tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79365341469798268612024-03-12T21:56:18.131-07:00Life in Southwest FloridaI was transplanted to Southwest Florida in 1991 due to falling in love with a man who loves the sea. I miss my large family from the North daily but treasure nature and the people I come in contact here in Florida. I feel blessed to be surrounded by fun friends, excellent co-workers, and a caring family of four.Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-60314291997171892292011-10-30T03:55:00.000-07:002011-10-30T13:01:54.820-07:00The Out-Laws............NOT<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixVUhuA7YuHO_5wr58doyCWm3uNbGWxvdfX3IaW537y5LtEn74qa_ROSIQ1E7ZMTKCSPTvkBRAexrRLYlqt3WvdriKeweR2cFY0aIxqVb-11C-Xsy1szQIFZ-1U89Lk-CkUKn5S_ui2tpy/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669237440636798690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixVUhuA7YuHO_5wr58doyCWm3uNbGWxvdfX3IaW537y5LtEn74qa_ROSIQ1E7ZMTKCSPTvkBRAexrRLYlqt3WvdriKeweR2cFY0aIxqVb-11C-Xsy1szQIFZ-1U89Lk-CkUKn5S_ui2tpy/s400/DSC_0297.JPG" /></a>It is strange to think how two people can change your lives forever. It all began when I went home with Debbie Frizzi one weekend to take a break from Ball State University. Her parents took the both of us out to this beautiful restaurant and made us feel like two queens. Unknowlingly, several years later, they became my parents. Now they are my children's grandparents. Hank and Ann Frizzi continue to bring joy in my life and always make me smile. God knew what he was doing when he arranged for Debbie to be my college room mate. <br /><div></div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-31637697675804708352011-10-25T18:48:00.000-07:002011-10-26T03:26:19.079-07:003 years later<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjClfJvIe8rJwL5SlnuAmEauP97eLXdgwPC26BrM4NOPuxqY9hodgVpoBV0kuxNXOGw8GlonAUUH3v03QATgs1quk8NIis8uNByI4dUOYpdWqFU4esZlpvKS7DTaYWvZd4l8dq6mxZz2sDx/s1600/DSC_0452.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667614031513192002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjClfJvIe8rJwL5SlnuAmEauP97eLXdgwPC26BrM4NOPuxqY9hodgVpoBV0kuxNXOGw8GlonAUUH3v03QATgs1quk8NIis8uNByI4dUOYpdWqFU4esZlpvKS7DTaYWvZd4l8dq6mxZz2sDx/s400/DSC_0452.JPG" /></a><br /><div>After a sleepless night last night I realized I needed to reconnect with my blog. At 3:00 a.m. I found several blogs that inspired me to collect my thoughts. Immediately I called this girl who is pasted on this post. I call her my Kell-Kell. She always motivates me to try new things, new places, step out of my safety box, and use technology. When I am with her I always feel like I am worth a million dollars. Thank you for your friendship. (Is Lily still peeking out the door?)</div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-53763297057178399652008-12-01T18:49:00.000-08:002008-12-02T03:14:43.586-08:00Hello new camera!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYbkohoDjBgxDvtLGGNrPVDYjTnNxeNbmwtNZvVGiJmJcYGQ58AEbDwu8QvhHSQpQN4XR8BvMbtNdKdEEHBysfwZYmeq3VEs13muhdDnrCU-hPwoRWdlTRjGBTIEOXZSkHMm874wAUpqS3/s1600-h/ericaswim+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275021365023586226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYbkohoDjBgxDvtLGGNrPVDYjTnNxeNbmwtNZvVGiJmJcYGQ58AEbDwu8QvhHSQpQN4XR8BvMbtNdKdEEHBysfwZYmeq3VEs13muhdDnrCU-hPwoRWdlTRjGBTIEOXZSkHMm874wAUpqS3/s400/ericaswim+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Can you believe this? I have always felt stronger and could beat my kids at most games...........but not any more. This girl, Erica, is so strong in the pool. I watched her and was amazed at how easy swimming appeared as she so naturally glided across the water... Wow, and I do mean DOUBLE WOW!