1r6L_N2E/s320/DSC03825.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455251205086107874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Scarf - World Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yellow T-shirt - some store at Penn Sq. Mall in OKC, OK (sorry, i can't remember the name!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Green long sleeve - New York &amp;amp; Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Skinny jeans - Forever 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boots - Aldo (gift from the hubby... awesome)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope everyone has a fabulous Thursday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-3698468990195121305?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/3698468990195121305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-fashion-week-thursday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/3698468990195121305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/3698468990195121305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-fashion-week-thursday.html' title='Spring Fashion Week - Thursday'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7TyEV-t2OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pcf1r6L_N2E/s72-c/DSC03825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1753013347048203284</id><published>2010-03-31T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:02:03.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fashion Week - Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been "following" (stalking) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emeryjo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emery Clark's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; blog for a while now. Every year she has Spring Fashion week where she creates these really cute outfits, posts the pics on her blog, and challenges everybody else to join her. Well this year, I've decided to join her! Partly because I've always liked the ideas I saw and wanted to challenge myself to create something different, and partly because the prize is a freaking giftcard to the coolest store ever, ModCloth.com .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love mixing styles and when I try really hard, something works! Every time I go to Fortaleza, Brazil, I visit this HUGE flea market that has tons of jewelry and crafts, all made with local products. The necklace I'm wearing is made with coconut shells cut into small shaped disks... I really like it! I also have more (and other styles) for sale that I brought back from this last trip, if anyone is interested...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyways, here's my first attempt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7OqCN39vdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iQ36fLznnPM/s1600/DSC03820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7OqCN39vdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iQ36fLznnPM/s320/DSC03820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454890528736656850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Necklace - flea market in Fortaleza, Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;80s top - Gap thrifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Orange tank top - Zara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Skirt - Promocao, Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Leggings - Target (gift from Taylor Miller)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shoes - Arezzo, Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, and the bangs were also a new creation by Taylor... she's the real vintage-y one! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I should probably create another blog for this but I figured it would be fun to do in this one! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;More to come tomorroooow... Thanks for creating this fun week, Emery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;~Mirela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-1753013347048203284?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1753013347048203284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-fashion-week-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1753013347048203284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1753013347048203284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-fashion-week-wednesday.html' title='Spring Fashion Week - Wednesday'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/S7OqCN39vdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iQ36fLznnPM/s72-c/DSC03820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1395710306290818579</id><published>2009-10-31T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:25:34.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux8XckS94I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uhiQ7IC2aoA/s1600-h/DSC02933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux8XckS94I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uhiQ7IC2aoA/s320/DSC02933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398826795557648258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux_ESniD7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/8HTcIVPwZcY/s1600-h/DSC02934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux_ESniD7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/8HTcIVPwZcY/s320/DSC02934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398829765004234674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farmer's Market with the parents :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux8mSqHLLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kg-xsDxwdZE/s1600-h/DSC02935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux8mSqHLLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kg-xsDxwdZE/s320/DSC02935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398827050595724466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the younger brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux86NC6QrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KLHYPENnu-A/s1600-h/DSC02960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux86NC6QrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KLHYPENnu-A/s320/DSC02960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398827392686506674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laurelhurst Park with the Cody's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux9Xtx80gI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MkFW_J0YW3I/s1600-h/DSC02972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux9Xtx80gI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MkFW_J0YW3I/s320/DSC02972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398827899689947650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillin' like a villain at the Taylor's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux9xxk-7aI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NK5Z7FMwPno/s1600-h/DSC02995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux9xxk-7aI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NK5Z7FMwPno/s320/DSC02995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398828347385900450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vancouver, B.C. for... you know it... U2. