<?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-21676579</id><updated>2011-09-02T19:05:21.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charisse's 30 by 30</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my site. The point of this site is documenting the 30 things that I have said I am going to do before I am thirty. I will turn 30 on March 25, 2007! 

See the first post for the history of "30 by 30" and the entire list!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-354157087883081818</id><published>2008-01-01T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:48:30.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK,  this is a first on 30by30.com - a post from someone who isn't Charisse.  Yes, this is a post from Todd.  It is MY TURN folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I am gonna say something about 30by30.  I LOVED IT!  I know this was Charisse's adventure... but I was definitely along for the ride.  And on the road, I learned so much.  No, I am not talking about learning to fly fish or snow board with her.  I learned so much about people.  From Charisse making a list, setting goals and obtaining them.  To learning how there are so many kind people in this world who really, really want to see friends and strangers succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... a bit about 2007 from my point of view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career-wise, it was a great year.  After years of jobs that were "OK", I am finally in a place that I love what I do, respect the people I work with/for, and genuinely like to get up in the morning to go to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... forget about the career, 2007 was also a fun year.  Charisse just posted about our many travels - Napa, Colorado, Paris, London, Austin, etc...  She forgot about the B-E-S-T trip.  Our trip to Kansas.  I know, you are asking yourself what is so great about a trip to Kansas?  Well, we went to Kansas to watch my beloved Arizona Wildcats take on the Kansas Jayhawks.  Forget the disappointment that the Cats lost in OT, the trip was great.  I have always heard the the Phog was the best venue to watch a basketball game and it didn't disappoint.  Being the sports geek that I am - it was a day of basketball nirvana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing Charisse neglected to mention in her post was the thrill we have had watching our nephew Michael (aka "Little E") grow up.  I have been blessed by my sister Amy to have my niece Paige and nephew Aaron in Colorado.  They are two of the coolest, funniest, smartest little kids in the world (no, I am not biased)... but the one thing I didn't get with them was watching them grow up on a weekly basis.  The really cool thing about Little E is seeing him 2-3 times a month and watching the subtle changes in his personality.  Plus, the FACT that he likes me more than Charisse is really, really cool (just kidding, he like us the same - wink, wink).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... on to 2008... a year that is set up to be as wonderful as 2007 was...&lt;br /&gt;- a new house&lt;br /&gt;- Charisse starting the next phase of her career&lt;br /&gt;- The Cowboys in the Super Bowl (fingers crossed)&lt;br /&gt;- Hoping my work takes me to the Summer Olympics&lt;br /&gt;- Misc weekend trips unknown places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hopefully my lovely wife will allow me to post again... instead of just proofreading her stuff and helping her upload pictures.  But until that time... adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TZS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-354157087883081818?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/354157087883081818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=354157087883081818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/354157087883081818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/354157087883081818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok-this-is-first-on-30by30.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-7401029398421348436</id><published>2008-01-01T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:15:11.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year from the Stein's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007...WOW what a great year.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't blogged in a while. So much has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; since my last post. Yes, I finally turned 30 and now well on my way to 31. In May I graduated from grad school at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SMU&lt;/span&gt;. For the first time since I was five years old, I don't have any homework. I have a feeling one day I will go back for another degree. What can I say, I like school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 was a big year for travel for the Stein's. Of course, in March was our trip to Paris/London for my birthday.  In May Todd and I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Napa&lt;/span&gt; for a wedding of two dear friends who I set up, Amy and Aaron. I am not completely responsible for their happiness...but I do enjoy taking credit.  Two weeks later I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt; again this time without Todd for another wedding (sidebar: my friends Erin, Berta and I are no longer allowed to leave the state without Todd...we are trouble). Suzi and Josh's wedding in Santa Barbara was beautiful and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest shocker of 2007 happened on a random Friday in June. I decided that it was time for me to leave my job. Not only was leaving my job a shock to me, but everyone around me. I had been with the Foundation for eight years and it was time for me to go and try something new...the only catch I had no idea what that next step would take me. After three weeks of tears, my last day finally came. I had decided that the months of July and August (and maybe September) would be a break and time for me to figure out my next move. We spent Fourth of July at the lake with my "Graham Friends." I spent the rest of the month traveling and catching up with old friends.  July turned into August while I was in Colorado fly fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Fall we made a huge decision...it was time to sell our house and move downtown. We are in the process of finding our place downtown and are about 99% sure we are going to build a three-story townhouse, but will know for sure this week. Todd and I thought this would be a good time to put the house on the market since I wasn't working full time. I am thrilled to say that Christmas Eve we got a great offer and will close on Jan. 21. The amazing thing about the offer was the timing.  Todd and I were somewhere in West Texas when our realtor called with the news.  We were on our way to Winter Park for our annual Christmas on the ski slope trip.  Obviously, the offer led to an even more enjoyable trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other big project this Fall was a charity event I chaired. After lots of work the event was a huge success and with it behind me I really started focusing on a new job in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two months has been dedicated to finding the next right gig for me. I have had several offers, but they just didn't feel right. I am getting close and think that in the next couple of weeks I will be working again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was just the timing or if it has something to do with being 30...but I never thought I would have the confidence to jump off the cliff and give up my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;safety&lt;/span&gt; net the way I have the past six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of 2006 and 2007 I had a plan and knew exactly what I was doing. I had been in my job for several years, Todd and I were settled in our house, and I was on my adventure of completing my 30by30. 2008 is a complete mystery and I actually find comfort in that fact. This time next year we will be in a new house, I will have figured out what I was going to do with my life, and most importantly it will be the first year that I don't have a plan. And I have to say that this is the most excited I have been in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I will posting again on a regular basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-7401029398421348436?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/7401029398421348436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=7401029398421348436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7401029398421348436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7401029398421348436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-from-steins-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-7566091275475909620</id><published>2007-04-01T16:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:56:51.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Visit Fit for a Queen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London was the one city I hadn’t been to that I really wanted to go and that is how it ended up on the list. I have been extremely lucky to have traveled quite a bit and it is truly one of my passions. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCFvqBJXDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X_l9DYgXU2w/s1600-h/20070323_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048682236061768754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="152" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCFvqBJXDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X_l9DYgXU2w/s320/20070323_0093.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had several friends and family members meeting me there to celebrate my birthday. Todd, Todd’s dad Barry, Stepmom Linda and I left Paris on Thursday and took the Eurotrain to London. As soon as I got to the hotel, I met up with my friend Berta. Berta and I have been friends for about six years. We are very similar in the fact that our bags are always packed. After dropping my bags at the hotel, Berta and I were off for an afternoon of shopping, first stop Harrod’s. At the same time, Todd met up with his friend John who also joined us. After hours of shopping, walking and exploring the city, it was time to meet up with the rest of the crew for a nice dinner. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCEP6BJW_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/N_zbmD73W_0/s1600-h/20070323_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048680591089294322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCEP6BJW_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/N_zbmD73W_0/s320/20070323_0078.JPG" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the rest of our group made their way to London. It was raining and cold that morning and as we made our way to Buckingham Palace for the "Changing of the Guards." &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCD06BJW-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2i5akKQ0EfQ/s1600-h/20070323_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048680127232826338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCD06BJW-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2i5akKQ0EfQ/s320/20070323_0069.JPG" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was really crowded and we couldn’t really see what was going on, but the Royal Army Band did play songs by James Blunt and Beatles, which was entertaining. Friday afternoon, we met up with my good friend, Kelly. Last summer, Kelly moved to DC with her husband and I miss her tons. It was so fun to have her with me for my birthday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoon, as everyone else went for a rest, Kelly, Todd, Berta and I went on the search for the Courtauld Museum. The Courtauld Museum is the home of one of my favorite paintings, &lt;em&gt;Bar at Folies Berges&lt;/em&gt;, by Manet. If you are ever in London this is a must see museum. It has a great collection of Impressionist and Post-Impressionist art work. This was truly one of the highlights of the trip for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight for me was to have the Holman Family join in the celebration. Susan and Leon Holman’s daughter, Krissi, was one of the five people who made a difference in my life. Susan got our entire crew tickets to the Ceremony of the Keys at the London Tower. Thanks, Susan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a complete girl day for me. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCM4aBJXEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mYIAt6NKN6I/s1600-h/20070325_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048690082967018562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="123" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCM4aBJXEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mYIAt6NKN6I/s320/20070325_0167.JPG" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Linda, Berta, Kelly and I headed to Notting Hill for shopping. This was one of the most fun days, I have ever had in my life. We just spent the day laughing, shopping, eating and laughing some more. We left Berta at the train station, purely accidental of course. Luckily she found her way and wasn’t lost for very long. To have so many people that I love together, made me so incredibly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two rules for dinner Saturday night: have fun and stay up until midnight. The entire crew had dinner together Saturday night to actually celebrate my birthday. We found this fun restaurant to celebrate. The evening consisted of me crying a lot. So many emotions were running through me that night. I was so grateful that I had ten of my favorite people with me in London. I also kept thinking about all the amazing experiences I had during the past year. Every time I would start to say something, the tears would just come out.&lt;br /&gt;The goal of having fun and staying up until at least midnight was accomplished without any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another great day. I had scheduled a walking tour of all things Beatles through London. As you can see, we ended up at Abbey Road. I can’t think of a better way to spend my actual birthday. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048681188089748498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCEyqBJXBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HBx7H_KTc38/s320/20070325_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Final two letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two final things left on the list to complete. I had to deliver my final two letters to people who made a difference in my life. I knew from the beginning that Berta and Todd would be the final two. For the past couple of months, I lied to Todd about my list of people and had to hide the fact he was getting a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first letter I read in London was to Berta for being such a great friend. I can’t explain how or why we are friend.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCFU6BJXCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/U0t3La6vNTw/s1600-h/20070322_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048681776500268066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="258" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCFU6BJXCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/U0t3La6vNTw/s320/20070322_0066.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the moment we met we clicked. We share a love of travel, laughter and celebrity gossip. Berta has taught me to laugh at myself. I am fully aware that one day Todd and I are going to have to take care of her. My only request is that she gets a great home somewhere exotic when she retires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final letter was for Todd. I ended up writing his letter about two hours before I gave it to him. I had tried for months and months to write his letter, but each time I would start crying or just couldn’t find the words. Todd has been so supportive of 30by30, but more importantly Todd has been supportive of me for the past nine years.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048680865967201282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCEf6BJXAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SRMU7pDMP8E/s320/20070323_0086.JPG" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-7566091275475909620?