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWOsaUhlw7hT4BHaY8AznKBVekzm8eA8ozAL_lLIs-Vus31fg4KXIg4m0U7PlkIyzs2b6bB3NkaMnJiyS07GCj6vAbCsUqfkrWguXB2mOXJssXNayWJwpAsf2VQI562IPd9Zjsobd_PWHg/s1600-h/ericaswim+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275021118074216274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWOsaUhlw7hT4BHaY8AznKBVekzm8eA8ozAL_lLIs-Vus31fg4KXIg4m0U7PlkIyzs2b6bB3NkaMnJiyS07GCj6vAbCsUqfkrWguXB2mOXJssXNayWJwpAsf2VQI562IPd9Zjsobd_PWHg/s400/ericaswim+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE CLARITY IN THESE PICS??? Thank you, Kelly, for continuously pushing me to take the next step in photos...</div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-68395709183667020442008-07-01T11:38:00.000-07:002008-07-01T11:48:18.874-07:00Bragging about my brotherMy baby brother worked on research at Indiana University. He helped research in the following Science Daily article. We are all very proud of Jared Winkelman!!!<br /><br />www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2008/06/Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-74891936990476256552008-07-01T04:33:00.000-07:002008-07-01T04:39:36.993-07:00KNEE HIGH ON THE 4TH OF JULYON A WARM SUMMER NIGHT, MY DAD ALWAYS TOLD ME THAT IF YOU LISTEN CLOSELY YOU COULD HEAR THE CORN GROWING! <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">IT IS</span></strong> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">HAPPENING IN THIS HOUSE TONIGHT, I SWEAR</span></strong>. AS I GO IN ERICA'S AND NATE'S ROOMS I THINK I CAN HEAR THEM GROWING. I CAN'T BELIEVE THEIR HANDS, FEET AND BODIES.!!!!!Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-88433566494207715462008-06-29T16:53:00.000-07:002008-06-29T16:58:55.814-07:00Dear Edwina<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzyIZ9GB25FHn4AVLdSyBNHG6zeN59sQS9LZA0EKsL0wWLAukYCMlaDylblwKZxTckPABx0e_fzmbE2nEircg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Is it worth the daily drive, money spent, and time away from home? Erica spent one month practicing for the musical Dear Edwina. Many times I asked myself if it was worth it.............Well, after watching the show and being able to hear this angelical voice the answer is.........Most definitely YES!!! </p>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-43787586482106791322008-06-24T12:27:00.000-07:002008-06-24T12:28:41.565-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJh-OueT_KZLFWnrsUcBaJ58DAGXirDXBBwja9WaY1Dznr_Vqc6X-acHYCAP5vXPQO7S0p3IuVfQYx1qsBqnScCH64SIkpYdO2RASerlJ42Q0PxrIejFVrANjasteV4g3prVegMHqxj3Ex/s1600-h/000_0464.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215532038494143538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJh-OueT_KZLFWnrsUcBaJ58DAGXirDXBBwja9WaY1Dznr_Vqc6X-acHYCAP5vXPQO7S0p3IuVfQYx1qsBqnScCH64SIkpYdO2RASerlJ42Q0PxrIejFVrANjasteV4g3prVegMHqxj3Ex/s400/000_0464.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />New Frizzi BoatJulie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-44610530365335004432008-06-24T12:20:00.000-07:002008-06-24T12:27:16.521-07:00Change in Sails<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Set0IOUACzJfzjg1AmP0IH-3LgDcB8awsaoDQPfUN47gID5hy01UYPRdGAcSQE2lig6P_q_m8q4FbPIowMn1voPBA5665LoW46ZdcPFT0KupjEJq1gvwYiL3hbln7nKq2Cc6UXA2NT_b/s1600-h/000_0464.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2yVKb8QT5ocJb1iaT32ICXJReCV1Jz-kLEe4pAwogIlH3RdbAWowWS3b5XJxqI63c3aNgQzujYG7_LM_tCVeExshACOAgQUlUW8OO4kRptI8wFkoE_fSB6mEu-_WDhHhAMLZf_lZUucF/s1600-h/000_0464.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQSe1mR-N_W__FN4oNAnbuoR-bpU2x-i0aU2wN03hu3ocR-rrilV7zCzzymPUK7z53nHCP994x-8z3ARCfmUnSNchwtIoMPRC-I9Tq7PxR6XUXHPRfZHJe2sblgnnKpfcwpxGf3hKe_oss/s1600-h/000_0451.