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux-G_O3X9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/9c09_QuLs8s/s1600-h/DSC03009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux-G_O3X9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/9c09_QuLs8s/s320/DSC03009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398828711828479954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leaves the size of my face (!!) in Canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux-hYn1vpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/BGuYcQCEvwM/s1600-h/DSC03029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux-hYn1vpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/BGuYcQCEvwM/s320/DSC03029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398829165320715922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lifelong dream accomplished (not that we're too old...)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux-ykQbgAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/x0WFiPFeltg/s1600-h/DSC02958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux-ykQbgAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/x0WFiPFeltg/s320/DSC02958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398829460501528578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Small snapshots of this fall in Portland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are well. We love and miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; The human body has many parts, but the many parts make up one whole body. So it is with the body of Christ. Some of us are Jews, some are Gentiles, some are slaves, and some are free. But we have all been baptized into one body by one Spirit, and we all share the same Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Cor. 12:12, 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-1395710306290818579?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1395710306290818579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1395710306290818579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1395710306290818579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-pictures.html' title='In pictures...'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sux8XckS94I/AAAAAAAAAFM/uhiQ7IC2aoA/s72-c/DSC02933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-2416590878395207448</id><published>2009-10-17T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:59:36.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's fall in PDX</title><content type='html'>It has been a while... a long while since an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last month and half was filled with some adjustments: Brad has been working 45/50 hours a week, and I started working 35/40 hours a week. We see each other when we get back from work and on weekends and we try to make the best of it! :)&lt;br /&gt;Thought we could write about our daily life in Portland, just so you'll know what's happening around here...&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays - Brad usually leaves for work around 7.30am, he works in 2 different Hertz offices during the week (Lake Oswego and Tigard, right outside Portland) and spends the day in the outskirts of the city. He enjoys it, though it is a very tiring job with a 30 minute commute each way. Brad is tired, he has a pretty busy week and that's not what he wants to spend his time doing. He is actively looking for a job that goes along with what we believe God has put in his heart. He told his current boss about his job search, his boss truly appreciated Brad telling him what he was thinking/doing regarding his current job, and we're thankful that he received it well. :) Brad's manager, James, really appreciates him and Brad has learned a lot from him! We're asking God to continue to open doors for Brad's work, we believe Hertz was something the Lord brought to us, but we've had a sense that his time there is coming to an end. So, we're praying and seeking for God's will in this, and for His strength as we go through the days giving our best at our workplace!&lt;br /&gt;Brad is also taking a class at Western Seminary on Monday nights. He gets home around 10pm, but he truly enjoys it! Western is a seminary focused on practical teaching, which attracts Brad a whole lot, and we're thankful we live so close to it!&lt;br /&gt;As far as my job and weekday goes, I feel like I have it pretty easy! :) I work about 20 minutes from home (on the bus!) in downtown Portland. It has been a great experience to work at &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;source=hp&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=niketown+portland&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;hq=niketown&amp;amp;hnear=portland&amp;amp;cid=0,0,5166386278349367498&amp;amp;ei=njjaSrSvJo2csgOMqKCxCQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=local_result&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CAsQnwIwAA"&gt;Niketown&lt;/a&gt;. I work with a lot of college students and young people who just enjoy sports and Nike. Since it is in the heart of downtown, I get to see a lot of the city life during my breaks, and the myriad of people that spend their weekday in Portland. I've had great conversations with some co-workers, either about faith, or God or 'religion'. It has opened my eyes to what people think about God, the Church and faith in Portland. At first, my co-workers thought I was a 'weird religious person' who followed a lot of rules, but through different conversations, I hope they've realized that I just love Jesus and try to follow Him and his 'law' of love.  It's a great environment and I enjoy the interactions with co-workers and customers - we get a lot of international visitors and I get to speak Portugues and Spanish a lot! It's really fun!&lt;br /&gt;Also, some of you know that I ran a 1/2 marathon about a month ago... During training, I injured my knee really bad, and after the marathon I was in a LOT of pain. So I decided to do some 'knee rehab' workout - it's been good and I'm hoping it will get better!&lt;br /&gt;The weekends are filled with visits to the Farmer's Market (YES!) restful time with each other, and some time with house church friends. We've been going to the house church that Josh and Becky Taylor started when they moved from California. We enjoy it, but we'd also love to have something in our neighborhood, so that's another thing we're praying about and desiring to do!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things and people in Portland that we really like are located at...&lt;br /&gt;- Downtown &lt;a href="http://foodcartsportland.com/"&gt;Food Carts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.portlandfarmersmarket.org/"&gt;Farmer's Market&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.stumptowncoffee.com/locations/belmont"&gt;Stumptown Coffee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walk on Belmont/&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/d2/Hawthorne_st.jpg/250px-Hawthorne_st.jpg"&gt;Hawthorne Street&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.portlandonline.com/parks/finder/index.cfm?PropertyID=275&amp;amp;action=ViewPark"&gt;Mount Tabor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has brought wonderful people to our lives, and we're thankful for each one of them! Josh and Becky have big hearts and big dreams for Portland as well, and we're thankful for them!