tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123943292024-03-14T02:37:18.302-07:00I have a cat named FrySauce...you got a problem with that?Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-44105875750373361892011-11-28T09:22:00.001-08:002011-11-28T09:27:55.944-08:00School is almost over...now what?I will be graduating in three weeks with my RN in nursing. It's been a long road in finally getting to this point and I'm so happy to have it done with. But I have to admit that I'm nervous now that the long road is over. Where do I go from here? I've been wanting to be a nurse for years and now that I've finally reached my goal, I'm kind of feeling stuck. What do I do now? Where do I want to live? Where do I want to work? Will I actually be a good nurse? It's a huge <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">responsibility</span> and I want to do the job well, but what if I really suck at it? What if I can't find a job? Way too many "what <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ifs</span>". It's a little scary to think of making some huge life changes in the next few months. I don't mind small changes but big ones scare me. Sometimes having too many choices is harder than having none at all. Something to think about I guess.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-51663871691926449952010-08-17T08:03:00.000-07:002010-08-17T08:30:10.281-07:00Summer funThis summer has been a busy blast! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQHa9NnQMbkE9EwVLWpykG6xvPAQoP7umlS_nnpkiqY6PChOOYHU8VyY-szWOomnR3logcXFHQc3_TAK3i4cSQr8OB0NbzLE2uXDhTYg7YCl54xWZ6VxTS7iaT6sWZY6v1o8YTUQ/s1600/Stuff+007.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506396297836480274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQHa9NnQMbkE9EwVLWpykG6xvPAQoP7umlS_nnpkiqY6PChOOYHU8VyY-szWOomnR3logcXFHQc3_TAK3i4cSQr8OB0NbzLE2uXDhTYg7YCl54xWZ6VxTS7iaT6sWZY6v1o8YTUQ/s200/Stuff+007.jpg" /></a>We <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">crammed</span> in tons of camping, my brothers came up for the 24<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> of July and we all went to Lagoon! I turned 35, completed by 2nd and 3rd triathlons and had fun with family. It was my little nieces first time at Lagoon and I think it was a hit! I love it when my family can all get together! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyp2U6n6J4zGovaTSDe8RTxy3VfKzWibmLKHyqKjt9OqSGqg1ih0JvYAH8Qa_5-PBq2PoOH3hmoqAIMCd6NGfsvV2TYMubiZHiMWCSrglCkpG2sWesqZw1dkV19CB6TKrrImFbBw/s1600/Stuff+013.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506396542154198642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyp2U6n6J4zGovaTSDe8RTxy3VfKzWibmLKHyqKjt9OqSGqg1ih0JvYAH8Qa_5-PBq2PoOH3hmoqAIMCd6NGfsvV2TYMubiZHiMWCSrglCkpG2sWesqZw1dkV19CB6TKrrImFbBw/s200/Stuff+013.jpg" /></a>We went to the parade, explored the mountains and slipped on the slip and slide. Jason made amazing food and we had a fantastic time together! Wish they all lived close so we could do this every weekend! Oh well. My littlest niece Marlowe is walking now and Aspen just started school! My how the time <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">flys</span>! They are growing up so quickly! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkii6n0s2Qq1_K-SqFiEUHzOijqvwWJmN84ynTeluVKPUi7Xp84uvxlxfxlM2ASvD7LOtqDcBCRLYyNg0AHvnQuODi8Mn-0hk_BzfNgvW_DbI5aF535FLhBcCVNM4qfL_x4ppiIA/s1600/Stuff+026.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506396937577049698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkii6n0s2Qq1_K-SqFiEUHzOijqvwWJmN84ynTeluVKPUi7Xp84uvxlxfxlM2ASvD7LOtqDcBCRLYyNg0AHvnQuODi8Mn-0hk_BzfNgvW_DbI5aF535FLhBcCVNM4qfL_x4ppiIA/s200/Stuff+026.jpg" /></a>My sister, friend Kim and I went to see Sugarland in concert and had wicked awesome seats! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9YLuu058BfXWZzTmtA7l9HIhhfX2AvBAG8RCcY6WgOO01XtPjGJ09v2-6Vt9EWVlxWf4ce_9Op5_o1-Gpl4soKRIVw2UP3kgpr4ycBygvwuorSH4GM1hRJzY-1k4AyjeTVCfXw/s1600/Stuff+041.