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215530514101688354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQSe1mR-N_W__FN4oNAnbuoR-bpU2x-i0aU2wN03hu3ocR-rrilV7zCzzymPUK7z53nHCP994x-8z3ARCfmUnSNchwtIoMPRC-I9Tq7PxR6XUXHPRfZHJe2sblgnnKpfcwpxGf3hKe_oss/s320/000_0451.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div>This is the motor boat we have used for 10 years. I have enjoyed every inch of this fine boat...........BUT...........Today we came home with this boat.........</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2yVKb8QT5ocJb1iaT32ICXJReCV1Jz-kLEe4pAwogIlH3RdbAWowWS3b5XJxqI63c3aNgQzujYG7_LM_tCVeExshACOAgQUlUW8OO4kRptI8wFkoE_fSB6mEu-_WDhHhAMLZf_lZUucF/s1600-h/000_0464.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2yVKb8QT5ocJb1iaT32ICXJReCV1Jz-kLEe4pAwogIlH3RdbAWowWS3b5XJxqI63c3aNgQzujYG7_LM_tCVeExshACOAgQUlUW8OO4kRptI8wFkoE_fSB6mEu-_WDhHhAMLZf_lZUucF/s1600-h/000_0464.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-27283829248583660772008-06-22T05:24:00.000-07:002008-06-22T05:30:29.640-07:00Memory of a Lifetime!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiLb4y0jdHOMhThhX6h4tkd4ibVFzc0RkaVJgf3aaRJfoBuRAp6TmGHulndA_nHy_xX6XLWlSZj7TyYmlleCotWVvIp0VTThqxExo6UveFjHllnwwNVWNRMvyunIdfdiF5_Tnr0Ub8z1ud/s1600-h/ericadolp+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214682195964259330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiLb4y0jdHOMhThhX6h4tkd4ibVFzc0RkaVJgf3aaRJfoBuRAp6TmGHulndA_nHy_xX6XLWlSZj7TyYmlleCotWVvIp0VTThqxExo6UveFjHllnwwNVWNRMvyunIdfdiF5_Tnr0Ub8z1ud/s400/ericadolp+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzrFBwRaThLNbzuvMcc6n8BOv9Yq2ERcMJS_VrQoy4HrO51B7hnsx41VNf60c6_nD9XfwOuEyFjl3OmfbEp7Yd0N0WnbkZVY4lXgMGVPJNf9UvqskcSsQCZHlWYKb8N1O4WoR9oSD4a22e/s1600-h/ericalldol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214682071572959586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzrFBwRaThLNbzuvMcc6n8BOv9Yq2ERcMJS_VrQoy4HrO51B7hnsx41VNf60c6_nD9XfwOuEyFjl3OmfbEp7Yd0N0WnbkZVY4lXgMGVPJNf9UvqskcSsQCZHlWYKb8N1O4WoR9oSD4a22e/s400/ericalldol.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>These pictures brought tears to my eyes. Erica's friend, Allison, invited Erica to go to Miami SeaAquarium. Erica, Allison, and their two Dads drove them over, went snorkeling in the Keys, and then experienced the memory of a lifetime. Thank you Allison for this great opportunity. </div><br /><div></div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-27614373224013481792008-06-20T18:17:00.000-07:002008-06-20T19:00:19.241-07:00To My Mom: Bike $10 Memories Priceless<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy3OtQ6bkq1R16PNexnRAJaO-y68gzAGSTnD-tRxee3xl8qOa0FGtAzJu1-T2Ua21zmf8a76q92AGJ7V7p3mA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-69450198771161015492008-06-20T13:43:00.000-07:002008-06-20T13:46:30.927-07:00Getting into the GrooveAfter 2 weeks of summer break I feel like I am getting into my groove.....Walking the beach, reading a book, thrift shop trips, and napping are only some of my favorite things to do......As a child I could never nap. I only discovered what napping was about a couple years ago during the summer. Maybe it is age. But there is nothing like it...Going into my bedroom, reading my steamy book, and slowing drifty away!Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-2408754348802132752008-06-19T19:56:00.000-07:002008-06-19T20:18:04.644-07:00Eric's Sister----Any resemblance?