&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Caroline Cody moved from Georgia and we've had plenty of opportunities to spend time with them! Brad worked with Josh in LA and about 2 weeks after we got here, Josh called Brad saying they were moving out here! It has been GREAT to be with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly... moving to the Northwest has brought us some visitors! We loved having Joshon and Taylor Miller for Labor Day Weekend, Brad's parents for another weekend and Grant (Brad's younger bro!) is spending his Fall Break here! We're happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Laurehurst park now! It's Fall in Portland and it is BEAUTIFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;We love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-2416590878395207448?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/2416590878395207448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-fall-in-pdx.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/2416590878395207448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/2416590878395207448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-fall-in-pdx.html' title='It&apos;s fall in PDX'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-8325726507392309673</id><published>2009-08-25T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:27:47.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belmont Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRjyaLcsyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EBnOaaDRPdM/s1600-h/Belmont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRjyaLcsyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EBnOaaDRPdM/s320/Belmont.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374029973031793442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When we visited Portland in December/08, we drove by this area called Hawthorne/Belmont and really liked it. We also liked another area called Division. We thought we could look for places to live in both of those areas since both are filled with young people, artists, young families and "a lil' bit of everything else", something very common to Portland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our 1st weekend here (4th of July weekend) we walked up, down and around Belmont St. just checking out the area, talking to the people and visiting (what has become) our favorite Stumptown. We would always come back for Stumptown but ended up looking at places as well. During the "house hunt"game, we looked at a duplex right ON Belmont St. and it was "love at first sight" for Brad. It took me a little longer to "fall in love" with it, but I did. I love the place and I'm so thankful Brad loved it first! It is quite incredible how we got this place considering the location is AWESOME, the place is in great condition and was a good price too! Our landlord also let us paint the place, so we spent the weekend painting with the Taylor's and Ryan Fick. They also moved our stuff in, it was so fast and awesome! Thanks, friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been living there for 1 week now and I thought I could post some pics for those who are wanting to visit us and are not so sure about "a place to stay"! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRgXM9-mrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/skozET79iEk/s1600-h/DSC02902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRgXM9-mrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/skozET79iEk/s320/DSC02902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374026207094282930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kitchen/living room area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRgwmZmxOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5m-JgNpIHow/s1600-h/DSC02911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRgwmZmxOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5m-JgNpIHow/s320/DSC02911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374026643417777378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRh2t8Sf2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ddpybiS-GfA/s1600-h/DSC02914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRh2t8Sf2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ddpybiS-GfA/s320/DSC02914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374027848033140578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living room with BIG windows + couches! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couch is actually a sofa bed... and that's where you will sleep when you come visit Portland! We also have a 2nd bedroom with the option of an airbed... :)&lt;br /&gt;We're very happy and excited about our place! Our neighbors upstairs are a brother and a sister, and they seem to be very kind.  Yesterday they were baking some zucchini+blueberry bread and left a piece of it on our porch. When I got home from a job interview, the bread was still warm... it was pretty yummy! We've talked to them a couple of times and hope to have them over quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all and are very happy to have a place to welcome you to Portland!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-8325726507392309673?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/8325726507392309673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/08/belmont-street.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8325726507392309673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8325726507392309673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/08/belmont-street.html' title='Belmont Street'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SpRjyaLcsyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EBnOaaDRPdM/s72-c/Belmont.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-8833760759399007072</id><published>2009-07-28T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:38:57.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berries &amp; Vanilla Ice cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Live in me. Make your home in me just as I do in you. In the same way that a branch can't bear grapes by itself but only by being joined to the vine, you can't bear fruit unless you are joined with me. I am the Vine, you are the branches. When you're joined with me and I with you, the relation intimate and organic, the harvest is sure to be abundant. Separated, you can't produce a thing." - Jesus speaking of him and his relationship to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9KqRsFpwI/AAAAAAAAADs/TVVDTIFBWac/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9KqRsFpwI/AAAAAAAAADs/TVVDTIFBWac/s320/DSC02041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363587771384833794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 1 month since we left Oklahoma.  