tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79441859222278661622024-03-05T18:47:38.552-08:00The Ratcliffsjessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-9848273364678623602011-05-23T18:36:00.000-07:002011-05-23T19:47:05.196-07:00umpa lumpa<div align="center">Good Monday to ya blog world! I hope everyone had a fab weekend! I had a fun but exhausting weekend.. Friday: drove to Starkville to see the bulldogs play some baseball and we won! I'm obviously a good luck charm bc the only game I attended in the series we won and that got us into the tournament! Didn't get home until like 10 after a long day of work and driving. I was pooped! Saturday: David and I met with Bro. Scott to see if we are suitable to be married to each other till death do us part. Turns out we fit pretty well together! Bro. Scott felt that we were a darn good match (I agree).<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">One of our very first nights hanging out.. believe that is Stanton's hat (he introduced us).</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610095358099873890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxtWnDHfUV08gc8FfPDo4s57_bVWtZk4VR-HNTOXhyXPeP0cMKexB88Yo-afRuZOcsfJ6moptzIzBIAoa_3ZZq1wncoSwbCEBC7ygSgC9BdYnSS5z9aydnnehRBrhBoElggZccGZDo92qI/s320/jd9.bmp" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">We left right after that and headed back to Jackson for a crawfish boil at one of Davids classmates sisters (tongue twister) house on lake caroline. Got there around 1 (by the way her house was amazing and right on the water) didn't leave until midnight. David had a great time, I know this bc by the end of the night he was singing karaoke and wanting to dance.. while NO one else was dancing and he told me he loves me like a bazillion times (sweetest thing ever but this is how I gauge if he has had a little too much to drink.. the more "i love yous" the worse he will feel the next day). Sunday: we wake up and go to church with Davids parents, eat dinner, and I crashed! Weekend over!<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">my worst fear!</div><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610095973039201362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Idz18KUz52LwVrZXn23vZk5qFthOkpjvgNOp219BynfGE7TZPgHvGn7W6SSwhIKgOnNrfvl3MqK3q8RZKK40QRImNrzRTjTZWm-5lFotGYz3jT2E6pQIwxP_WLxIBWXcReNdLvXUdCpn/s320/umpa.jpg" border="0" />This is an umpa lumpa.. notice the skin tone.. this is my worst nightmare. I walk into a spray tan booth and this is the picture that flashes in my head.. this exact face.. its not pretty people! Why I'm so deathly afraid of a bad spray tan it is beyond me but sometimes I would rather look like this:<br />Powder<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610097374581256306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiJwt7bta1h2FcxjIiGu_uofLRGlPfQmVyCIGK-LrYhB0Q9BZvqllvi0Oi11Lji_0_HAX5gSgKFfVPLoAQNvzWb78FrNP5xSckGgbuswNWdtc9q6FU4z9lm41lxhtx-FVj5pmz7WarIX90/s320/powder.bmp" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><div align="center">I know you're probably thinking I'm crazy but it just makes my anxiety level rise bc i cant handle orange hands or feet... its just not natural. I'm trying to get past this fear by this coming weekend for my bachelorette party I let y'all know how it turns out. I can not explain how excited I am about my bach party!!!! YAY!!! I have been to a bazillion it seems like. I have proof:</div><br /><div align="center"><br />Anna's Bachelorette </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610101917218184242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkLCTjjrr0-4WYa__PwasEYRgLO57QUQl3N7OpSYsY36IvLEgbSXOr0x3qo9-dOwPe2_IKKPIuV99kQI52f58mBQ9xl2Jh0AfowUY4WJe7PkPFmFdi3b2xlCspbHRZGvM1r1lwcYwsZuwI/s320/annabach.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Kels Bachelorette<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610100975404500546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje6aA_rYm-H_421gO7IGC9j03LSwY-JhOv2i1YKFH6DdBUfCDsRenA77obeVTT53Ypl6W3y0wgD3I4brwhRJkfFfGTppwq2lvAyD6FhAxrPrxsUGukZiqjIFUFlCW17AhvCylkAI4WpzyP/s320/kellibach.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center"><br />Laurens Bachelorette</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610101123918112450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvM6IGpkRpiLm8uWyyXR-KVrhx8p6x2zECtHmA6O-DlJhpSE0FmY8j95J63BAaS_xBcBiuWgpe1QFKCfIzZK0LWIdyu8pZAMD22UsNZwaGpIGmLgeWoSjsHMiN1FiUYIUze00FW7-tGe26/s320/laurenbach.