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivYCCWmCbu2qyklc5Gp43GRGBfbBue-ShTh99SxDvouv4ZxcLDRmWuu3Ps2e6CwRmCfmobRzRBdqdKLlYqtIFVNvkE45zTgREDUaAGDyFDuXqQtNgwGUjvqbwEdoeUkcTHXiQjfmIdEGoL/s1600-h/06-19-~1+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213792247580923762" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px" height="386" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivYCCWmCbu2qyklc5Gp43GRGBfbBue-ShTh99SxDvouv4ZxcLDRmWuu3Ps2e6CwRmCfmobRzRBdqdKLlYqtIFVNvkE45zTgREDUaAGDyFDuXqQtNgwGUjvqbwEdoeUkcTHXiQjfmIdEGoL/s400/06-19-~1+(2).JPG" width="307" border="0" /></a><br />Now you know that I am not very vain to post this picture of myself in college. My Grandma always made me get PERMS! Look at the Hair!!! All you can see is my forhead!!! Look at that dress. I rememember thinking I was so hot in that. What was I thinking? Those eyebrows are plucked just perfect!! Many ask how I met Eric.................Well here it is..............Debbie...................She was my college roomate at BSU.......This is Eric's younger sister. When Debbie married I walked down the aisle with Eric.......If you want to hear more of this story I will tell you.........It has to do with sailing trips, staying on his sailboat, driving hours to Ohio to see him (and, oh yeah, my college room mate, Debbie).............XOXOXOXJulie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-68169867768363203642008-06-18T18:19:00.000-07:002008-06-18T18:22:48.199-07:00My sisters<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg28FadmDpOMRixO-q-0hyc-iEYBBrjWVy4eFqERvkFq0JG7SBWfU_Z2fhfdCkPG5lUKGeVrNV15Rdmiz9Hb_PY0r3yKNkvgbfBIkZGT_fGjmYcDfOlAJzRBXI4olmelEkolovXtc4V6tuK/s1600-h/06-18-~1+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213396355084392802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg28FadmDpOMRixO-q-0hyc-iEYBBrjWVy4eFqERvkFq0JG7SBWfU_Z2fhfdCkPG5lUKGeVrNV15Rdmiz9Hb_PY0r3yKNkvgbfBIkZGT_fGjmYcDfOlAJzRBXI4olmelEkolovXtc4V6tuK/s320/06-18-~1+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a>I am cracking up!!! I just found this picture today that my sisters had taken 15 years ago!! Look at the hair. It is bigger than their heads....Sorry Jeni and Jodi, I just couldn't resist. Actually, they look pretty cute, uh? <br /><div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-25213675897443495652008-06-18T17:50:00.000-07:002008-06-18T17:58:34.976-07:00Nathan's Summer Job<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Fosldcu4zUCqjeyfD__yAf2ZBI-378_J1QRIixvmz7Ye9GTG2r8X6DApsOL__19Xbm1skeG3HxiD2mtav1QHhpJBpzSNANNSpq_23LgLU7LZIcSEgY87Tg1v6t24AwODjZnUMi41nUoA/s1600-h/000_0449.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213390381108830210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Fosldcu4zUCqjeyfD__yAf2ZBI-378_J1QRIixvmz7Ye9GTG2r8X6DApsOL__19Xbm1skeG3HxiD2mtav1QHhpJBpzSNANNSpq_23LgLU7LZIcSEgY87Tg1v6t24AwODjZnUMi41nUoA/s320/000_0449.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I must make sure there is turkey, tomatoes, lettuce, french bread, strawberries, pretzils, and popcorn. He could live on these ingredients every day. Throw in Target breakfast sandwich, Subway, and an occasional Pizza. BUT ONE THING IS FOR SURE...... <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;">THERE IS ALWAYS COUNTRY TIME LEMONAIDE MADE FRESH BY MY FAVORITE TEN YEAR OLD. </span></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-46269859805210904892008-06-17T04:57:00.000-07:002008-06-17T05:42:07.603-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGCX24VPRpBJKJyL_QbRzMasuz6eaoqUkgPotWkCL8S9FQgs9TtEWtQ8-xWA-N_sCwvf3WoesAvyv3GFGbvBnsWGyvWqvwkmiKmxFJ4Z00PaU483EevAi3EswIdgpdfCWvUs45MrEH-Cd/s1600-h/000_0446.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212819216450698610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGCX24VPRpBJKJyL_QbRzMasuz6eaoqUkgPotWkCL8S9FQgs9TtEWtQ8-xWA-N_sCwvf3WoesAvyv3GFGbvBnsWGyvWqvwkmiKmxFJ4Z00PaU483EevAi3EswIdgpdfCWvUs45MrEH-Cd/s200/000_0446.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sFATmoRvbb6yxN4cshXdVeyMviBABRmugeuPppgNJc0LL9zuTV7OIU0plT9ouADadsb6ObhEu7zDeIWAQHJQ_KVPw7nqkxE_thPBig2TaREm5_807P6ubA-uHRs8QHcPrO8bNi2d4ZhD/s1600-h/000_0447.