We left OK with a sense of peace, joy and love from the community who accepted and loved us for we are. We are so thankful for each one of our friends in OKC, at the Village HC, Bridgeway, and the Refuge and we love you all dearly. Portland welcomes you anytime you want to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip here was SO MUCH FUN! Oh, we loved it! We had great upbeat music to keep us going on the flat plains of the Midwest, and mellow folk tunes to prepare us for the beauty of Colorado and Yellowstone. God created all that beauty and allowed us to experience His creation in such beautiful ways - it's wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some snapshots of our adventure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9LivwiyPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FowJNVcfQD4/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9LivwiyPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FowJNVcfQD4/s320/DSC02106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363588741529258226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the 1st night camping next to Buffalo's and horses at Terry's Bison Ranch, in Wyoming. Pretty scenery and yummy Bison burgers! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9MKSZjdfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/uvI7_XKnghA/s1600-h/DSC02148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9MKSZjdfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/uvI7_XKnghA/s320/DSC02148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363589420842972658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand Tetons welcomed us to the beauty of the Rocky mountains! These babies are HUGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9NEgClLJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gAQSjptpCew/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9NEgClLJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gAQSjptpCew/s320/DSC02209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363590420937125010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Yellowstone with big animals, breathtaking waterfalls, and clear Hot Spring water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9NlHi2CvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6dTx-o_CDzU/s1600-h/DSC02370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9NlHi2CvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6dTx-o_CDzU/s320/DSC02370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363590981297244914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first Sunset in Oregon. A warm welcome to our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after we arrived in Portland, Colt and Claire got here and the party started! :) It was wonderful to spend our 1st week here with the Westbrook's and the Taylor's. We had so much fun going hiking, exploring new places, tasting new food and building deeper relationships. It was great to have a "taste of OK" during our 1st week in Oregon.  We miss you Westies and love you dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our 3rd week here Brad got a job, and for a small celebration, we went to Seattle for the weekend, to meet with Morgan and Joel. It was refreshing to be with them, and we can't wait until they come visit Portland! (Those pics will come soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still looking for a house, so if you think of it, please pray for that. We have been looking for houses in the Hawthorne/Belmont area and we believe we are called to live in the SE area of Portland. We are excited for the opportunities to share life with our neighbors and future friends.  Mirela has applied for some jobs and sent out her resume, we're hopeful that something will happen soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, our dear friend Mark Apel from Houston, TX is coming to visit Portland for 10 days. We're thrilled to have him with us! Please, pray for our moments together that this trip will be a time of encouragement to him and that He will continue to show Mark the depths of His love for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the title of this post... last week, we picked out some fresh berries from Josh and Becky's backyard, and the rest is history... :) Just imagine the tastiness of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-8833760759399007072?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/8833760759399007072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/07/berries-vanilla-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8833760759399007072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8833760759399007072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/07/berries-vanilla-ice-cream.html' title='Berries &amp; Vanilla Ice cream'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sm9KqRsFpwI/AAAAAAAAADs/TVVDTIFBWac/s72-c/DSC02041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-49537238066867985</id><published>2009-07-13T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:09:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Portland!</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going really well, really fast, and really crazy.  We made it safely to Porland last Friday afternoon, the drive in to the city was amazing.  As we got closer we felt more and more joy, knowing we were in the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247508457_0"&gt;presence of God&lt;/span&gt; and that this was the end of the road he has been preparing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since arriving, we have been focusing on finding jobs, and a place to live more permanently.  Our goal is to get that taken care of by the beginning of August, but we will see how that goes. More excitingly we have been having wonderful times, and getting to know the Taylors who are hosting us in their home and have a great desire to start missional communities in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247508457_1"&gt;Portland&lt;/span&gt;.  But also we have been praying and reading the scriptures, which gives us hope and life.  We have been reading Isaiah chapter 9, and praying for the Kingdom to continue to come and come more fully in this city.  I have a month of devotionals on the "City" based on Henry Drummond's book, A city without a church.  We also continually read over the things people prayed for us in &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247508457_2"&gt;Oklahoma City&lt;/span&gt; before we moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Oklahoma City on the 29th of joy we felt peace like never before, of course we cried as we prayed for Oklahoma City, and drove up I-35. We only have special thoughts and prayers for the people living there. We miss you all terribly, in portuguese there is not a word or phrase for "I miss you" only "Eu tenho Saudades," which means I have a condition of longing, remembering, and missing you."  The phrase is prominently used in the poems and letters of the sailors and explorers as they went to the ends of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos Saudades de Voces,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad and Mirela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-49537238066867985?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/49537238066867985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-portland_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/49537238066867985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/49537238066867985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-portland_13.html' title='From Portland!'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-6280873079283797016</id><published>2009-06-22T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:38:28.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Up/Pack Up Party!