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/7566091275475909620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=7566091275475909620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7566091275475909620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7566091275475909620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/04/visit-fit-for-queen-london-was-one-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCFvqBJXDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X_l9DYgXU2w/s72-c/20070323_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-8288273974452041946</id><published>2007-04-01T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:00:21.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanging with Snoop and P. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Diddy&lt;/span&gt; in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB8JqBJW7I/AAAAAAAAADg/9-0eBnlwYhE/s1600-h/20070321_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048671687622089650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="274" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB8JqBJW7I/AAAAAAAAADg/9-0eBnlwYhE/s320/20070321_0035.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it has been more than a week since my last post. Almost two weeks ago we packed our bags and headed to Paris/London for my birthday. Within an hour of getting to Paris I knew that this was going to be a great trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping our bags off at the hotel it was time to go and see the sites. Our first stop was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eiffel&lt;/span&gt; Tower. As we were walking up to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eiffel&lt;/span&gt; Tower, Todd said, "look there is Snoop Dog." My response was, "no it isn't, that is P. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Diddy&lt;/span&gt;." Well, it turns out both of us were correct, Snoop and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Diddy&lt;/span&gt; were hanging out with their rather large bodyguards at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Eiffel&lt;/span&gt; Tower. What are the odds, we are in Paris less than an hour and we ran into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;paparazzi&lt;/span&gt; and a couple of celebs. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB746BJW6I/AAAAAAAAADY/Xt_FXHrtAlI/s1600-h/20070320_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048671399859280802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB746BJW6I/AAAAAAAAADY/Xt_FXHrtAlI/s320/20070320_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of the story is that Snoop Dog was wearing a blue shower cap...see for yourself in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of March isn't the prime weather time to visit Paris. It was really cold and wet the entire time we were there. The cold weather didn't stop us from enjoying the city and seeing as much as we could in our short visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our visit we hired a private guide for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Louvre&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;D'Orsay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB8s6BJW9I/AAAAAAAAADw/Bh3qHsjsGNE/s1600-h/20070321_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048672293212478418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="272" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB8s6BJW9I/AAAAAAAAADw/Bh3qHsjsGNE/s320/20070321_0015.JPG" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best things I have done in the past year was to take two art history classes. Our tour guide was extremely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt; and entertaining. My art history classes really paid off and made the visits to the two museums even more meaningful. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048690860356099154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhCNlqBJXFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_SGFx8JYT68/s320/20070321_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB8b6BJW8I/AAAAAAAAADo/NZfHXAgnVq8/s1600-h/20070321_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048672001154702274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB8b6BJW8I/AAAAAAAAADo/NZfHXAgnVq8/s320/20070321_0025.JPG" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd's dad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;stepmom&lt;/span&gt; met us in Paris and it was so fun to have them experience the city with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-8288273974452041946?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/8288273974452041946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=8288273974452041946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/8288273974452041946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/8288273974452041946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/04/hanging-with-snoop-and-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RhB8JqBJW7I/AAAAAAAAADg/9-0eBnlwYhE/s72-c/20070321_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-1756130362474126894</id><published>2007-03-18T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:20:30.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;NBC Channel 5 News at 4...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And on to 30 Rock???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc5i.com/firstatfour/index.html"&gt;http://www.nbc5i.com/firstatfour/index.html&lt;/a&gt; (click on the video titles "Woman Tackles 30 Goals Before 30th Birthday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, check out Brian Curtis' blog on the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc5i.com/news/10372698/detail.html"&gt;http://www.nbc5i.com/news/10372698/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Brian for all your support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf4BVjb8J_I/AAAAAAAAADM/sef8Vu3RxOg/s1600-h/Char+on+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043470102502844402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf4BVjb8J_I/AAAAAAAAADM/sef8Vu3RxOg/s320/Char+on+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-1756130362474126894?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/1756130362474126894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=1756130362474126894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/1756130362474126894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/1756130362474126894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/03/nbc-channel-5-news-at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf4BVjb8J_I/AAAAAAAAADM/sef8Vu3RxOg/s72-c/Char+on+5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-1708372686493749686</id><published>2007-03-18T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:13:03.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrating St. Patrick's Day--Disco Style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Spirit of 1977,&lt;/em&gt; was in full swing on Saturday at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Greenville&lt;/span&gt; Ave. St. Patrick's Day Parade. For those who don't know about the parade, it is the best day in Dallas. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3m9jb8J7I/AAAAAAAAACs/-mYEuCRcsV4/s1600-h/IMG_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043441102883661746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3m9jb8J7I/AAAAAAAAACs/-mYEuCRcsV4/s320/IMG_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is the one day a year when more than 75,000 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dallasites&lt;/span&gt; come together to celebrate all things Irish. I love the parade, but my husband loves it even more than me. For years we have been on the sidelines watching the parade go by from our tailgate in a CVS parking lot, and when I came up with this list, I realized that it was the perfect excuse to actually be the in parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a parade with few rules and anyone and everyone is encouraged to participate. Parade participants include people with their green-dyed dogs, college alumni groups, bars, groups of friends and bands. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3naDb8J9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZFcurboyDxE/s1600-h/IMG_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043441592509933522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" height="252" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3naDb8J9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZFcurboyDxE/s320/IMG_0107.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we started the planning of our float and sent the invites to family and friends to be a part of this special day. Since I was born in 1977 and this whole experience has been called 30by30, I decided that theme of our float should be the 1970's. Last Thursday night we had a float building party. It took most of us back to our days of being in fraternities and sororities, making posters and signs. It felt just like college again, eating pizza, working late and hanging out with friends. This glorious feeling lasted until the next morning when I had to get up and go to work. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3mrTb8J6I/AAAAAAAAACk/VLstbDVIIUE/s1600-h/IMG_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043440789351049122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3mrTb8J6I/AAAAAAAAACk/VLstbDVIIUE/s320/IMG_0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning finally came and 12 of my favorite people joined for the fun. With the float was decorated and the first Bloody Mary's of the day were mixed we were ready to Disco down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Greenville&lt;/span&gt; Ave. I think my friend, Erin and my husband Todd won best dressed. Erin was channeling Diana Ross with her green dress with feathered sleeves. Todd was sporting a great wig, pants that were a bit too tight and rocking with his chest hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3_Wzb8J-I/AAAAAAAAADE/q9MU7LGLh6I/s1600-h/IMG_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043467924954425314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3_Wzb8J-I/AAAAAAAAADE/q9MU7LGLh6I/s320/IMG_0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the day:&lt;br /&gt;1. 90,000 people cheering for a homemade float and some cheap beads.&lt;br /&gt;2. My friends Joyce and Joe traveling 2 1/2 hours to be a part of the &lt;em&gt;Spirit of 1977&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Seeing Todd and Sean shaking hands with the crowd and taking pictures. The ladies loved them!&lt;br /&gt;4. Seeing Jill with her sunglasses and Casey in a jumpsuit older than her.&lt;br /&gt;5. Having 12 incredibly fun people with me, who just wanted to have a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3nNDb8J8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/i0Y4Ys0JFTc/s1600-h/IMG_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043441369171634114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3nNDb8J8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/i0Y4Ys0JFTc/s320/IMG_0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speical thanks to: Doug and Linda for providing the trailer! We couldn't have done it without you. I promise next year we will start earlier and have an even better float!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my last post until after my birthday. With exactly one week left, I am getting really emotional. Today I finally figured out the emotion I feel is gratitude. I have so many things to be thankful for and so many wonderful people in my life. I can't pick out my favorite experience from the list or what was the most fun. It has all be fun and great, but the thing that means the most to me are all the people who have been supportive. My friends and family have lived through this with me and hopefully they have learned something or least had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charisse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-1708372686493749686?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/1708372686493749686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=1708372686493749686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/1708372686493749686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/1708372686493749686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/03/celebrating-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rf3m9jb8J7I/AAAAAAAAACs/-mYEuCRcsV4/s72-c/IMG_0142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-902399153606879663</id><published>2007-03-14T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T19:38:08.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 more down and 3 to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a busy two weeks, I have learned to play chess and traveled to Austin work a day in the Texas State Senate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chess... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not sure how I feel about the game. Maybe since I could play for years and would likely lose to some hot shot 8 year old.&lt;br /&gt;My brother Guy was nice enough to take the&lt;br /&gt;teach me how to play. After a quick lesson of all the pieces and how each one could move, it was time for me to play a real game. This game suits my brother. He is one of those people who is always 3-4 steps ahead of the Average Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother kept talking strategy and how to get the other person in-check while I just was trying to remember which piece did what. For our first game, Guy took away five of his pieces. He wanted to give me &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;sort &lt;/em&gt;of an advantage. Well, it didn't help... he still beat me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the third game, I was getting the hang of it and actually making good solid moves. I have played a few times in the past week online, but I do believe learning to play golf was a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be a Texas Senator for a Day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love politics! I have had an interest in politics since I was a kid, so "Being a Senator for a Day" was one of the first things that went on my list. A good friend of mine from college went to work for a Texas Senator as Communications Director right after graduation and has been in it ever since. Jennifer and her office was nice enough to welcome me on Monday to see the behind the scenes of the Texas State Senate. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RfiVLiU0v3I/AAAAAAAAACc/XwJFt1-SzIE/s1600-h/IMG_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041943808266518386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RfiVLiU0v3I/AAAAAAAAACc/XwJFt1-SzIE/s320/IMG_0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I started the by going through all the news clippings from the weekend, then quick check of emails, then off to an radio interview with the Senator, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; hearing on a bill that the Senator was a co-sponsor, all before lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right now the Texas Senate goes into session each afternoon. The one thing I did learn about working in politics is that there is a lot of hurry up and wait, just as you find on any photo shoot or movie set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jennifer and her entire office were so welcoming and made me feel a part of their team. I got to meet a lot of the Senators and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lieutenant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Governor. I will write more later of my day in the Senate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Left on the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St. Paddy's Day Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Charisse&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/21676579-902399153606879663?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/902399153606879663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=902399153606879663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/902399153606879663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/902399153606879663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/03/2-more-down-and-3-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RfiVLiU0v3I/AAAAAAAAACc/XwJFt1-SzIE/s72-c/IMG_0103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-6844166134910851148</id><published>2007-02-18T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:12:29.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnYcWumIcI/AAAAAAAAABs/ch89YVxYymA/s1600-h/IMG_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033292040212193730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="172" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnYcWumIcI/AAAAAAAAABs/ch89YVxYymA/s320/IMG_0041.