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212818968127152818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sFATmoRvbb6yxN4cshXdVeyMviBABRmugeuPppgNJc0LL9zuTV7OIU0plT9ouADadsb6ObhEu7zDeIWAQHJQ_KVPw7nqkxE_thPBig2TaREm5_807P6ubA-uHRs8QHcPrO8bNi2d4ZhD/s200/000_0447.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;">Eric is a man who likes to go to the same restaurants, order the same food, wear the same type of clothing (t-shirt & kakhi shorts), and drive the same car for years and years. For Father's Day we gave him the choice of going ANY where he chooses. I knew it either had to be Pinchers, Fish House, or Daruma. After long discussion he decided The Fish House! The beer is cheep on Sundays ($6 pitchers) and the walk is short! <span style="font-size:180%;">You gotta love this man!!<br /></span></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4lzWNPSai9EF1KZH3BhT1Of3bLesL-ekMYNQ-34jTmyWq8yffKq8hpgU8hxAAA7UEzCTv_EhyphenhyphenT4aNHlOE9XK7aul1myQPyT_ycLE-NOIyyIwQhARuUPi-Eyk_U8pjQFG2njOQ8MSA4Sk/s1600-h/000_0446.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-84202746179171443422008-06-15T09:44:00.000-07:002008-06-15T09:52:21.292-07:00Happy Birthday Cheryl and Ann<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYAKMslIs6qZ4XRqyF_PIZO_8GSiKtnUZuSmS-2dxsU8mIp2xnAIoACh7GPC4QtXuJRbIReqB_5KBuJrohNAGoH5CuRj9-ai57X0O4PrswqZ9icVzc7feIq9BLnB6-dxoVSBlcgIT3x0a/s1600-h/billboard7837202.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212150596537628418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYAKMslIs6qZ4XRqyF_PIZO_8GSiKtnUZuSmS-2dxsU8mIp2xnAIoACh7GPC4QtXuJRbIReqB_5KBuJrohNAGoH5CuRj9-ai57X0O4PrswqZ9icVzc7feIq9BLnB6-dxoVSBlcgIT3x0a/s400/billboard7837202.jpg" border="0" /></a>Fun begins at 45! An entire day spent at Ft. Myers Beach celebrating birthdays! Many fond memories: Enjoying the backseat of a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">convertible</span>, playing volleyball, laughing with friends, sitting at the Cottage while it rains, looking out at the blue Gulf of Mexico, dancing on the beach, celebrating flag day....Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-53677388931074950962008-06-12T08:29:00.000-07:002008-06-19T05:03:05.147-07:00Watching New Mommy Kelly and Kelle<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpwo2eN0wG6XCVvHKx-0qp0RmK_qG5qCyBA-KZrcGKc_FGsK3avRFDk-c94RKRjFDh6Nl662pbfAcyoZ5PsAIJTpmSSyr-zAG9MoqrnPELnw7sc_piMKFByRRjh_a_XTGk2BJ25jal7nl/s1600-h/Lily+Month+2+135.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211017660519960706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpwo2eN0wG6XCVvHKx-0qp0RmK_qG5qCyBA-KZrcGKc_FGsK3avRFDk-c94RKRjFDh6Nl662pbfAcyoZ5PsAIJTpmSSyr-zAG9MoqrnPELnw7sc_piMKFByRRjh_a_XTGk2BJ25jal7nl/s400/Lily+Month+2+135.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">Today Erica and I had lunch with Kelly, Kelle, Lily, and Lainey. I watched in amazement as these two new mommies took care of their miracle babies. Nothing frazzled either mom as they enjoyed their little girls. Life continues to change, move on, and add new wonderful human beings. I left my lunch feeling so happy knowing that these two special mommies are so happy and content with life. I am so fortunate to know them.<br /></span></span>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-54854779779949101652008-06-10T14:54:00.000-07:002008-06-10T14:57:11.556-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTNbIniwqm8XwUVg_wjUk_WUBzGh876toCJbgpsQLxb7h1bCS4til-PYLC0vt38feyjALYfxA3eIXD3QqIq34iJkqDj818hy3ggetuYBw4DAxSTtTXEEt3f7IOMVvnTpl6wO4C-j-jYoo/s1600-h/000_0431.