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we really are moving half way across the continent in a week!  People are always asking us, "How can we help?" and "lets hang out?" We decided to put those things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27th of June&lt;/span&gt;, we are going to have a "Clean Up/Pack Up Party" at our apt at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;.  We are going to load up the Uhaul Trailer, and clean up our house for moving out.  Then when we get done we are going to go hang out and grab some dinner together.  We don't have that much stuff and we don't have a dirty apartment.  It should only take a few hours at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it will be easy and great.  And if you can't come at two still come later when we are eating or come any time because we would love to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our address is: 12312-D Tail Oaks Dr, Oklahoma City, OK 73120&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=12312+Trail+Oaks+Dr,+Oklahoma+City,+OK+73120&amp;amp;sll=35.598868,-97.561984&amp;amp;sspn=0.015633,0.026608&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=35.605324,-97.559967&amp;amp;spn=0.007817,0.013304&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;iwloc=A&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=embed&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=12312+Trail+Oaks+Dr,+Oklahoma+City,+OK+73120&amp;amp;sll=35.598868,-97.561984&amp;amp;sspn=0.015633,0.026608&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=35.605324,-97.559967&amp;amp;spn=0.007817,0.013304&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;iwloc=A" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call us if you have questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-6280873079283797016?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/6280873079283797016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/06/clean-uppack-up-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6280873079283797016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6280873079283797016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/06/clean-uppack-up-party.html' title='Clean Up/Pack Up Party!'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7989964505922159045</id><published>2009-06-18T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:49:09.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice from Belton</title><content type='html'>While sitting at my grandfathers side in his truck, at his table, in his living room, I soaked up all wisdom we could.  His fundamental advice reminds us of what Jesus told us is the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, Papa Jim, said, "Love the people....and don't do anything stupid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also told me the passage of scripture that changed his ministry and life was Ephesians 4:12 where he realized his calling was to equip the saints for the work and expanding of the kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to Belton was so good, we felt equipped and incredibly well fed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with my Uncle who is a pastor and church planter in Houston, Texas was also fun, like old times, and energizing as he told me things to avoid and things to go after.  Somehow realizing that the quest will be difficult is inspiring.  We know more than ever that Portland is the place where we are going to do justice, love kindness, and walk with God.  Our walk takes us to Portland, we should be arriving with everything we own (not much) two weeks from today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7989964505922159045?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7989964505922159045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/06/advise-from-belton.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7989964505922159045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7989964505922159045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/06/advise-from-belton.html' title='Advice from Belton'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-1499634566279938202</id><published>2009-06-02T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:45:04.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Starting!</title><content type='html'>Business, and the rush to see and be with everyone we love...it has started...things are really happening.  We are less than four weeks from moving halfway across the continent. Although the sadness of leaving loved ones is really starting to sink in, we cannot wait to arrive in Portland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirela is leaving today to go to Portland for four days of job interviews and time with the Taylors.  The money for her to visit, and the job interviews themselves are really more than random--something special is happening with her job search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are boxing stuff up, and selling loads of things as well.  We have stuff all over craigslist....so if you are interested in any of our junk let us know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 3 weeks will be spent packing, and taking car of all the logistics associated with moving.  We are also taking a great trip down to central Texas to see family there one last time before the move.  Then we are going to Alabama for a wedding and more goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is to have all the packing done before so that our final week here will be filled with times with friends, and family--so that we can truly say goodbye to this city that has been more than good to us this last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Mirela in your thoughts as she travels this week and interviews, and think about me...as I try to box almost all of our belongings before she gets back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-1499634566279938202?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/1499634566279938202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-starting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1499634566279938202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/1499634566279938202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-starting.html' title='It is Starting!'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-6792164812616388089</id><published>2009-04-26T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:53:21.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown Portland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SfUrLyFJ-bI/AAAAAAAAACU/Rc5vUd04fN8/s1600-h/2747118353_2cbe23cc6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SfUrLyFJ-bI/AAAAAAAAACU/Rc5vUd04fN8/s320/2747118353_2cbe23cc6b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329213215484803506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Downtown PDX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-6792164812616388089?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/6792164812616388089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-of-our-hill-country.