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bright Lights, Thick Smoke and Loud, Loud Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This weekend Todd and I traveled to Lubbock, TX to mark another task off the list. I was able to introduce Jack Ingram and The Beat Up Ford Band (&lt;a href="http://www.jackingram.net/"&gt;http://www.jackingram.net/&lt;/a&gt;) on stage with my friend, Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a fan of Jack since he was playing small, hole-in-the-wall bars and now he is a #1 country music artist. Jack was nice enough to let me do an interview with him before the show and get some insights on what it is like to be a "rock star."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033291048074748322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnXimumIaI/AAAAAAAAABc/W6mVabnke_I/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Jack was so nice and gracious to answer all of my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that has stuck with me the most is when he was talking about capturing the room and bringing the audience into the experience. Each night is different and there are always unique elements that the band is up against. Jack said the best feeling, and what he strives for each night, is the accomplishment of having the audience engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnZKGumIdI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ubn6JOIbgQg/s1600-h/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033292826191208914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnZKGumIdI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ubn6JOIbgQg/s320/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing I wanted to know and the reason I had "introduce a band on stage" on my list was to know the energy from the crowd. Right before the show, Chris and I were standing off stage with the band and Jack started giving me pointers on what the audience likes to hear. I was already nervous and then Jack started giving me pointers. Finally, it was time for us to make our way up to the stage, the lights came on and the crowd went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: "Please welcome the real father of Anna Nicole's baby." (crowd laughter and screaming)&lt;br /&gt;Charisse: "Hello, Lubbock (per Jack's advice, always lead with the city). Big Machine Recording Artist, Jack Ingram and the Beat Up Ford Band." (more screaming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033290657232724370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnXL2umIZI/AAAAAAAAABU/wzIyEKkmGG8/s320/IMG_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That was it. After a day of being nervous it came down to less than 15 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the show, I chatted with Jack again and told him that I think his goal of giving a great performance and having the audience fully engaged was accomplished. Watching the way he interacted with the crowd and the level of energy he gives to the show was truly remarkable. You could see the passion he has for performing and being an artist. Jack truly believes with a little bit of talent (his words not mine) and lots of hard work, you can really have anything in this world. If you have ever seen him perform or heard his music, you know he has more than a little bit of talent&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033293092479181282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnZZmumIeI/AAAAAAAAACM/YH2N4Bfd8wE/s200/IMG_0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Special Thanks to: Drew, Ashley, the Beat Up Ford Band and Jack Ingram. Also, thanks to Chris for showing us around Lubbock and for not making me go on stage by myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-6844166134910851148?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/6844166134910851148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=6844166134910851148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/6844166134910851148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/6844166134910851148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/02/bright-lights-thick-smoke-and-loud-loud.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RdnYcWumIcI/AAAAAAAAABs/ch89YVxYymA/s72-c/IMG_0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-215133819899324711</id><published>2007-02-11T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T09:22:22.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_sIWumIVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oKisK24rJuk/s1600-h/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030498937080258898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="190" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_sIWumIVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oKisK24rJuk/s320/IMG_0022.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lights, Camera, Karma Police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is official, I am a movie star. Well, maybe not quite a movie star but I can say that I have been an extra in a movie. Karma Police is a movie being shot here in Dallas and a friend of mine, Ian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_r1WumIUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lgdhLAFeHwc/s1600-h/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030498610662744386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="152" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_r1WumIUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lgdhLAFeHwc/s320/IMG_0024.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has a part and helped me to be an extra. The call time was at 8:45am in front of City Hall. I, along with the other extras were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;protesters&lt;/span&gt; and our job was to chant in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on several TV and movie sets but this is the first time when I was actually in the movie. The director John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Venable&lt;/span&gt; was such a nice guy and completely laid back. The ultimate goal for John is to get his film into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Toronto&lt;/span&gt; Film Festival. The film would go under the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt; of "Ultra Low Budget." I wish them a ton of luck and I am sure since I was an extra it will make it in the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the day:&lt;br /&gt;1. We started on time and actually ended early. This has never happened on any other set I have ever been on.&lt;br /&gt;2. Craft service table...usually there is food for the actors and crew to snack on during the shoot. Since this is an "ultra low budget" feature film, craft services was Slim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jims&lt;/span&gt;, bottle water and a couple packages of powder donuts. I didn't even know powder donuts were still around.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last but not least, the craft services table was the back of someones Honda.&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/21676579-215133819899324711?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/215133819899324711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=215133819899324711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/215133819899324711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/215133819899324711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/02/lights-camera-karma-police-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_sIWumIVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oKisK24rJuk/s72-c/IMG_0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-7511598882136601254</id><published>2007-02-11T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T09:22:55.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_tVGumIXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gN03fPoMkOs/s1600-h/IMG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030500255635218802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="144" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_tVGumIXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gN03fPoMkOs/s320/IMG_0019.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Creativity On Overdrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a creative person but not when it comes to art projects. I put learning a craft on my list, because I knew it would be something that one of my dearest friends - Berta - would want to do it with me. She is always has a new project. She can make beautiful books, cards, pillows, and now she is into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt;. She loves doing all of that stuff and I have no interest. But, that is why we are friends we are as different as night and day. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_tLWumIWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pyi_fUZihtQ/s1600-h/IMG_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030500088131494242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_tLWumIWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pyi_fUZihtQ/s320/IMG_0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Berta and I took on a new artistic task and learned how to create stain glass. A few months ago I enlisted our friend, Don to be our teacher. Our lesson started around 9:30 and Don has several cartoons drawn out for me to choose from. After much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deliberating&lt;/span&gt; I decided to go with the design that looks like an abstract 30. This was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;diffidently&lt;/span&gt; a team project and we all had input on what the final piece would look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the day was to be able to watch such a creative minds at work. Thank you, Don for being a part of my 30by30 and being such a good teacher.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_tyWumIYI/AAAAAAAAABA/LE6lDn6GFf4/s1600-h/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030500758146392450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="176" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_tyWumIYI/AAAAAAAAABA/LE6lDn6GFf4/s320/IMG_0007.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-7511598882136601254?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/7511598882136601254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=7511598882136601254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7511598882136601254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7511598882136601254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/02/creativity-on-overdrive-i-am-creative.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/Rc_tVGumIXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gN03fPoMkOs/s72-c/IMG_0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-4598276163070433058</id><published>2007-02-11T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T09:23:48.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volunteer a week of Vacation Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a work in progress. Yes, I have volunteered five days of vacation time during the past year. Most of you know that I work for a not for profit. The only way we can do our jobs is because of volunteers who give of their talents and time. It was my turn to go to the other side and become the volunteer instead of the staff person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, I agreed to become one of two chairs for the 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chi Omega Christmas Market. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ironic&lt;/span&gt; thing is that my co-chair is also turning 30 in 2007. The market is in November each year and it raises money for six different organizations in Dallas. I am honored and thrilled to be on of the chairs and I look forward to a successful 2007 Market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-4598276163070433058?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/4598276163070433058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=4598276163070433058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/4598276163070433058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/4598276163070433058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/02/volunteer-week-of-vacation-time-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-8696958693835445407</id><published>2007-02-03T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:04:05.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Coming to an end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess, in Decemeber I almost gave up on my 30by30 goal. It was just getting too much and it didn't ever feel like it was going to end. I had to remind myself that I have come way too far and asked for too many favors to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been such an experience and I am sad that in little over a month from now it is all over. I have met the most amazing people and gotten to do some of the coolest things. The next two weeks are going to be busy. Next Saturday I am going to learn to make stain glass with my friend Don and Sunday I am going to be an extra in a movie. The weekend of Feb. 16th, Todd and I will be traveling to Lubbock, TX to hang out with my friend Chris and attend a Jack Ingram concert. Jack's management has been nice enough to allow Chris and I to introduce him on stage. My dream of being a rock star for a day is coming true. Too bad I have no musical talent but maybe I can fake it (at least I have Chris, and his mean air guitar, by my side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the things on my list wouldn't have been completed if it weren't for friends, family and even strangers helping me. Lastly, I have 29 of 30 things planned and please everyone keep your figures crossed the 30th thing happens. Thank you again for your support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please write me at &lt;a href="mailto:30by30.charisse@gmail.com"&gt;30by30.charisse@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;, I love hearing from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time-Cbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-8696958693835445407?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/8696958693835445407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=8696958693835445407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/8696958693835445407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/8696958693835445407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/02/coming-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-5454254782077581467</id><published>2007-01-14T17:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:08:26.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke, I can't take anymore of you....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It has been a cold and rainy weekend in Dallas. Friday night I made Todd promise me that he would "force" me to watch the final two Star Wars movies. When watching all the Star Wars made it on my list, I decided that I would watch them in the true order not the order in which they were released. The prequels weren't so bad and I could follow along with the story. There were a few things I didn't understand or get until the later movies. My less favorite of the six was the original Star Wars. To me it was the hardest to get through. I actually fell asleep about three times before finally finishing it. I know I am going to offend hard core Star Wars fans, but I really liked the prequels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we were stuck inside and I spent the entire afternoon watching the final two movies. Another task marked off the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is on my list is scheduled except for announcing a band on stage and being on the Today Show with my favorite, Matt. I have emailed back and forth with a producer at the Today Show and hopefully something happens with that. Same goes with the announcing a band on stage, I would love to introduce Jack Ingram and I am working on it with a few friends. Keep your figures crossed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time--May the force be with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-5454254782077581467?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/5454254782077581467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=5454254782077581467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/5454254782077581467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/5454254782077581467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/01/luke-i-cant-take-anymore-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-671340806379637320</id><published>2007-01-08T19:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:47:17.