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210374715568921122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTNbIniwqm8XwUVg_wjUk_WUBzGh876toCJbgpsQLxb7h1bCS4til-PYLC0vt38feyjALYfxA3eIXD3QqIq34iJkqDj818hy3ggetuYBw4DAxSTtTXEEt3f7IOMVvnTpl6wO4C-j-jYoo/s320/000_0431.jpg" border="0" /></a> Downtown Naples in June. I get the pleasure of picking Erica up daily from Sugden Theatre. I love driving down this road. <br /><div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-28373001182818978512008-06-06T04:21:00.000-07:002008-06-06T04:24:04.893-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg283wy4KCVKk9yYpTkzzADZnlrbKYaqRC5ZkBcK15undkGG1oHyEaUzNlIPeYqnhBK281Ii8wvd4-wXtqWB3QuvqkNCjHelLaiHr_cFJrZwCgapHxOKu77xRyeIylZ5HoJWIhC6zPuz7vz/s1600-h/000_0427.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208727559721096354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg283wy4KCVKk9yYpTkzzADZnlrbKYaqRC5ZkBcK15undkGG1oHyEaUzNlIPeYqnhBK281Ii8wvd4-wXtqWB3QuvqkNCjHelLaiHr_cFJrZwCgapHxOKu77xRyeIylZ5HoJWIhC6zPuz7vz/s320/000_0427.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Thank you Scott for sending me the Rhubarb for this most delicious pie. I am not kidding you. This is the best pie I have ever eaten.</div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-9532612790708894172008-06-05T16:09:00.000-07:002008-06-05T16:17:09.540-07:00TRUE LOVE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbfulrFDyQdXe-H986su7Y5uwuoxwPMgEPb-WuDWgM8Ndqm9DuufRxRn8ppAkNkVsRRoHsjbVNxhZkFNjlGq6hMUOh66jOvNMhJvFsQ7UHDtAmWFffbCws9Pes2zJwoXakg2O-WDezMlEL/s1600-h/000_0426.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208539299018102450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbfulrFDyQdXe-H986su7Y5uwuoxwPMgEPb-WuDWgM8Ndqm9DuufRxRn8ppAkNkVsRRoHsjbVNxhZkFNjlGq6hMUOh66jOvNMhJvFsQ7UHDtAmWFffbCws9Pes2zJwoXakg2O-WDezMlEL/s320/000_0426.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is the present I got in the mail today from my brother who lives in Wisconsin. It cost him $32.00 to send in the mail. He has loads of this in his back yard. It is called Rhubarb. If you go to Publix you can purchase this for $4.50 a pound. When I was a child I grew up eating Rhubarb. My mom used to make pie and we would all fight over the last piece. Usually it was gone before the pie cooled. Now that I live in Florida I enjoy eating key lime pie and lemon pie. I am anticipating the taste of this glorious fruit (stem).Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-8851614687642573732008-06-05T11:13:00.000-07:002008-06-05T11:14:35.101-07:00Stress tips for the summerGet Up 15 minutes earlier<br />· Write down appointments<br />· Do it Now- procrastination is stressful<br />· Plan ahead. Buy stamps, full tank of gas, groceries….<br />· Get rid of things that are broken<br />· Carry a book in case you have to wait<br />· For every one thing that goes wrong, there are 50 blessings. Count them.<br />· Turn needs into preferences. Our basic needs are food, water and shelter. All else is a preference.<br />· Simplify, simplify, simplify<br />· Make friends with nonworriers. <br />· Create order out of chaos. “EVERYTHING HAS A HOME!” Make sure a and put it there.<br />· Add an ounce of love to everything you do.<br />· Eliminate destructive self-talk: “I’m too old to….I’m too fat….”<br />· Take care of the todays as best as you can and the yesterdays and the tomorrows will take care of themselves.<br />· Do one thing at a time. When you are with someone, be with that person and with no one or nothing else.<br />· Do “unpleasant” tasks early in the day and get it over so you can be free of anxiety.<br />· Delegate responsibility to capable others<br />· Forget about counting to 10. Count to 1,000 before doing something that could make matters worse.<br />· Have a forgiving view of events and people.Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-87767173286182402092008-06-05T10:07:00.000-07:002008-06-05T10:10:08.318-07:00Football Camp<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghktbHwz8BxZs0q40i41sOTFSEocPrjrMiVQZvyZ3V3WHklsUpp3-A90-FJIifSBeDAcvWSgn8Y7FRdgB3wNRqUjhPYIjx9gUBkw4WZwHTAPOr-3rEsY2-wreBliT8McOWRIe23PSZOpCj/s1600-h/nate+football..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208445378961493762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghktbHwz8BxZs0q40i41sOTFSEocPrjrMiVQZvyZ3V3WHklsUpp3-A90-FJIifSBeDAcvWSgn8Y7FRdgB3wNRqUjhPYIjx9gUBkw4WZwHTAPOr-3rEsY2-wreBliT8McOWRIe23PSZOpCj/s320/nate+football..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>You can barely tell which camper is Nate. He is in the front center. He is soaking in every moment of this camp. Watching the big boys exercise. I found him last night doing push ups in his room........He now wants to make smoothies every morning because they are HEALTHY.</div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-11392467374624592232008-06-04T09:55:00.000-07:002008-06-04T09:59:33.458-07:00The Philharmonic<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Bj0e3N9JMjPxY10ys_QZdgb-r2nQgM4JG2cWXCSqegGmnJRZv3VR-9ALgkYaJHkL9n7n9dgH2yPUHijVL1oL0brNVEOvXoJYZptZtUsJNLwrIXWXDKiuMXu-mKHXEMLMOqv4ICmWf_gQ/s1600-h/erica+at+Phil.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208071822987376418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Bj0e3N9JMjPxY10ys_QZdgb-r2nQgM4JG2cWXCSqegGmnJRZv3VR-9ALgkYaJHkL9n7n9dgH2yPUHijVL1oL0brNVEOvXoJYZptZtUsJNLwrIXWXDKiuMXu-mKHXEMLMOqv4ICmWf_gQ/s320/erica+at+Phil.jpg" border="0" /></a> Thanks, Jennifer, for taking a picture of Erica during the Golden Apple. I couldn't see her face from my seat. <br /><div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-87974771370966729672008-06-04T07:58:00.001-07:002008-06-13T08:31:36.590-07:00Taking RisksTaking a Risk: We always preach to take risks in life. This makes our life more rich and meaningful and allows us to discover new passions. This week Erica and Nate signed up to do camps in Naples. Nate chose (with the help of mom) to do a Barron Collier football camp. Erica chose a theatre camp in Naples.<br /><br />Nates first comments when he got in the car were "I am not going back to that camp. The coaches are mean, the kids swear, and I have to eat lunch by myself."<br /><br />Erica's first comments were teers. She noted that she doesn't have a speaking part, the kids were not friendly and she felt akward all day.<br /><br />My reaction was not good. I thought to myself that I spent hundreds of dollars while driving everywhere. Of course as a mother you feel every emotion. So I did not sleep that night and felt every anxiety they were feeling.<br /><br />The next day as I dropped the kids off I told them to stand tall and believe in themselves. They both looked miserable. I prayed continuously for God to help them. When I picked them both up they were smiling and said "Ok, I like my camp."Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7936534146979826861.post-41563521549032923132007-10-16T00:07:00.000-07:002007-10-16T00:15:24.924-07:00Eric's Birthday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyEE-bm3eIRaVmbofwgyRF1VXXjjCD66WolTM1uuM7LzTK0gVLe9TNRFAeLvQiTe0pX2QMKMZgH-pbeuvr2NSRkQwHo5Noid87rFkQ6TExrndypn32ZEGrl1cNjORAelO8RtKee-AWsSes/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121828065026169970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyEE-bm3eIRaVmbofwgyRF1VXXjjCD66WolTM1uuM7LzTK0gVLe9TNRFAeLvQiTe0pX2QMKMZgH-pbeuvr2NSRkQwHo5Noid87rFkQ6TExrndypn32ZEGrl1cNjORAelO8RtKee-AWsSes/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" border="0" /></a> A great place to celebrate is Daruma's Steakhouse. <br /><div></div>Julie Frizzihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05745469191553261142noreply@blogger.com0