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6792164812616388089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6792164812616388089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-of-our-hill-country.html' title='Downtown Portland'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SfUrLyFJ-bI/AAAAAAAAACU/Rc5vUd04fN8/s72-c/2747118353_2cbe23cc6b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-8404955190020263709</id><published>2009-04-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:01:50.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobs'/><title type='text'>Preparing to Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SedUrktzz7I/AAAAAAAAACM/H4xvkMTdjik/s1600-h/DSC01059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SedUrktzz7I/AAAAAAAAACM/H4xvkMTdjik/s320/DSC01059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325318191955824562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about 10 weeks we are going to be moving &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/maps"&gt;1,920 mile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/maps"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt; north west to Portland, Oregon.  We are everything from excited and anxious to tired and overwhelmed.  So what are we doing to prepare, how can you be involved in this entire thing, and how can we be praying together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Prepare:&lt;br /&gt;Most excitingly we have been getting together with others who are thinking and praying about moving to &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/galleries/2008/fsb/0803/gallery.best_places_to_launch.fsb/6.html"&gt;Portland&lt;/a&gt;.  We are sharing dreams, praying, and challenging each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking for jobs in the &lt;a href="http://www.travelportland.com/visitors/"&gt;Portland&lt;/a&gt; area.  (If you have any contacts at all you can connect us with them.)  Mirela is looking for jobs at international  and finance companies. Brad is looking for a gig in customer service, marketing or international companies.  We believe and have faith that God is going to provide excellent jobs and great opportunities for us there, we are praying that we will be confident and faithful to take advantage of those opportunities and search for them.  Also, friends and others moving to Portland are looking for jobs in the business world, education, and social service.  We are also going through the process of making decisions about moving, and selling stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other preparation news, we are beginning to invite families, groups, and churches to become partners with us in the work God has called us to in &lt;a href="http://www.oregonlive.com/oregonian/"&gt;Portland&lt;/a&gt;.  We are going to be sitting down and sharing what God has placed on our hearts, our "strategy" and our needs with people who have been investing into our lives for the past several years.  These "partners" will provide encouragement, challenge, and prayer as we embark on this difficult journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our partners also be financial supporters, helping supplement the cost of moving/living in &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/galleries/2008/fsb/0803/gallery.best_places_to_launch.fsb/6.html"&gt;Portland&lt;/a&gt;.  The financial cost is actually really small--we will all have jobs, and support our families predominately from that.  The financial help would really be a small supplement and blessing for us and our fellow leaders as we move and get settled into Portland.  The funds will also help with get away retreats, and "outreach" stuff.  We are convinced that sharing the Gospel is free and cheap, but we are also convinced that there are people in our lives who desire to invest in what God is doing through us and in &lt;a href="http://www.portlandtribune.com/news/index.php"&gt;Portland&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you, your family, your small group, your church, whatever, are wanting to support us in that way...lets get together or if you are far lets talk on the phone.  We can send you our "strategy," talk about the team that you will be investing in, the city of Portland, and talk to you about our budget and needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you all and are so thankful for your support, knowing you are all interested and praying for our lives, our jobs, our move, strengthens our faith and gives us hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-8404955190020263709?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/8404955190020263709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/04/preparing-to-move.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8404955190020263709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/8404955190020263709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/04/preparing-to-move.html' title='Preparing to Move'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SedUrktzz7I/AAAAAAAAACM/H4xvkMTdjik/s72-c/DSC01059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-6418636547663772677</id><published>2009-03-11T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:27:10.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There (Portugal and Brazil) and Back Again by Mirela</title><content type='html'>Back in College (as if it was a long time ago!), I always dreaded writing essays, I think I have always known I could better communicate through conversations than through writing... I'm Latina, I need to move my hands while I'm talking and I believe people understand me better if I move my hands! So, hi everyone! This is Mirela and I just wanted to update you "all over the world" about what happened in our lives this last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 weeks ago, I returned from a trip to Portugal and Brazil.  My mother and I are originally from Brazil, but when I was 9, we moved to Portugal and as a family of immigrants, we were looking for new life opportunities.  I went to school there, my mom worked at a company for almost 15 years, but since 2001 she has been fighting cancer, and has had different series of chemo.  Cancer is such a mysterious disease, because you know that you have something "eating" your body, but you can't really see it, you can only feel it.  After many series of chemo, my mother had reached a point of exhaustion and even emotional distress, and after 16 years of living in Portugal she desired to move back to Brazil, her home country.  God always directed our path and cared for us, we landed in Portugal in the early 90s but now was time to go back.  I knew that the Lord would continue to guide her into a new season of life.  After her decision to move, Brad and I decided I would go to Portugal for 2 weeks to help her pack and then I'd spend 1 week with her in Brazil to help her settle in and make sure she would be okay.  That's what we did for this past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is definitely gracious and so, so, so caring with us.  It's amazing to me how He moves in people's hearts and loves us in unbelievable ways.  After Brad and I decided that I'd go, I shared this with 4 of my closest friends, and they assured me they'd be praying for me. Rita would call me from Portugal every other day, wanting to know how was I doing and if I needed anything. *Man, I love them* In early January we went to St. Louis to visit the Bean's and the Caplinger gang, and we talked some more about my upcoming trip. Less than 1 week later, my friend Carol calls me asking me what would I say if she decided to come to Portugal with me - she just wanted to be there to help and support me and she didn't want me to go by myself.  