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stars Wars...does it ever end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017841306442786050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RaL0FSHN5QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/imAlVuaU16E/s320/Star+Wars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Four down and two to go...Sorry for not posting in a while. Yesterday, I watched the original Star Wars. I have watched all three prequels but I fell asleep during Star Wars three times. My number 1 goal for the week is to finish the final two movies. Watching all six Star Wars movies is the never ending project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the only person I know who didn't eat a McDonald's hamburger and never have seen a Star Wars movie until turning 29. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time-Charisse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-671340806379637320?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/671340806379637320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=671340806379637320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/671340806379637320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/671340806379637320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2007/01/stars-wars.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JnT15M_t8hg/RaL0FSHN5QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/imAlVuaU16E/s72-c/Star+Wars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-5695592047630036198</id><published>2006-12-18T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T15:06:48.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would like to thank the Academy for this Honor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have seen what I have left on my list, you know the next couple of months will be exciting! The one thing I have been scared about accomplishing is being an extra on a movie. But, Friday night there was huge surprise in my email...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello Charisse,&lt;br /&gt;My name is John  and I'm directing a film starting at the end of January...a film that your friend Ian has been cast in! Well, he got word to me about your 30 by 30 quest and that one of the goals was to be an extra in a movie. I can let you know, with confidence, that being an extra  is going to be no problem. Consider it done! We'll even let you choose what day you want to be there. I'm assuming you'll want to be there on a day that Ian is shooting. . So fear not...you'll be able to mark that item off your list in late January or early February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it is too early for me to start practicing my speech for the Oscars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time-&lt;br /&gt;Charisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Happy Holidays. Todd and I are going skiing and hopefully I will finish the Star Wars movies. I am also hoping to learn to play chess while we are gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-5695592047630036198?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/5695592047630036198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=5695592047630036198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/5695592047630036198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/5695592047630036198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-would-like-to-thank-academy-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-5478214312180717290</id><published>2006-12-04T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:11:08.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since people have ask... here are the remaining items on the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to London --Scheduled March 19-27, 2007&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Announce Band on Stage -Feb. 17, 2007&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to Play Chess&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Participate in Greenville St. Paddy Day Parade (obviously scheduled on St Paddy's Day)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write Five People who have been an Influence in my Life (3 of 5 complete. So far this has been the most rewarding item on my list)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make an Announcement on the Texas Senate Floor (Chuck, I am counting on you. Tentatively scheduled March)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be on a talk show &lt;/strong&gt;(As you can tell, this is the biggest stretch... but I am making progress. Keep your fingers crossed!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-5478214312180717290?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/5478214312180717290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=5478214312180717290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/5478214312180717290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/5478214312180717290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/12/since-people-have-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-7147853983589547565</id><published>2006-12-04T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:38:03.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leonardo, Raphael, Michaelangleo and Donatello...More than Ninja Turtles--Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid... of course I knew that these names were of great Italian Renaissance artist but that was about it. I am in grad school and I have one more semester left in my program. Since the beginning I kept saying I was going to take the Italian Renaissance Art History class. So, this semester I finally did. I think it is safe to say I have spent more time on this item on the list than any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to Italy and have seen a lot of the great works up close and personal. But, I wanted to know what makes each one of the artist so great. Since I have no artistic ablity, I appreciate those who do. I had it my mind that an art history class would be easy. Little did I know, it really history told through art. My professor was "Goode" (actually she was great but her name is Goode) and has an enourmous passion for art that she past along to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the semester was "Bring a Friend to Class Day" which was last Monday night. I thought Todd would enjoy it b/c we were discussing Venice one of our favorite cities. I loved this class so much that next semester I am taking the Modern Art History class. Hopefully, I did well and maybe in my next life I can be a guide in Italian Art Museum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-7147853983589547565?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/7147853983589547565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=7147853983589547565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7147853983589547565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7147853983589547565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/12/leonardo-raphael-michaelangleo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-7153572504673317856</id><published>2006-11-25T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:24:50.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krissi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of the most memorable Thanksgiving Days of my life. I decided Thanksgiving morning would be the perfect time to tell a special family what they meant to me. Several years ago I had the pleasure of meeting one of the most incredible fifteen-year-olds, Krissi. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/547/2646/1600/571254/80-011A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/547/2646/320/632205/80-011A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually met Krissi's mom, Susan, first and immediately became friends. Over the years, I developed a friendship with not only Susan, but the entire family; Big Daddy (Leon), Kati, Danni and of course, Krissi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost Krissi about two and half years ago and she was only 18. Krissi is one of the bravest people I have ever met. Krissi lit up the room and always had a smile on her face. You could not help but fall in love with Krissi. She had a great spirit and was wise beyond her years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krissi and Susan actually helped save Todd's and my wedding. It is a very long story but the garden had booked fell through about two months before our wedding. In a panic I called Susan (she knows everyone in town and if you are ever in trouble call Susan) and she said, "this is a perfect day for you to call me. Krissi isn't feeling well and this will be a project we can work on together. I will make a few calls and call you back." Fifteen minutes later the new location was booked for our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krissi taught me several things. As Krissi's dad Leon said, it was never I or me with Krissi, it was always we. She thought of everyone else before herself and never wanted anyone to see her in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Susan, Leon, Danni, Kati and especially Krissi for making a difference in my life. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-7153572504673317856?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/7153572504673317856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=7153572504673317856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7153572504673317856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/7153572504673317856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/11/krissi-i-had-one-of-most-memorable.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-116095404587578140</id><published>2006-10-15T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:04:45.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FORE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/1995/dscf0795cz1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday, October 13, 2006 might go down as one of the best days of my life. It all started Thursday afternoon when FOX 4 news anchor, Steve Eagar called me. Steve knew about my list and a few weeks ago told me he wanted to be there when I learned to play golf. We made a plan to play sometime in October. Thursday about 5pm he called and asked if I could take off work on Friday afternoon because we were going to play golf and there would be a camera following me around. The pressure was on...not only was I going to learn to swing a golf club for the first time in my life but also I was going to have a news camera watching me. Thankfully, my boss did let me have the afternoon off (Thanks Barry!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 196px" height="226" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/2507/dscf0792eh0.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole reason I wanted to learn to play golf was to be able to play with my dear friend John. Thanks to John for taking Friday afternoon off, as well. Steve had it all arranged for me to work with a golf pro and take a lesson before we got out on the course. I had the best teacher, Noah. I was nervous, and of all my the things on my list this might have been the hardest. I was scared that I wouldn't be able to even hit the ball. Thanks to Noah, not only did I hit the ball but I also had a pretty decent swing. The fact that I had a camera watching my every move wasn't the reason I was so nervous. It was the thought of embarrassing myself in front of Steve and John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="229" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/7185/dscf0799jd0.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only took me a few shots to catch the golf bug. I remember hitting the ball with the driver and it felt smooth and relaxed. That moment I decided the game of golf might actually be fun. After my lesson with Noah it was time for me to hit the course. Steve, John and I played a scramble and amazing enough we actually used my ball several times. There is still so much for me to learn about golf but at least I know how to swing and what clubs to use. Golf will be a part of my life and something that I will continue after this list is completed. Thank you to Noah, Steve and John for taking the time to teach me. I look forward to playing with each of you again soon. I swear I will spend a lot of time at the driving range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if it was natural ability that helped me not to embarrass myself or if it was just determination. I guess the only way to find out is to go out the driving range and see how I do next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Steve was interviewing me he asked what I had learned for my 30 by30. That is such a hard question. There are so many things I have learned so far and I don't even know where to start. This was such a little simple idea that I thought no one would care about except for maybe Todd. I am not afraid of trying new things anymore and I actually enjoy it more than I ever thought possible. My favorite part of this list is how my friends and family have come through to help me accomplish my goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-116095404587578140?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/116095404587578140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=116095404587578140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/116095404587578140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/116095404587578140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/10/fore-friday-october-13-2006-might-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-116062139969430317</id><published>2006-10-11T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:36:14.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Down, Set, Hut...A New Language For Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img128.imageshack.us/img128/1810/football101je2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand football, I don't care about football, but I do think several football players are good looking. The only reason I had taking a football class on my list was because my brother, dad and husband love football. Todd loves it so much that as a child when he moved from Denver to Dallas he had to change his jersey at half-time of Super Bowl XII. He loved both teams and decided that he couldn't choose between them so he would cheer for both. That is loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="145" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/749/texasstadiumld2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect people who have had a favorite anything since childhood. So, to try understand football, I took a Football 101 class at Texas Statium. By the way, the Stein's own season tickets and this Stein has only been to one quarter in the last two seasons. CBS 11 Sportscaster, Babe Laufenberg was the instructor and very entertaining. Babe and I have known each other for several years and it was cool to have him as the teacher. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0769.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A friend of mine Jordan went to the class with me. Jordan knows a ton about football and didn't really need the class but she was sweet to go with me. I think she even learned a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never be an expert or really even like the sport. But at least I can impress the guys when I talk about the differences between a cover 2 zone and man-to-man coverage. And now when Todd is boring me to tears with what happened with his beloved Cowboys I won't be completely clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Babe for a great class and Jordan for going with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 58px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/200/DSCF0768.jpg" width="90" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S. Brett (Photojournalist pictured) why didn't you use footage of me in the class for the 10pm news? I see what kind of friend you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-116062139969430317?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/116062139969430317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=116062139969430317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/116062139969430317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/116062139969430317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/10/down-set-hut.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115932397479379398</id><published>2006-09-26T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T00:55:06.