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">I'm a pro at these things! However.. I'm not one of those bachelorettes that will kiss old men or get totally trashed. So sorry orange beach.. no funniest home video coming from this girl! Ill post a bunch of pics when we get back and blog about all the embarrassing stuff that goes down. Also, David is graduating FRIDAY!! My baby is gonna be a DOCTOR Charles David Ratcliff! I'm so happy and proud of him! He makes me want to be a better person everyday.. tear! Its been a long 4 years.. its truly bittersweet bc we are going to miss everyone so much! BUT we are so happy its over! Pictures of that to come soon too.. peace out!<br /><br /><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><p></p>jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-88009446127253297242011-05-16T18:49:00.000-07:002011-05-17T05:30:01.875-07:00typical monday...<div align="center">“You don’t change Vera Wang to fit your body, you change your body to fit Vera Wang.” You might <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">recognize</span> this quote from the movie "bride wars".. cute movie but not so funny when it becomes reality! Today I went for my second dress fitting and it zipped up as far as I could get it myself without a problem then the little lady that altered it comes in to help zip it up the rest of the way... this is were it gets bad fast.. she goes it zip it up and she seems to be having a little trouble with it and in my mind <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'm</span> thinking oh.. this happens all the time.. ill just suck in really deep and this wont be a problem so I squeeze in a deep breathe and nothing happens.. she STILL cant get it zipped! Freak out! Then the dreaded words come out of her mouth, it was like slow motion similar when the boy on the sandlot says "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">FOORRREEVVVVVEEEERRRRRRR</span>...", here they come.. "we might need to take it out a little." She might as well have ripped my heart out of my chest.. maybe then it would have fit! Anyway.. I left there so depressed I had to stop and get a cookie at beagle bagel (see what bad news does to me). So tonight I went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">zumba</span> and hip hop class at the YMCA. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607501563639934354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR37yTa4tpNrbM6ilvax7goQYZTaiLgkzmSAIkEROuq9KCHT3imta0_5Q0WSoTDLKNoX_RC8mu32URvb-dJw1RNOdkRz06GZz4UVeVODiJg2bmtGzbTwYxiIfTvSAw5xIQ2Kvw5t4WcBsc/s320/zumba.jpg" border="0" /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Zumba</span> is a little different and my instructor is like 50 with head to toe <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">zumba</span> gear but it was a good workout. Hip hop is my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">fav</span> even though it has lead me to the realization that I have no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">rhythm</span> and I obviously totally embarrassed myself all those years in college at the club breaking it down like its 1999. Along with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">exercise</span> I have come up with a list of things I need to give up if i want to fit into my wedding dress and not sink into a deep depression...<br />1. <strong>Flaming hot <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Cheetos</span></strong>.. this is gonna be the hardest one to go without <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">bc</span> you see I have never tried drugs but my addiction to flaming hot <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Cheetos</span> is probably <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">equivalent</span> to someone addicted to crack.<br />2. <strong>s<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">kittles</span></strong><br />3. <strong>Pizza</strong><br />4. <strong>Mexican food</strong>.. also hard <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">bc</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">David</span> is addicted to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">chimichangas</span><br />5. <strong>Goobers</strong>.. my go to candy at the movies<br />6. <strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Cheesesticks</span></strong><br /><strong>7. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Kiefers</span> </strong><br />8. <strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Wendys</span> spicy chicken sandwich</strong><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">I'm</span> sure there is lots more I just cant think of them. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">UGHHH</span>.. not fun :(<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>On to better things to chat about... David and I had our first engagement party this past weekend and we had such a good time. We are so thankful to have such wonder people in our lives to help us celebrate this new chapter. Here are some pics from the party...</div><br /><br /><br /><div>mom, me, and my daddy </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607505038115433570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDrAttSyT_CKi8Ou0gHWComGA6e3emzMXhcmxeJhTJMdqBmNBAM2NXS8DFKXr607I4Hmh4MGhl3QJRXuGKVblPaJNRNcWR901fXhQS5ZB5s3ppUMHu79_5SHPIqKGRxYUit21SK_L_QcGM/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"> Jen</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Jen</span>, me, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Christina</span>, and K<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">el</span> K<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">el</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607505289418597826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTirPSYS7y0eRcMkhqHyPKiMnY_lLGGfYct4YpTqB_KogdvA8fZ10zspn4mzPgTSPaAYqt1de4E9C412VSb0giPoWSz5AI3EnSa96qT1iXsKmZElWCiSAmmqYLjqXKtUN4c37D2P3RdbUz/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /> me and future <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">sista</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607505574180931746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl43T2Rn2VVdJRUHGewkVrUiQR4PgUdYXc2aTCt6YDktxynOoE1BcgxB9SSOdjmr10rrqOAHlfnGkdW88UmhVqdANrcrvOyVhvEz1DF4cYUNjzI38oTseww361TzhusonnzGMaBwu3GJFP/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>The W<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">oolfolks</span>, the future Ratcliffs, and the A<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">dams</span>... prom pose anyone??<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607506945890720226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2uoI-oJdboW9ziX0xWYtVPmu_J5a-zzxibLdL4OpQsTwXbSEOZ1ZIKdjCWgX9CFVQvdC6MROlyx42PxChmAvSXFaTDF5QWf2ID8SeDI6ZuKvdcTBj2NsvaPjXCb9Nesluj56N86qvjmDq/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /><br />me and my sweetie!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607508768989905026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj1yJcuGANn0Ub4j3Pesa1PodYHqLIXvpij4nfjpiAfo6vsNpooeagEN8X6wzvVOtj2OAtRWALjYlKjATUR_6kJGs5ZBghTBybTv0oLMLFkBdGD-Jw8dJoZNdqGrh8efeGR_ENRtGOTEqu/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /> Not only was this weekend our engagement party it was also Davids D4 honors banquet. My little smarty pants got 2 awards!! Most important.. the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Endodontics (sp?)</span> award which is awesome <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">bc</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">that's</span> what he wants to specialize in so that will look amazing on his applications! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">wooohooo</span>!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>He is so cute! love him!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607509997198291074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7AJAPhGR5f11cPuzWN2359cJfnj3Y5mqDCF02IJeC2hiylzwTQJ_fg-7Mxk130ygZeWhv6XKyTnDvSvKTa4h6abVZo3Um1_MYfKYBWLr5u6Rf1k1o9UshoxvrPGRgxveEQUtvenxUI4w/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /> Well that is all for tonight! sweet dreams blog world.. see ya again soon! And I'm sorry about the nothing being centered right.. no blog fairy yet.. still waiting ;)</div></div></div></div><br /></div>jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-4162619526154822112011-05-05T19:22:00.000-07:002011-05-05T19:34:04.075-07:00thursday mursday...I keep hoping that one day ill log into my blog and the "blog fairy" will have magically made it look amazing.. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'm</span> still waiting. And whats up with this spellcheck sometimes its like "nope.. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haha</span>.. not today <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jessica</span>.. your bad spelling will stay!" thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">blogspot</span>.. thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">a lot</span>. Anyway.. I'll figure all this out one day. In the meantime I am sorry if my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">grammar</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">isn't</span> correct (dad!). Those of you that really know me understand that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">English</span> (mainly spelling) has never been my strong point. This coming weekend David and I are heading into enemy territory (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">GTHOM</span>) to see some of our dear friends tie the knot!! We are both super excited for Blake and Kristina! Can't wait to see everyone and just have a fun weekend with friends! peace out blog world..jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-4221931512195149022011-05-02T18:50:00.000-07:002011-05-02T20:04:44.427-07:00Weekend Recap...This weekend David and I went to Starkville for engagement pictures. When I thought about what the photos would look like this is what came to mind...<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602304064644487506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR0A_BNNNGyKnpXIpEzchViOZKXuhzCZJ39eDKneK3_55OWQnxGocem4K8EJPb2ePtMwqi2SRHdLmQhlrYgnZ-5paOoVRLxTrA2iN5Vwj6nbFE16iw-58TwNiBPqrYA6tdKRRncn955jQj/s320/nick+and+jessica.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>or even this...<br /></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602304302668343682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09VJvNDXHKF8-rbvK3qUSLeu-kcDtFsRhvmY5Sx3V4tkABeQn3vzjjz6aO3sNAYp7sohWceRZyTdaDV6pzr0EDOnyMxa_WZxGhCJIbSG1gQeqN0IERb6BKRlOa9mHUjaTEr8oke5DHFOu/s320/will+and+kate.jpg" border="0" />However, when you are in the moment and the photographers (who were amazing! David and I are just retarded when it comes to making a staged photo look natural) are telling you to look at each other and act like you love each other it's a little weird. "Just look at each other and talk" they say... hmm... (David and I looking at each other) "how about them dawgs?" "Did you know the sky is blue?" "O really thats amazing". Let me tell ya, our conversations were amazing. Needless to say throughout the fake laughing and gazing into each others eyes this is how I felt the pictures turned out when it was over...<br /></p><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602305260973218338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkrvAAEsS1vfSWbkRlmr62gY35sMDfBR0EE7OitO4ZBR-shHqiIYSIA4uMGF842xPUXyL5ZpnPW_aDODoo97HcKX72swo8ELF5R07Xa4xH6rix7JZEK9DO4Lxp45pbnj73omUR-1d4jvO/s320/engagement.jpg" border="0" />So only time will tell and I will post the outcome. I have faith that Laura can turn our awkwardness into something beautiful. While we were in town we got to spend a little time with my wild nieces. This is a typical phone conversation I have with both Izzy and Kendall...<br /></p><br /><br /><p>Me: "hey Izz"</p><br /><p>Izzy: "Where's Dabid (David in izzy talk)"</p><br /><p>Me: "Umm Izz its Aunt Jssica what are you doing?"</p><br /><p>Izzy: "nothing... where's Dabid?"</p><br /><p>Me: "He is not here. Dont you want to talk to me?"</p><br /><p>Izzy: "Umm.. but where is he? I want to talk to Dabid"</p><br /><p>And this continues until she finally just throws the phone down.. then kendall picks up and its like the same convo.. they are obsessed with him and I'm highly jealous. What did he do that was so awesome? geez.. I need the secret! David has a way with kids though.. we will be at flag island on the river and he will find the only kid out of 100 old drunk people and play with them. I have to say its pretty sweet.. he will be a good daddy one day! On to something a little more serious.. sunday was my mothers family memorial. The church is located right outside of Mantee, Ms which is right next to Cumberland, Ms. A lot of people may not know that this area of the state was also hit hard by the tornados last week. We decided to ride through the area and my heart just broke. They are not getting the help they need. I know that it is not as bad as places like Smithville or Alabama but there were several homes destroyed and the entire East Webster School was demolished. My dad works for 4-county electric power and he has worked non-stop for the last week along with all his linemen and they need help! So please pray that FEMA will come to the rescue. It's in the Lords hands.. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602315823981282450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhip-fyatXwuULcwZVZLNXcyUFi8-f90AjobKXZC1V_4WRCmsYcuXXnTCwPETneL_olHbETRxqblAZG5UHuOLJq2YaFFhIphSv1A7KTioerzhAwvcq9fatACb_qll6GbxXb-1eYUMt0uJkP/s320/east+webster.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602316188107609810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9eBZSdp59kYK8Ne1I5i1qr9vRE4bI1CMN3Lx_VWuX9lWgHevsBUtNfpT_OVTpC8-OTUaXlKvnxWBT80sVfw4I6k62q3Sdav1cYFqYKmKZBWe4IiY9KjE7MwhnVBqXIKHyOAFS4taDUCf/s320/webster.