My heart was saying "Yes, please come!" but I wanted to be somewhat rational about it... What was I thinking. There's not much rationality in true love.  I did tell her that this trip wouldn't really be her "European Dream vacation", but if she was up for it, I'd love for her to come! A few days later she texts me: "I quit my job, I'm about to buy my ticket! I can't wait to be with you in Lisbon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bunch of flight changes, Carol and I were finally in Lisbon, together. Rita, my lovely, loyal and awesome friend, picked us up and pretty much took us around Lisbon when she wasn't working.  During those 2 weeks, Carol and I had so much stuff to do that we made a list. Here's some of it...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Renewing Passports&lt;br /&gt;- Selling Furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Opening &amp;amp; Closing Bank Accounts&lt;br /&gt;- Going to Hospitals (2 different ones, at 3 different times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SblukbpvlVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZyicAzFkDe0/s1600-h/hospital"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SblukbpvlVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZyicAzFkDe0/s320/hospital" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312398807637398866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Buying Suitcases&lt;br /&gt;- Packing (a bunch of clothes and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;- Picking up a car&lt;br /&gt;- Waking up at 6am to beat traffic and return a car&lt;br /&gt;- Making sure I didn't go crazy&lt;br /&gt;- Visiting Relatives&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had some time to relax and spend good quality time just us... We...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Went to Sintra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SbluOEn7GBI/AAAAAAAAABs/QAstdZ6cFyk/s1600-h/sintra"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SbluOEn7GBI/AAAAAAAAABs/QAstdZ6cFyk/s320/sintra" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312398423498627090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Were deeply spoiled at the Restaurante Sao Lucas - Miguel and Gloria are the best cook and restaurant manager's I've ever known! And so, so, so generous...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sbltx5XangI/AAAAAAAAABk/rALq5nCr-8g/s1600-h/saolucas"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sbltx5XangI/AAAAAAAAABk/rALq5nCr-8g/s320/saolucas" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397939440262658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Visited with dear friends of mine - Cadi, Suse, Marta, Tiago, the Baratas, the Pascoais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Spent sweet time with Caroline...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sbls_qVej8I/AAAAAAAAABc/Q96kdHcjCF4/s1600-h/hardcoresurfers"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/Sbls_qVej8I/AAAAAAAAABc/Q96kdHcjCF4/s320/hardcoresurfers" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312397076412141506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Not only SAW the ocean... we went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surfing&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Celebrated Rita's 26th Birthday and went to her work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SblvNsUE_lI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UVzTHf7YFa8/s1600-h/rita%27sbday"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SblvNsUE_lI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UVzTHf7YFa8/s320/rita%27sbday" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312399516484566610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Learned how to make Portuguese soup!&lt;br /&gt;- Had good and cheap breakfast (about $2.00 for latte + pastry)&lt;br /&gt;- Drank goooooooood coffee! Multiple times, I must say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SblvOJizeLI/AAAAAAAAACE/ncSKM2NlxYY/s1600-h/coffee"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SblvOJizeLI/AAAAAAAAACE/ncSKM2NlxYY/s320/coffee" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312399524330961074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pictures were taken by Carol, she is an awesome photographer! There are more on Facebook, if you would like to see bits and pieces of it!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Carol was the breath of fresh air that would always come when it felt like I could not breathe anymore.  She is that kind of person that loves, and loves, and loves... and you don't have time to wonder how much she loves, because when you start wondering, she is already loving! She is amazing. I love her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On February 17th, my mom and I hopped on a plane to Brasil.  She had tears in her eyes, I was exhausted and ready to crash - she was sad to leave a country she learned to live, with people she deeply loves&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I kept my sadness inside, while trying to rest and renew my energies for the next 9 hours of travel.  When our plane landed in Brazil, my mom was clapping and had a big smile in her face - she was back to the land of warm weather all year-around, and she was back to the place where the Lord got ahold of her heart and life.  In the "welcome!" area of the airport, my dad, my brother, and Vania an old friend of my mom, were waiting for us&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  The week I spent in Brazil was good at multiple levels - I got to make sure that my mom would be fine; got to see old, old, old friends; got to spend quality time with my dad and his wife; got to make new friends and relaxed at the beach.  This whole time, I just wished Brad was there, I felt like 007, with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mission accomplished&lt;/span&gt; and I was ready to be with him! I got back to the States on February 26th, and at the welcome area of the OKC airport, there was my husband holding a red rose and showing a beautiful big smile. After 3 weeks in places that belonged to my past, I was now in a place where the present is, and the future waits for me. I was with Brad again, in Oklahoma City, and it felt like Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time I was gone, Brad started working at Hertz and started taking 2 online classes through Golden Gate.  Even though I was away, he was not alone.  He has dear friends and family in OKC who care deeply about him, and were always calling and checking on him.  I was so proud of him for not going to Little Ceasar's not even once! :)  &lt;a href="http://noticiasdeelsudeste.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colt &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://clairewestbrook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Claire&lt;/a&gt; were so sweet inviting him for dinner and to hang out at Cuppies 'n Joe; Zak and Jessica, always, always, always welcoming and just saying "our door is open, come on in anytime!"; our house church and d-group peeps who were so faithful and caring towards Brad; Derek and Jules, who had him over couple of times; and of course, the Watson/Mckinney clan, who calls and checks on us no matter where in the world we are.  *true love - part 1000 of our lives*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for praying for us, and for continuing to love us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-6418636547663772677?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/6418636547663772677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-portugal-and-brazil-and-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6418636547663772677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/6418636547663772677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-portugal-and-brazil-and-back.html' title='There (Portugal and Brazil) and Back Again by Mirela'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SblukbpvlVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZyicAzFkDe0/s72-c/hospital' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996515067097784315.post-7696583814113469293</id><published>2009-02-05T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:47:57.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where We Are Going From Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have always known that we would be used to plant and develop churches wherever we are, and that God would call us to specific places to start churches.  Through a series of conversations, prayer times, and urging from our friends, we came to a place where we were completely and totally open to any city in the world, and we began to pray for God to give us direction and for us to be obedient to follow him there. And in a much shorter amount of time than we had imagined God gave us a city to pray about and for more intentionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The idea of Portland has existed among a group of our friends for some time now, and it has been a topic of ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtM52IybDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LuomFYKxd54/s1600-h/Portland_Pano_0679-0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtM52IybDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LuomFYKxd54/s320/Portland_Pano_0679-0693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299413943200148530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ny conversations related to a place to plant and to “end up.”  This city rose up in our hearts and we began to consider extremely seriously what it would be like to move to Portland to start a church.  We asked Brad’s parents, Mirela’s Aunt, and two of our closest "couple friends" to begin to pray for God to confirm this calling to us, and to seek their advice about moving to Portland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again in a shorter than expected amount of time, we began to feel and sense peace in our hearts about moving there, also we were inexplicably placed in relationships with business people and church planters from Portland.  In one lunch conversation Brad had with a man he had never met he walked away knowing Portland was the place for us and with three contacts of Portland business people.  Mentors, friends, and family all confirmed it not only as a good idea but the best idea for our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In both of our hearts, we knew we would be moving to Portland to serve and love the city for the next &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtN3ks4ABI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qClu783Mo6s/s1600-h/airplane-takeoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtN3ks4ABI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qClu783Mo6s/s320/airplane-takeoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299415003671560210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;big season of our lives.   And so we set out to visit it.  We went the first weekend in December for 4 days (only cost us $385 for both of us to fly up there).  We stayed with an amazing couple that recently moved there to start a house church network.  They showed us around the city and helped us know people, let us drive their car, and just truly welcomed us to the city.  We also met with business people, and Brad visited Golden Gate Seminary’s Northwest campus located only 15 minutes from Portland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is our timetable? What is happening next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtNVD0uYfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ql52N2KT2vE/s1600-h/truck_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtNVD0uYfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ql52N2KT2vE/s320/truck_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299414410730562034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are going to be packing up a Uhaul and heading to Portland the week of June 22-29.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have been formulating a strategy and vision for the last several months, with mentors, friends, and family. We meeting and talking with mentors/advisors as we think through our strategy and build our team.  We are asking old friends and new friends to pray and consider moving to Portland to be leaders alongside us in planting a church and serving the transformation of the city of Portland.  We are setting up a support and sending relationships with our church, Bridgeway Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soon we are going to start raising funds to support our team and the cost of moving couples across the United States. And we are starting to look for jobs up there, and continue to get connected with churches and Christians living in Portland.  Soon we are going to begin gathering our team to build community and pray together here in Oklahoma City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The days ahead are not going to be easy, but they are exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously we can’t wait to talk about all of these things in person with you guys, there is so much we didn’t even write about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brad and Mirela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996515067097784315-7696583814113469293?l=questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/feeds/7696583814113469293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-we-are-going-from-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7696583814113469293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996515067097784315/posts/default/7696583814113469293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questofbradandmirela.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-we-are-going-from-here.html' title='Where We Are Going From Here'/><author><name>Brad and Mirela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00682669210398772104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtPQX7_0II/AAAAAAAAAAw/wxkpliSX65w/S220/DSC01040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1ngZ4echfc/SYtM52IybDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LuomFYKxd54/s72-c/Portland_Pano_0679-0693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