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write 5 people who have made a Difference in My Life--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday I did something that I have wanted for years, say thank you to someone very special...Mrs. Choate my Latin teacher. I had Mrs. Choate all four years in high school and during my senior year I even took a class I didn't even need to graduate just to be in her class. I can't really explain what makes her so special. If I were ever a teacher I would want to be just like her. She is dedicated to her students and their education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Choate, everything I said in the letter is true. You have made me a better person and I truly appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img81.imageshack.us/img81/9211/dscf0763qy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115932397479379398?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115932397479379398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115932397479379398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115932397479379398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115932397479379398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/09/write-5-people-who-have-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115932177158500582</id><published>2006-09-26T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:06:24.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Hardest Job I Have Ever Had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Being a High School Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday, September 22, 2006, I wasn't Charisse the PR professional, I was Mrs. Brown-Stein, High School Teacher. I asked my favorite high school teacher Mrs. Choate, if I could come back to my hometown to be a teacher for the day. She was nice enough to say yes. Little did I know when we scheduled my "Teacher for the Day" that it was also Homecoming. That said, it wasn't your regular day at school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img81.imageshack.us/img81/6039/dscf0762qb9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my day of teaching I asked Mrs. Choate if there was anything that I needed to have prepared and she assured me she had everything under control. First period was Latin III and we were together for an hour and half. The students were great. They asked me great questions and we talked about what I did for a living and also about Todd's job (by the way, Todd wanted to see life in a small town up close and personal). You could tell that the kids enjoyed Mrs. Choate's class as much as I did more than a decade ago (that sounds so long ago). Next up was 2nd period, Latin II. This was a smaller class and again great students. By this time, I had the thought that this might be the hardest job I have ever had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/9328/dscf0759eu9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third period arrived with a big surprise, my friend Kara and her husband Michael, showed up to give "support" and watch me teach. Todd was in on the surprise and kept a secret from a whole week. It was actually my friend, Chris' idea to come and be a part of the class. Too bad Chris did not make it into town early enough to help me teach. Some strange way it made me feel really good that some of my friends wanted to come to give me grief as I was trying to teach our youth. &lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/2485/dscf0760ad6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the third class was great, even though it was right before the pep rally. Once again, they asked great questions. The only problem was the riff-raff that joined (riff-raff= Todd, Kara and Michael) and felt the need to be the "class clowns". To my third period students, I apolgize for the riff-raff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to teaching...I know I learned a ton from the students on Friday and hopefully they learned something from me. Since my mom has been a teacher more than 30 years, I have always had the most respect for teachers. After today... I have even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. Have a plan when you are going to keep the attention of high schoolers for an hour and half.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't invite friends to your place of work. They will only give you grief.&lt;br /&gt;3. Respect your teachers. They put up with a lot.&lt;br /&gt;4. The best reward in teaching is when you see a student learn something from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115932177158500582?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115932177158500582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115932177158500582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115932177158500582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115932177158500582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/09/hardest-job-i-have-ever-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115811280912207771</id><published>2006-09-12T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:23:05.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grape Escape... but not a Great Escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/3830/dscf0741ir6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We might not be Lucy and Ethal but my friends are just as loyal. Everyone has seen the episode of Lucy and Ethal stomping the grapes. &lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 152px" height="732" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img182.imageshack.us/img182/8524/dscf0739cg1.jpg" width="894" /&gt;I am not really sure why I put this on my list but somehow it got here and thanks to three special friends it is checked off my list. Saturday Kara, Cassie, Amy and I competed in a grape stomping competition. I think we should have just gone stomping grapes and forgotten the competition. We might be the worse grape stompers in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="188" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/2343/dscf0738ln1.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To give you a little background Kara is two days older than me (sorry Kara I had to bring that up) and we have known each other since we were about six weeks old. I met Cassie and Amy in first grade and we have been friends ever since. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, much to my friends regret, I didn't choose France, Italy, Napa... or heck, even a real vineyard. I choose the Grapefest, in the wonderful downtown of suburbia Grapevine Texas. So, between kettle corn, corn dogs, average (at best) wine, and grown women with huge turkey legs in their mouth... we entered the Grape Stomp competition. On a stage... for everyone to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We split up into two teams. Amy and Cassie were the &lt;em&gt;Steer Stompers&lt;/em&gt; and Kara and I were the &lt;em&gt;Graham Stompers&lt;/em&gt;. The rationale for selecting teams was plain and simple. Strategy? No Way! See, Kara isn't really fond of being the center of attention. And being on my team would automatically put her in the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kara wasn't that thrilled about being in front of a crowd and none of us were really thrilled to be stomping in a nasty barrel that hasn't been cleaned in a very long time. But we did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it fun? Well, yes... but only because of the people&lt;br /&gt;Did we finish in last place? Yup (see the picture of Amy and I with our pitchers)&lt;br /&gt;Would I do it again? In Italy, yes. In Grapevine, no&lt;br /&gt;Did we have the best damn cheering section this side of the Fried Twinkee booth? Heck yeah! Thanks Grant, Spencer, Michael and Todd for cheering us on (and a shout out to Isaac who was truely heartbroken he had to miss the adventure due to work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I still have three friends? I am not sure. Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 181px" height="181" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/8356/dscf0742fn2.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115811280912207771?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115811280912207771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115811280912207771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115811280912207771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115811280912207771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/09/grape-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115578533517261445</id><published>2006-08-16T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:12:05.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue Wing Olive, Humpy Yellow, Peacock Caddis...&lt;br /&gt;Just a Few of My Favorite Things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first start by saying, my name is Charisse Brown-Stein and I fell in love this past weekend. I am a Fly Fishermen!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0711.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0711.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not embarrassed or ashamed. In fact, once Orvis sees me in my fishing vest and waders, I am sure I will be their next top model. When I listed learning to fly fishing, my thought was "at least I will get a couple of days in Colorado and spend time with Todd's dad, Barry and stepmom, Linda." Best case was Barry and I would bond a little... on the other hand, touching a fish? GROSS! But, from the moment Barry handed me the fly rod, I was in love (with fishing, not my father-in-law. Once again, GROSS!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I attended my first casting lesson at the &lt;em&gt;Barry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;School of Fly Fishing&lt;/em&gt;. I had doubts in my abilities because there are so many things to concentrate on so many things at once. Barry kept saying, "up, hold, down, up, hold, down, keep your wrist straight, up, hold, down, keep your wrist&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0719.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0719.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; straight, up, hold, down..." By the end of the day, my head hurt. But m&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0713.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0713.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y wrist was straight... well, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a good day, on a beautiful stream, but it was rainy and cold. &lt;strong&gt;I caught five fish.&lt;/strong&gt; Barry and Linda left it up to me if we went fishing on Sunday. I immediately said YES. On Sunday, we fished about five hours on the Colorado River. Not once did I think about the time or anything besides fishing. I caught four fish and missed more than I can even count. Linda did inform me that I hooked the fish "like a girl" and that I "needed to get tougher." Thank goodness Barry was there to lend a little support to the future Orvis model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Barry and Linda had this love affair with fly fishing but I could never really understand it until this past weekend. I learned that Barry started stream fishing with his grandfather at the age of 6 and enjoyed it. Then, 12 years ago Linda watched the movie &lt;em&gt;A River Runs Through It&lt;/em&gt; and their hobby started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Barry and Linda and my niece Paige for taking me fishing and helping me to find my new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am ready to retire and begin my professional fly fishing career.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am not the only A type personality in the family (Linda you know what I am talking about).&lt;br /&gt;3. Patience...at least I am trying to learn to have more.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly&lt;br /&gt;4. Either Todd learns to love fly fishing or we will have to take separate vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Next Time-Cbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI, for the novices out there, Blue Wing Olive, Humpy Yellow, and Peacock Caddis are flies... as if you didn't know that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115578533517261445?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115578533517261445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115578533517261445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115578533517261445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115578533517261445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/08/blue-wing-olive-humpy-yellow-peacock.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115561132755516922</id><published>2006-08-14T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:14:06.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0708.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0708.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Part 1: Creating a Gourmet Meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite meal is prime rib, Caesar salad, grilled mushrooms and asparagus from La Linda Stein's Kitchen. Linda is Todd's stepmom (or as she likes to be referred to the "wicked stepmonster"). So, I thought it would be fun to learn to how she makes such an incredible meal. This weekend while I was in Colorado seeing her and Barry (Todd's dad), I was the chef. Friday was the big day, we already had been to Kremling Meat Market to get the prime rib and all there was left to do was for Linda to instruct me on how to prepare this wonderful dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0710.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I did was read the recipes, but I soon learned that the recipes were of no help. Linda uses recipes as loose guidelines not as something she actually follows. Basically me learning how to prepare my favorite meal went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, "Okay, now we are ready to add four tablespoons for vetagable oil and two tablespoons of olive oil to the Caesar salad dressing (I was reading straight from her recipe that was written by her).&lt;br /&gt;Linda, "No, you need three of each."&lt;br /&gt;Me, "Why don't you just change the recipe to reflect the right amounts."&lt;br /&gt;Linda, "Because if I give the recipe to someone else that is how I want them to do it."&lt;br /&gt;Me, "That makes no sense... but okay I don't know any better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do everything, Linda just stood there with my video camera getting every movement on tape as I slaved over the hot stove for hours. But, I guess it was all worth it. Thanks to Linda for teaching me how to prepare my favorite meal. I did figure out one of the reasons it is my favorite meals is b/c I don't have to do anything but show up for dinner. Also thanks to Tim (my brother-in-law), Amy (Todd's sister), and their adorable kids, Paige and Aaron, and last but not least, Barry (my father-in-law) for raving about my meal and hard work (okay they might not have raved but they wanted to but were scared to hurt Linda's feelings).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 of Gourmet Meal is happening in September... you will just have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115561132755516922?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115561132755516922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115561132755516922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115561132755516922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115561132755516922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/08/part-1-creating-gourmet-meal-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115491994410267618</id><published>2006-08-06T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:02:22.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update on Crocheting...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings!!! The baby blanket is going well. I was almost finished with another section when I realized I had made a mistake and had to rip more than half of it out, UGH. Today I went back over to Grandma Dorothy's to have her teach me the middle section. It will take me some time to get this stitch down perfectly. I just keep working. My nephew (aka Little E) is due the first of September and I want the blanket before he gets here. Grandma Dorothy was sweet enough to offer help to make sure the blanket was done by the arrival of the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/8988/dscf0743sr1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I will have a lot of time to work on the blanket later this week, I am off to Colorado to learn to fly fish. I am sure my father-in-law, Barry, is looking forward to teaching me. I do not think he realizes how many questions I can ask on a particular subject. I am going to Colorado without Todd, so it will just be me, his dad and stepmom (and a rainbow trout with my name on it.) I just hope it is cooler than Dallas. Check back next week for another update and photos with me and my big catch. I am sure I will be the best fly fisherwomen EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI. This is Todd- I am going to miss my wife. But, if anyone wants to go out this weekend... let me know. I AM FREEEEEE!