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602316012107073154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOPE7JOuIvKrGSC_R_19yhdl7gtpD0luFC-9F6uOIrTbH2FjU09E9LyvX8C6zIjDx9kVFB0bSHh0KsIOAB4VeKTIIijhPbr-aGC4y_BVIDLUA94ttkGKrhO_h1hn_C4IT1nDnzOXVlKxbC/s320/east+webster2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-46841701186020005892011-04-26T18:53:00.000-07:002011-04-26T19:23:16.483-07:00Glee and Elephants...<div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKfNj6VNIF3onxuJ_Po0Icq8aWA4WHgCrG8pze9oBteNFyVXpeF3bNvotP8heoSh_ClbFNNWulwKnus6-ieIfAxXVhS5u9FBdvA7XBteiOboFPbhNh9UXtOKQNZ3qUoQB_lqii6sHvxY6m/s1600/waterforelephants.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600078284977785794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKfNj6VNIF3onxuJ_Po0Icq8aWA4WHgCrG8pze9oBteNFyVXpeF3bNvotP8heoSh_ClbFNNWulwKnus6-ieIfAxXVhS5u9FBdvA7XBteiOboFPbhNh9UXtOKQNZ3qUoQB_lqii6sHvxY6m/s320/waterforelephants.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Friday night David and I went to see Water for Elephants. I had just finished the book like 30 minutes before we went and here is my "critics" opinion.. the book was great minus the language and a few things about a 1930s circus I could have gone without knowing BUT.. the love story was amazing! When I found out that Rob Pattinson was the leading man in the movie thats what drove me to want to read it.. any book where I can picture him as the character I'm all about it (im a twilight fan). I mean can you blame me? (look at him) ;)</div><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600078440772168114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfkh6EpteihX_tJLdG2Ee0ah-5PPpCg5-170BxC-uXEBpZKRn6fIX6hkleoXwiYZ9jt7amrbvleRVKdC9f0xBGsOwmrgCMLJg7KqFON1AKFHV2Jiokj8s83Dmi89KthoKgYlFIvEXieuc/s320/robert-pattinson-water-for-elephants-set-pic-2.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div><br /><br /><p>Anyway.. on to the movie.. AMAZING! I loved it.. David thought it was "gay" if there is not guns or blood its "gay". Which means any girl would love it too! The story is just so good and if you like "Edward" you will love "Jacob". Totally recommend it the next time you head out to the movies. My next critics choice.. "Something Borrowed" reviews to come.. </p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600081320453636242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6S9LULG10dGUcvYKpXonAjFV4XEIc-mA_5DveQNdlbI_0xqjImc9rO-wdwIg21-B2DFVFNTXCFu9rchaGtzWs4EzPClI6IHy4vXNBnGty8h3C6xXlNqOL-saxn-ey4jSizP9WNAcH5Fp2/s320/GLEE-1.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p>So I was browsing through my netflix instant streaming and I came across Glee. Ive heard so much about it being this awesome show so I decided to see for myself. I will say this.. the singing scenes are great.. i love it. BUT.. Glee is not for me. Teen pregnancy, sex, adultry, drugs etc.. I just cant do it. not hating on those who like it just not a "gleek". </p>jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-8837435388336059122011-04-25T17:55:00.000-07:002011-04-25T18:21:32.124-07:00a case of the mondays..<div>Happy Monday everybody.. I'm truly feeling it today.. its oh about 8:00 and I'm headed off to bed. I need to be studying but at this point my brain couldn't possibly absorb it so I'm plan on getting up bright and early and hitting the books before work. Hint for those who plan on returning to school one day.. working full time and school isn't a grand combo. On to better things.. yesterday was Easter and I attended church with Davids family which was wonderful, thinking about the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Resurrection</span> just blows my mind but I feel blessed to know what the Lord did for me and also to know that I get to spend eternity in His presence.. awesome. Also, yesterday was one of my oldest and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">bestest</span> friends birthday! Anna Banana <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Killingworth</span>!!!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599692815367952402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7HGwqjD8fioEu3UiMHUvooCPuZAQsURO9u_k8VOifPtu2X-wtvmOWrYRn5UDrOBgcmry7ui5DOiKTWfoKU-bPsNfdQIB4gEt4hCIC2KMZU0D1posFi0VlU3cLhC1Y3us_jGM07DlcyGo4/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /><br />Here is a little story about my best buddy a.k.a "matron of honor" (one of them at least.. i have 3) Anna found me in the seventh grade.. she claims she rescued me from a life of clarinet playing and flat out <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nerdiness</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">whatev</span>! She took me under her wing and together we made a pretty amusing pair.. sometimes our own <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">amusement</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">didn't</span> seem to funny to other people but oh well we had a good time. Now a walk down memory lane.. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Victoria</span>.. its pat.. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">incense</span>.. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">BMs</span>.. time out <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">mf</span>.. scarves in the middle of summer.. etc. I LOVE YOU Anna!!! Thanks for being an amazing friend for 20 something years :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY!<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-82952936937791211912011-04-19T17:55:00.000-07:002011-04-19T18:44:11.770-07:00hesi... and birdsToday I took the "Hesi" for the first time.. for those of you that dont know what hesi is let me explain.. in order to take boards for nursing I have to pass this booger with a 900 or better (most schools its 850.. thats Hinds trying to one up everybody.. lovely). Today I also realized why everytime I mention the word "hesi" every nurse I know cringes! AHH.. Next week is a new week and a new attempt at passing this stupid test that has officially caused me extra anxiety (like I dont already have enough on my own). Bright side (there must always be a bright side).. all nurses also say once you can pass hesi the NCLEX is a walk in the park! So I have had my pity party for the day and starting tomorrow.. hesi prep! So all those out there that have had to suffer through this agony.. I totally feel ya! Moving on... I'm pulling into my apartment and find my fern not hanging from my balcony as usual. This is a special fern because I have sat on my couch and watched 2 birds make a nest inside it. I dont know what kind of birds they are.. David would, he knows all.. we will hear a bird and he will ask "what's the bird making that noise?" my response "I'm not a bird watcher hun" or sometimes I'll just say "dove" because that's the only bird sound I know.. but he always knows what it is! its craziness. Its pretty cool tho.. they brought in all kinds of stuff for this tiny nest. Then the day came.. I looked and there was an egg! it was so cute!! So back to the reason why the fern wasn't hanging.. I rush up the stairs and into the apartment and David is sitting on the couch and I'm like "what happened to the fern?" and he says "Oh.. it fell.. and that egg broke (no concern)" GASP!!!! It was so sad.. They keep coming up and looking around for it.. tear! So advice for the day bloggers.. don't take the "hesi" (barf) and secure your ferns.. that is all :) <br /><blockquote></blockquote>jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-53091261328845127232011-04-17T18:44:00.000-07:002011-04-17T19:11:41.354-07:00One more for my first blog day...Long time no blog! I figured since this is my first blog day i would post again. I realized that when I posted about "the soon-to-be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ratcliffs</span>" I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">didn't</span> really give everyone the run down about who we are.. so here goes.. me first:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596734621212191490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEzRKtFn3ZVJqQwx3ep4TysYMPLghNRrt_RwOIRHozcp8BXKBufRLIIhwgp22f-n_E93zxswPCQmC6iPx2R-X5SaM6vPwHK4MsPfM0tUGc70P8ZilMUsDNth67lDojzcip8YuUFQ3uU65v/s320/nurse.jpg" border="0" /> I am a nurse. I promise the needles <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">aren't</span> that big (unless its penicillin). I work at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">MEA</span> medical clinic in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Flowood</span>, Ms. I love being a nurse, even if you vomit on my shoes or cough your strep or flu into my face. But for real tho.. being a nurse is a blessing that i believe God placed in my life. Not a day goes by that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">I'm</span> not touched by a patient. It really is a field that i wish even the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">squeamish</span> could experience for just one day! Now.. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">I'm</span> going to be honest.. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">MEA</span> has some stories some very strange, "i cant believe that just happened" stories but due to "big brother AKA St. Dominic" and my trusty sidekick "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">HIPPA</span>" i can not share.. however.. know this.. the whole "full moon=crazies idea" not a tall tale! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596737081270297618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwHEU-HchHa0zKFTKG5VtJ4iDyzTDOBYLcWnjglA8JgxQ0hz4zenTf-F7tfui55d58xi3m7jlrqVcEd3SPx_5uUh2Hc04dLi8XsJkjK1QBno0zN0jNCjnDVJE1Xu34aISbMK1ADfcFaL-J/s320/dentist.jpg" border="0" /> David will be graduating next month (Thank the Lord! really.. i pray and thank the Lord everyday that this time in our lives has finally arrived) from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">UMC</span> school of dentistry! He has worked so hard these last 4 years and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">I'm</span> so proud of him. He will be a resident at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">UMC</span> for the next year and in the fall will be applying to E<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">ndo</span> (root canal) schools all over the country so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">I'm</span> already crossing my fingers and sending up prayers for this next adventure. And let me tell you I too have had a rough 4 years.. I believe being with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">someone</span> in dental or medical school is just as hard as being a student yourself! he worries.. I worry. He gets mad about a test.. I get mad about a test. He cusses about a professor.. i want to cuss about a professor that I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">don't</span> even know! But we have survived!jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944185922227866162.post-37369628405543873202011-04-17T16:40:00.000-07:002011-04-17T17:34:36.889-07:00New Blogger..Well hello blog world! as you can see by my non-centered blog header i have yet to figure out how in the world to make it cute so until one of my wonderful friends enlighten me just ignore that part. So lets get to the intro.. if you don't know already i am the soon-to-be Mrs. Ratcliff! 3 months and counting and I CAN NOT WAIT! i guess the best way to get this "Ratcliff blog" started is to start from the beginning... <br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596702855635082034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgry5GWz3pwNtxCCp8XekqJVzctXr6GZ03-QBFxex744wXpYHa72XsWrPDWZ2JvkItSawn_ohw3Quq9cBndR1kkg33dryqZ2x7p6ihyphenhyphenh6xfoKJOvyybJMSVsqEyAPwYFhu3hVRzfiJSn_Ap/s320/jc+029.JPG" border="0" />This is my honey.. Charles David Ratcliff.. isn't he just a cutie! I'm pretty fond of him. To the mushy stuff... As i sat at this "classy" joint in Starkville... </p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596704128361666274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 73px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRR58f03cE6tQYUrs8HPgooXZndP6julS9le4qbuQFnI33UuZgS5do041l0VWYZaktM0acX4Uwj0yKQ-NyOFr9KcxiQ6aCiMSm2zeYnhFuDjN_PMfxiEsnckedbABdftnT3doKnT6DwqzY/s320/ricks" border="0" /></p>(umm.. yes that's ricks people.. it was new years and in Starkville that holiday isn't too happenin! it was our only option) Anyway.. back to the romance.. so I'm sitting there talking to Stanton and here he comes (that being David) (and this is the point when i HAVE to meet him). I know you are all probably thinking we meet and hangout all night and then comes the ever after.. WRONG! He says "hi.. Im David" and thats the end.. I was in shock! no small talk no "let me get your number" NOTHING! Well.. let me speed this up a bit because i could go on forever... He DOESNT get my number that night.. I hangout at Stanton's the next day with David (still not interested in me or at least not showing it).. I hangout at Stanton's the next week and get dared (because we are obviously still in jr high) to text "hey sexy" to David and i do it (i don't back down).. He texts me back.. we start hanging out.. and 4 years later we get engaged! I know you are all grabbing the tissues.. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596708777829524402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMMYH7PDr1D2La-nggRpzm3EHNhoxmeuJHr7HAwBfhDsivBA_NPzvHLebDFhtaXkbKQYabf1EfaxnI7z4UhuTY0512bzM26hBq9hB33WcQAs9xhKLEoJ3hzCYlEgbDnGIE_vnZR_TQP2mL/s320/091.JPG" border="0" />jessnic11http://www.blogger.com/profile/14643356060861920671noreply@blogger.com0