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115491994410267618?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115491994410267618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115491994410267618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115491994410267618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115491994410267618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/08/update-on-crocheting.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115327878954001711</id><published>2006-07-18T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:50:53.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="242" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0671.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What a day... Grandma D taught me to crochet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Since it was too hot to do anything outside, I made an appointment with Todd's grandma to learn to crochet. Sweet Grandma Dorothy and I first hit JoAnn's to get the hooks and yarn. Then it was off to her cute little apartment for my first lesson. The good news is I know what I am going to make. In fact, I have known ever since I found out I was going to be an aunt. Yes, I am going to make Little E (aka: the little boy I will spoil to death) his first blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Dorothy was a very patient teacher. But after a while I picked it up. Still, every once in a while I'd make an little mistake and Grandma Dorothy made me start over- obviously, she wants Little E to have a perfect blanket. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the first few rows of the blanket. Oh my gosh... how am I going to complete this by the time he is born??? I have a feeling I will be working on it before I go to work, at lunch, after work, on Friday nights, Saturday morning, Saturday night... and all day Sunday. I wonder if driving and crocheting is illegal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... back to crocheting. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But first, a &lt;strong&gt;BIG, BIG, BIG&lt;/strong&gt; thank you to Grandma Dorothy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115327878954001711?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115327878954001711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115327878954001711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115327878954001711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115327878954001711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115124698767170140</id><published>2006-06-25T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:08:52.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did someone say SURPRISE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Todd has been a part of each one of my tasks that I have checked off the list but this latest one I had to do on my own. Throwing a surprise party for the person you live with is not an easy task. I knew when I put my list together that I was going to throw the surprise party for Todd. I am not able to keep a secret from him but this time I did it! Since the party was for Todd he can tell what happened. Till next time-Super Secret Keeper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0641.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/400/DSCF0641.1.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... my wife did it. I will say, by yesterday morning I had an inkling that something was up. But planning this for a couple months and keeping it a secret from me is shocking. I am now worried that she can REALLY keep secrets. Wonder what the next one will be???? UGH! So, this weekend I wasn't feeling 100%... and it freaked Char out a bit... so I knew something was in the cards.... just didn't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went out with my friend Mike. Then drove home and in my house was a random mix of all my friends. Not only was it a surprise party... but my wonderful wife also made it a "theme surprise party"- Happy18x2 Birthday Party. Cracked me up! Since I am now am old. That Char is creative, huh?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="889" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img81.imageshack.us/img81/624/dscf0663ht6.jpg" width="1159" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who came by.... helped with the party, shared my bithday with the me, had some of the wonderful Mexican food... and most importantly... did NOT sing Happy Birthday to me (I hate that song!). The one thing that would be nice is if they'd come back today to help clean up our house. Unfortunately, that will likely fall on my shoulders. But, my wife did sooooooo much planning without my help, it is the least I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char, thank you very much for the party. I had a wonderful time. You are my SPP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115124698767170140?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115124698767170140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115124698767170140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115124698767170140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115124698767170140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/06/did-someone-say-surprise-todd-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-115077224550256628</id><published>2006-06-19T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:27:12.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0664.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;UPDATE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I say Shalom and you say Hello. It is official I have been to a Jewish service. Todd, his mom Bobbi and I decided to go to the Synagogue that Todd use to attend. We got there early and met the Rabbi. The Rabbi was kind enough to give me a blessing. There is a blessing or prayer that is said before one tries something new. Friday night made me realize that I do need to be thankful that I am able to try all of these new things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You say Shalom, and I say Hello.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sorry it has been a couple of weeks since my last post. But, I have big news...this Friday I am marking another task off the list. Todd and I are going to Synagogue. I have no idea what it is going to be like but am looking forward to it. To prepare for my visit, I went to see &lt;em&gt;Keeping Up with the Stein's&lt;/em&gt;. I thought it was important to do some research and brush up on my Yiddish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My &lt;em&gt;khokhme&lt;/em&gt; (Yiddish for "bright idea") is to get a new outfit to attend Synagogue but Todd assures me that I have plenty of clothes in my closet that will be suitable for the occasion, but the jury is still out... shhhh, don't tell Todd or he will be a &lt;em&gt;kvetsh&lt;/em&gt; ("complainer").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking Todd what the service will be like. But since it has been a good decade since he has stepped into a Synagogue he is no help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back on Saturday for the proof! By the way, tomorrow is the &lt;em&gt;nebekh's&lt;/em&gt; ("little nerd")Birthday. Happy Birthday, Todd!!! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mavs&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Please Please win game 6, the Hypen Steins' will be at the game cheering you and celebrating Todd's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off... The &lt;em&gt;Goyim&lt;/em&gt; (non-Jew)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-115077224550256628?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/115077224550256628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=115077224550256628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115077224550256628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/115077224550256628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/06/update-i-say-shalom-and-you-say-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114864324024361538</id><published>2006-05-26T06:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:24:34.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/015_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nada...Nada...Nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our travels are coming to an end. Todd and I have been in Granada&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/015_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/015_12.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the past couple of days and tomorrow we leave for Madrid to come back to the States. It has been a great time!!! I do think after tomorrow´s long train ride and the flight on Sunday Todd and I will officially be out of stuff to talk about. We have met some interesting people along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most interesting is an older gentleman we met in Seville. We didn´t get his name but he grew up in Highland Park. Basically, his whole family were lawyers and he is an artist. He has lived all over the world and for many years felt guilt for not following in the family business. The thing he said he &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/010_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/010_7.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;missed most about Dallas was Whataburger, funny to hear that in Seville. After we finished our conversation, Todd and I decided that this guy must have unfortunalty been the black sheep in his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granada has been nice, the weather is a little cooler b-c it is at the base of the Sierra Nevada Mountain range. There is one main attraction here the Alahambra. It is a castle that the Moors built and then taken over by the Christians in the 16th century. The grounds for the Alahambra are beautiful and the palaces are very unique. Today we are actually going back to wa&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/021_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/021_18.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lk the gardens. Todd has taken tons of photos and I will try to post some when we get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I have learned in Spain:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am the pickiest eater! i never realized this but I am not one to try new things.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spain has some great hotels and the rooms are a lot larger than other places in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;3. There is a new trend of mini skirts and black leggings for girls in Spain. I am hoping this doesn´t catch on in the US.&lt;br /&gt;4. Leading up to the World Cup is the largest sporting story I have ever seen. It makes the weeks leading up to the Super Bowl look like a high school football game. Everywhere you go it is about the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it from here! Hope everyone has a great and safe Memorial Day Weekend! We will be home Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;-Seniorita and Senior Hyphen Stein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114864324024361538?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114864324024361538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114864324024361538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114864324024361538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114864324024361538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/05/nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114831892499655459</id><published>2006-05-22T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:23:13.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0604.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0604.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seville Ain´t No Graham, TX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, Graham, TX was #5 on D Magazines top 20 escapes and Seville, Spain was # 7. Let´s just say Seville is no Graham but it is nice. Actually, Seville is amazing and next to Venice of the coolest cities I have ever been too. Todd and I have really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG NEWS!!! Today Todd and I were walking down some random street (the guide book says, ¨Good luck finding where you are going since the streets are small, narrowing, and widing.¨) getting lost again, when we saw a bar named Texas Lone Star Bar. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/012_9_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/012_9_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, Todd had to take a picture of it. And then I did something really stupid, I read the sign on the door aloud, ¨Dallas Mavericks vs. Spurs tonight live at 2am.¨ You guessed it, we are going to the Texas Lone Star Bar tonight at 2am to watch the game. So, Todd Stein is going to be doing the exact same tonight in Seville that he would be doing in Dallas, TX. Suzi, he did say how proud you would be!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the city...Seville is a charming city but its charm comes out at night. Yesterday, when we got here everything was closed due to the fact it was Sunday. There were few &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/004_1A.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/004_1A.0.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;locals out and the streets had mostly tourists looking for something to do. We took a nice long nap and decided to go out around our standard time of 10pm. It was a different world and you could start to see the charm of this city. Today was a busy day of site seeing, walking all over town and a few pit stops for a drink or two. Each neighborhood is different and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned: There isn´t a good map of Seville. We keep getting lost!!! But, each time we get lost we find something interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114831892499655459?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114831892499655459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114831892499655459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114831892499655459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114831892499655459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/05/seville-aint-no-graham-tx-as-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114831842753435999</id><published>2006-05-22T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:07:07.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Madrid...Friday, Saturday and Sunday, Great way to Spend a Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip started off with a great surprise. One of the first kids I met through my job was on our plane to Newark. Megan is spending a month in Europe for school. I didn't see her until she got on the plane. Todd kept saying he hoped we didn't get anyone next to us that smelled...Well, we lucked out and got Megan. Not a bad way to start a trip. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0597.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/DSCF0597.2.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrid is really cool. Not a place i would want to spend a ton of time but it is nice. We went all over the city and even took a day trip to Toledo. It was AWESOME!!! It is this beautiful town in the hills. For the first time felt like we were in another country. We got there around noon and walked around for a while and decided to stop to get some lunch. that wasn't the best idea...since when we were done it was siesta time (all stores close from 2pm till 4 or 5)!!! I don't think Todd was all that upset, it just meant I couldn’t shop. We have to do a better job of remembering Siesta Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now understand why dinner is so late in Spain. The sun doesn’t set until 10pm or so. Saturday night Todd and I decided to go down to the Spanish Palace for dinner. We thought it would be great to find a little cafe. We took off from our hotel around 10pm and decided to get a cab (our legs were killing us from all of the walking). After a traffic jam, we decided to get out and walk. We had been to the Palace before and thought we could find it again. It wasn’t until we got out of the cab that we realized we did have a map with us. A map is very important in Madrid, but what the heck, we could find it. After walking for an hour, in and out of sketchy areas, we got in another cab. Finally, arriving to the Palace around 11:30pm and there was only one restaurant open. Good news, it was a great meal. But, after all of that I would have eaten another McDonald´s hamburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons Learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. Always have a map in a foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;2. Madrid is truly the city that never sleeps. Todd and I walked through the streets at 2am and it looked like NYC at rush hour. The amazing thing is that people of all ages were out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Stop Seville!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114831842753435999?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114831842753435999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114831842753435999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114831842753435999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114831842753435999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/05/madrid.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114736750387679215</id><published>2006-05-11T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T13:43:15.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/group2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/group%20lawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/200/group%20lawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/me.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/me.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/me.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RainyDays and "Saturdays" Always Get Me Down (or to Mow the Lawn)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bad idea to put this on the list. Todd kept telling me how much he likes to mow the lawn and how it is relaxing. That is CRAP! Nothing about mowing our lawn was relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am always looking for a reason to have a party, why not have a mowing party. Basically, about 20 of our friends came over to see me mow my own lawn. I don't know which is more pathetic me mowing the lawn or people standing in the rain watching me. The quote of the day, "I can't believe we are standing the rain watching Charisse mow her lawn"-John Little. Here are the pictures to prove I really did it! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/group2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114736750387679215?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114736750387679215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114736750387679215' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114736750387679215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114736750387679215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/05/rainydays-and-saturdays-always-get-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114619454999284031</id><published>2006-04-27T22:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:22:30.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Special Thank You...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to write everyone who has visited my blog and say a huge, "Thank You." I have gotten an amazing response from friends and people I do not know. Also, thank you for your kind words and offering to help with leads to make sure I accomplish all of my goals. Please feel free to send my blog along to friends. Again, the only way I am going to finish all the 30by30's is with help your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave me a message or email me at &lt;a href="mailto:30by30.charisse@gmail.com"&gt;30by30.charisse@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114619454999284031?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114619454999284031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114619454999284031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114619454999284031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114619454999284031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/04/special-thank-you_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114601570226501597</id><published>2006-04-25T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:03:00.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/Gates1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/lone%20tree1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/lone%20tree1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Exactly Eleven Months Until the Big Day and Another Item Checked Off the List...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;April 25, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Visit the Oklahoma City Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another big weekend for the 30by30 countdown. Todd and I went to Oklahoma City Saturday to see the Memorial. I invited my mom to come with us. The OKC bombing happened when I was a senior in high school. I had been wanting to go to the Memorial for several years. I would encourage everyone to go to the Memorial and museum. It is very well done and is extremely moving. The museum does a great job of describing what that day in April of 1995 was like and telling the stories of the people who lost their lives that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114601570226501597?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114601570226501597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114601570226501597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114601570226501597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114601570226501597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/04/exactly-eleven-months-until-big-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114335504186378867</id><published>2006-03-25T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T16:23:14.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0547.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/400/DSCF0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebration with a Happy Meal!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the BEST birthday E V E R!!! Thank you so much to everyone came to my party. We &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/714911867106_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/320/714911867106_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;started at McDonalds for my hamburger! I have to say it wasn't that bad (more with that later). Thanks to Kara, Amy, Isaac, Michael, Cassie, Spencer, Creamen, Dayton, Barry, Linda, Cata, David, Wendy, Bill, Linda, John, Deb, Elizabeth, Adam, Holly, Amy, Mark, Jordan, Casey, Gay, Michael C., Kelly, Jennifer, Ian, Mindy, and everyone else who was there. Todd did a great job of planning the party and he is the greatest husband! Once again, I am the luckiest kid!!! On the way from McDonalds to the after party,&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/200/DSCF0536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Todd told me that I have the most random group of friends. I love my friends and I am thankful for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McDonalds Hamburger&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little nervous. It is true, I have never had a McDonalds hamburger. Todd had the play &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/DSCF0542.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/400/DSCF0542.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;area reserved for the party. Once everyone got to the party Todd ordered hamburgers and fries for everyone and I got a special Happy Meal. It was weird after all of this time to actually have a McDonalds hamburger. We have tons of pictures to prove I really did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the evening: Casey, is the most creative person I know. She is from Muskogee, Ok and as well all know, there is a very famous song written about the town. I have always been jealous of this fact b/c there is no song about Graham, TX....Until now!!! Casey got with Todd and they wrote a song about Graham. Then she went home to Muskogee and got a guy who has been in Garth Brooks band, and her dad to cut the song that they wrote. I am not sure if I have ever gotten a better a better gift. Thank you, Casey for truly the most original gift I have ever received. I am glad you made me laugh during your interview otherwise, I would have never known the greatness that is Casey. Also, the reason I love my birthday is b/c it is an excuse to have all of my friends in one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life gets better with age, then I can't even image how great life will be when I am 99. Thanks again!!! Until next time-Cbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114335504186378867?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114335504186378867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114335504186378867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114335504186378867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114335504186378867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/03/celebration-with-happy-meal-i-had-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114324202967533886</id><published>2006-03-24T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:33:42.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/Application.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 1/5 tasks down... 25 4/5 to go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I complete something on the list I will update with pictures (hopefully) and tell you about the experience. Thus far, I can mark off the list: learn to snowboard, giving blood, learning to ride a motorcycle, trying out for a game show and I have given one of my letters of influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn to Snowboard--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This idea was a lot more fun in my head then when we actually did it. Snowboarding was actually the first task on my list that I completed. Todd and I go skiing each year and this year we (I) decided we should take up snowboarding. It looks so easy on TV. I am not going to lie to you, IT SUCKS!!! I think Todd said it best, “after the first day you feel like you just played a tackle football game and lost.” At least it was the first thing on my list and now it is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving Blood-- &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/giving%20blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/400/giving%20blood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hate needles!!! I went with Casey from my office and Todd to give blood one Sunday afternoon. Casey and Todd have both given blood many times. I was really nervous and did I mention I hate needles. Everyone at the Charter Blood Care bus was so nice and understanding. I kept asking questions and they were very patient with me. Giving blood was one of the easiest things I have ever done. I was shocked at how easy it was even for a wimp like me. It truly is one of the easiest ways to help someone in need. I have started encouraging everyone I know to give blood. If a wimp like me can do and anyone can and should. This was so much easier than learning to snowboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write 5 people who have made a Difference in My Life--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First one down and four to go. My first letter was given to a dear, dear man, Larry . He likes to refer to himself as Uncle Larry. He has some big job and just transferred back to Detroit.&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="1155" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img181.imageshack.us/img181/1792/dscf0723yn9.jpg" width="782" /&gt; Larry always says, 'at the end of the day, I am just a car salesman.' Well, if that is true then I can tell you I would love to be a car salesman. Thanks, Larry for being so supportive and showing me that you can stay true to yourself and be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn to Ride a Motorcycle--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was by far the most dangerous things on my list. As I mentioned my brother, Guy, said he would teach me how to ride a motorcycle. At the time, it sounded like a great idea. He just got a nice new Triumph Motorcycle it is blue, red and white. So, when I called in the first of March and said, I am ready to learn I think he was hoping I had forgotten. Being the typical big brother, I really think he was more worried about the bike than me. Also, Todd told him if I got hurt he was going to leave me with him and wasn’t going to take care of me. I actually wasn’t scared at all; Guy had explained everything to me and started me out slow. Guy was very patient with me and was a great teacher. I never knew he could be so patient; after all I am the little sister. After trips up and down his driveway, it was time for me to move onto a bigger area…a church parking lot. Other than a small burn on the back of my leg, the bike and I made it through just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try out for a Game Show--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bucks no Wammy!!! Yes, it is true, I have always wanted to try out for a game show. On March 18, 2006, I made this dream a reality when Ian, Mindy (my sister-in-law) and I tried out for VH1’s Pop Culture Trivia. It was really fun and interesting but I can’t talk about it until the show debuts this summer. More details for follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/1600/Application.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 515px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px" height="491" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1820/2041/200/Application.0.jpg" width="653" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a new post on Sunday!!! Tomorrow is the big McDonalds Birthday Party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading -Cbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114324202967533886?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114324202967533886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114324202967533886' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114324202967533886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114324202967533886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/03/4-15-tasks-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114323388426282343</id><published>2006-03-24T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:14:00.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(1) Eat a McDonalds Hamburger&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed March 25, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, it is true; I have never had a McDonalds hamburger of any kind. Growing up in Graham, TX we did not have a McDonalds until I was a freshman in High School and during that time I was in a phase of not eating red meat. When I finally got out of that phase of my life I never really wanted to try a McDonalds hamburger but, since I have not ever met one other person who can say they never tried one, it was time for me to see what all the fuss was about. My 29th Birthday party will be at McDonalds! Email Todd if you want more information or would like to come help me celebrate. Yes, I will be wearing the official McDonalds birthday crown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2) Mow our Lawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Completed May 6, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of everything on my list this is the one my husband, Todd, is the most excited about. I wanted to mow my friend, Heather’s lawn, because she has a beautiful pool that takes up the back yard but Todd wants to have a “Lawn Party” with our friends to watch me actually mow the lawn. Invites should be going out very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(3) Watch all the Star Wars--&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed- Jan. 14, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The first Star Wars movie came out the year I was born. I have never had any desire to really sit down and watch any of them but I do feel like I have missed out a part of pop culture. So, in an effort to do things a little different, I am going to watch the movies in the order of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(4) Fly Fish&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed- August 11, 12 and 13, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My father-in-law Barry, spends the summers in Colorado fly fishing (and hanging out with his grandkids). I think it would be such a great memory to have him teach me something that he enjoys. Barry has passed this hobby down to his grandkids and they love it. So, I guess it is time for Aunt Charisse to learn. By the way, Todd has never wanted to learn to fly fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(5) Learn to Snowboard&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed- Jan. 24, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I just took up skiing a few years ago. I really enjoy it and I am almost ready for the Olympics. Each time I go skiing, I see more and more kids snowboarding. How hard can it be? The Flying Tomato needs to watch out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(6) Go to London&lt;/em&gt; --Scheduled March 19-27, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;When I finished my list of 30 things, I need to have a big party! London is the only major city that I haven’t been to that I really want to see. What better place to have this important birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(7) Visit the Oklahoma City Memorial&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed- April 22, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oklahoma City bombing happened my senior year of high school. I remember being in the drama room and the TV had the Today Show on and several other people were watching the coverage. There have been several major events that I can remember where I was when I found out; like OKC, The Challenger explosion, and 9-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(8) Volunteer a Week of Vacation Time&lt;/em&gt; -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed Jan. 30, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So many of my things on my list are fun for me or great places to travel. I think of all the things on my life this is the one that can teach me the most. Working for a non-profit I know the importance of volunteers’ help. After all the hurricanes this fall, I really want to go somewhere that I can help others who are in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(9) Announce Band on Stage&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;completed Feb. 17, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I love music and in my mind I have always thought of myself as a “Rock Star.” I truly believe that the only reason I am not a “Rock Star” is because I have absolutely no talent! So, the next best thing is to announce a band. I don’t want to actually help them set up or move equipment, just make the announcement. I have a few leads on this but if anyone has any good ideas or any friends in the business, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(10) Attend Synagogue&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed June 23, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Todd is Jewish and I have never stepped foot into a Synagogue so, I think it is about time. I just want to go and see what it is like. It is a part of his past that I really have no frame of reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(11) Play Round of Golf&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed October 13, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have never played golf because I am afraid I will suck at it. Well, I have so many friends who love the game so I figure it would be a good idea to try it at least once. I have to play with my friend John Round. I actually decided that golf had to be on my list after his lovely wife, Deb, told me John has already planned his “celebration of life” (known to most of us as a funeral). John loves to play golf!!! So, for his “celebration of life,” he wants all of his friends to play in a golf tournament. He has the whole thing planned out and at the end of the day he wants everyone to have a golf club throwing contest with his clubs (the man has several sets of clubs). Well, I thought this was the greatest thing I had ever heard and if you know John this would be the perfect way for him to leave this earth. I decided that if I am going to play in his going away party one day that he might as well be the one who teaches me how to play golf. I would hate to be a disappointment on such a special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(12) Prepare a Gourmet Meal&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Partly Completed --August 12, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This might be the hardest task for me. I have no idea how to cook. Macaroni &amp; Cheese is about as fancy as I get. There will be a select few that will be able to come and enjoy my fantastic meal. I am thinking there will be a few choice words spoken during this task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(13) Learn to Play Chess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have always wanted to play chess. But never had a teacher. Anyone volunteering to teach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(14) Stomp the Grapes&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed September 9, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We have all seen the “I Love Lucy” episode that Lucy and Ethel go grape stomping but how many people have actually done it. I have decided that I want three of my friends that I grew up with from Graham, Cassie, Amy, and Kara to go on this little adventure. I am not sure if I have told them about the plan. Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(15) Learn a craft- Stained Glass&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Completed Feb. 10, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am horrible at arts and crafts! So, this is going to be a real stretch for me. Maybe I will give the final product to my mom, she has to like, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(16) Participate in Greenville St. Paddy Day Parade&lt;/em&gt; -scheduled March 17, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;St. Patrick’s Day is Todd’s favorite day in Dallas. He loves the St. Paddy’s Day Parade on Lower Greenville. I have been in the crowd for the parade for years and I think it is time to actually participate in it. I do have a fear of Todd’s best friend, Mike, because he is the guy that throws stuff at the people in the parade. I will take my chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(17) Write Five People who have been an Influence in my Life&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1st Letter Completed Feb. 27, 2006, 2nd Letter given September 22, 2006, 3rd given November 25, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I always say that I am the luckiest kid. Each day I get to meet more amazing people whom I admire. There have been so many people in my life that have made a difference and I haven’t thanked them enough. The hard part of this task is to narrow it down to five people. There are so many people who have made a difference in my life and I have never said thank you. I have already delivered one of the letters and four more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(18) Plan a Surprise party&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed June 24, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I am the absolutely worst person to keep a secret. I try and try but for some reason, I can’t do it. So, for me to plan a surprise party for someone is the easy part, not telling the person is going to be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(19) Learn how to Crochet&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed- July 16, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Todd’s Grandma Dorothy has made everyone in his family a personalized crochet blanket. I love the one she made for me and I think it would be great for her to be able to teach me how to crochet. My first blanket will be for my new niece or nephew that will be here in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(20) Make an Announcement on the Texas Senate Floor&lt;/em&gt; -scheduled March 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love politics and when I was a child I would tell others that I wanted to be a Senator when I grew up. Well, as I have gotten older I have realized that being a politician is more than just wearing nice clothes and making speeches. So, the next best thing is just to play a politician for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(21) Give Blood&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed Feb. 5, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I try to think of myself as a pretty giving person but the thought of needles and giving blood is a little too much for me. But, my friend, Casey, swears it isn’t that bad and I am going to try to trust her. I ran out of a doctor’s office once because he wanted to give me a shot, hopefully this time I can be a little more mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(22) Take Football 101 Class&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed Oct. 3, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Todd Stein LOVES football. Charisse Brown-Stein HATES football. Basically, from the end of August through January, Todd and I do not spend much time together because football bores the tears out of me. I am going to take a Football 101 class taught by my friend, Babe Laufenberg. I have asked Heather Kraus, to take the class with me. I am going to have someone there with me to help pass the time. Todd says I have to take a quiz from him after the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(23) Take an Art History Class&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Started August 21, 2006 -Completed December 4, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love to travel and my motto is ‘my bags are always packed’. I took an art history class my freshman year of college and the professor did not take roll, need I say more. Since we do travel so much and I enjoy art I might as well actually learn about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(24) Go to Spain&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed May 28, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;May 18-28, 2006 Todd and I will be in Spain. I have always wanted to go to Spain. We start our trip in Madrid, then Seville, and finally onto Granada. We are extremely excited. In the March issue of DMagazine, Seville, Spain is number eight on the list of 20 Great Escapes. Another place dear to my heart, Graham, TX was voted number five. I will let you know if Seville can live up to Graham (it isn’t that hard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(25) Be an Extra in a Movie&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Completed Feb. 11, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I not only think of myself as a “Rock Star” and a “Politician” but I believe my true calling was to be an actress. But once again, the talent thing got in the way. I love movies, I know a lot about movies, and so, it is time for me to be in an actual movie. My friend, Ian Leson, is a working actor here in Dallas and he swears he will be able to help me make this happen. It is all on you Ian, if this is the only thing I do not complete; it is on your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(26) Learn to Ride a Motorcycle&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed March 12, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;During the holidays I was telling my brother, Guy, about my list of 30 by 30 and he said he would teach me how to ride a motorcycle. I have only been on a motorcycle once in my life. To be honest, motorcycles are a little scary to me. But, I am more afraid of what my brother would do to me if I wrecked his bike than getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(27) Be Healthy&lt;/em&gt; -Ongoing--serious working out happening!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;This is just a little personal goal for me. Everyone says that it is harder to get in shape or lose weight for women after the age of thirty. So, my goal is to be in the best shape of my life when I turn thirty. Lose 12 pounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(28) Try Out for a Game Show&lt;/em&gt; --&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed March 18, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I always look at people on game shows and I think, “I am smarter than that person!” I have such fond memories of game shows, when I was sick and missed school that is all I would do the entire morning. I think it would be really cool to try out for a game show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;29) Teach a High School Class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; --&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed Sept. 22, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I was lucky enough to get my dream job at 22. I have been working for the Foundation for 6 years and it has given me so many opportunities. But, I have always said that if I didn't work in PR then I would be a High School teacher. Well, for a day I will go and do it! I am not sure if I have what it takes but I will give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(30) To be on a talk show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;strong&gt;The only one up in the air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I have kept this a secret for a while. I always tell people if you want something you have write it down. Well, it is time for me to take my own advice. I love morning and daytime talk shows.  My ultimate 30by30 goal is to meet the people behind the shows (I would love to see what goes into producing the show) and talk about everything I have learned from this experience. If anyone knows a producer with one of these shows, please let me know. The only way I am going to make it through my 30 activities is with your help! &lt;/span&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;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21676579-114323388426282343?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114323388426282343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114323388426282343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114323388426282343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114323388426282343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/03/list-1-eat-mcdonalds-hamburger.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21676579.post-114323166482450645</id><published>2006-03-24T14:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:34:07.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The History:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;This fall, I realized I am really close to turning thirty-years-old. I had never imagined my life after the age of thirty. I remember being a little girl thinking that people who were 30 or in their 30’s were so “grown-up” and “real adults”. After I graduated college and began my career, I still never thought of myself as an adult because in my head you would have to be at least 30 to be a real grown-up. Well, now here I am…staring at 30’s door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a great 29 years; I have a great husband, family, friends and job. There is nothing to really complain about in my life. But, I did start thinking about my life and I realized that almost everyone I knew was going through some type of life-changing experience besides me. Friends were having babies, getting married or changing careers. I really did not have any life changing events coming up in the next year or so. Like I said, I am already married, have great friends, love my job and am not ready for babies. With that realization, the idea of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30 by 30&lt;/span&gt; came about. Since everyone around me was growing and experiencing new things, I wanted to as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) I have never been, seen, eaten or experienced the task.&lt;br /&gt;(2) I have to keep a blog about my experience.&lt;br /&gt;(3) Each task must be captured on video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What I hope to learn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience really is a type of experiment; it is to learn from people who I care about or allowing complete strangers to teach me new things. I want to see places that have some meaning or places I have always wanted to visit. When thinking of 30 by 30, I made a list of passions and hobbies of people in my life and as you will see there are several things on my list that I have to have those people teach me.&lt;/strong&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/21676579-114323166482450645?l=charisse30by30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/feeds/114323166482450645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21676579&amp;postID=114323166482450645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114323166482450645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21676579/posts/default/114323166482450645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charisse30by30.blogspot.com/2006/03/history-this-fall-i-realized-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Charisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03038498827309015848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/3607/dscf012211xg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