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; 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That was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">OK</span> because their outstanding record pretty much guaranteed them an invitation to the Big Dance. It was really fun to go with my dad and watch the championship games. My parents go every year for the whole <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tournament</span> and I usually go down with my niece for the last couple of days. This year I was solo as my niece wasn't falling for the promise that the pool at the hotel would be open this year for sure. It never is and it always breaks our hearts as we stare out our hotel room window at the perfectly good pool that is just sitting there, mocking us, because it isn't open yet. One day Sunset Station I will stay at your establishment when that pool is open! Maybe I should shoot for May or June instead of early March. :) That might help a little. My Mom decided she'd had enough <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">b-ball</span> games by <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Saturday and</span> they Y had been eliminated, so I got to go in my Mom's place for free! It was awesome! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">SanDiego</span> won both the Men's and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Women's</span> championships. Anyone but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">UNLV</span> or New Mexico my family says so we were pretty happy. One funny story that happened the night I got there. Some background into the story is my parents hate the New Mexico and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">UNLV</span> basketball fans as mentioned in the "anyone but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">UNLV</span> or New Mexico" comment before, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlIf7WYINwrrlAIf-ec6Ap6G8vqXTXD09PcNdipwPp_y9fTZ3_YfjraZ9p8F0as82HvL1HBvHyY7q1LV8_43OK9iqBTszAsCa6vbMRld4A-nP9dkhWstUALFqOMZvDEyBy_7U2XA/s1600-h/Stuff+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451581527010952882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlIf7WYINwrrlAIf-ec6Ap6G8vqXTXD09PcNdipwPp_y9fTZ3_YfjraZ9p8F0as82HvL1HBvHyY7q1LV8_43OK9iqBTszAsCa6vbMRld4A-nP9dkhWstUALFqOMZvDEyBy_7U2XA/s200/Stuff+052.jpg" border="0" /></a>and this year they were pretty much surrounded by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Lobo</span> fans <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">thought</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">tournament</span>. So anyway, my dad had a feeling that he should bring some napkins with him on his way to his seat. Well the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Lobo's</span> fan that sat behind him had his feet on my dad's chair. So when my dad got over to his seat he said to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Lobo's</span> fan, "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Lobo's</span> are like dogs. You always have to clean up after them." Then he wiped off his chair and sat down. My Mom almost fainted and thought my Dad was about to get <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">beaten</span> up, but apparently the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Lobo's</span> fan was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">caught</span> off guard by my Dad's comment that he didn't even say anything back to him. I would at least have given him the finger had the shoe been on the other foot but this only goes on to prove that my Dad is awesome, a little crazy, but awesome! Who else would even of had the guts to say that? I rest my case. Love ya Dad! I left early Sunday morning to drive back home and ran into the craziest snow storm I'd ever driven in! It hit right after St George and lasted for about 3 more hours! It was crazy! Here are some pictures right outside of St George before the storm hit.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAJBbsT4Dafbnx9Utcn-oj4OnSKLlupdUNPpwjm5x-bxXv2-R9DSd5w6FtEmE4diJULBE3LLhfIO-4QT025HmiXLRArAVR37wrj8pOZZWjl6SkjmFxIYwgB_tgIRXLOEgaguNXGw/s1600-h/Stuff+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451581659413254882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAJBbsT4Dafbnx9Utcn-oj4OnSKLlupdUNPpwjm5x-bxXv2-R9DSd5w6FtEmE4diJULBE3LLhfIO-4QT025HmiXLRArAVR37wrj8pOZZWjl6SkjmFxIYwgB_tgIRXLOEgaguNXGw/s200/Stuff+054.jpg" border="0" /></a> The roads hadn't been plowed so the mountain passes were just covered in three or four inches of snow which made it interesting to drive in and very slippery. I passed crash after crash with tons of spin outs on the sides of the road. I'd prayed before I left and I was constantly praying as I drove that I would make it home safely and Heavenly Father was watching out for me. My car handled like a champ and I made it home safe and sound.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-6093186410116127562010-02-22T16:08:00.000-08:002010-02-22T16:22:13.313-08:00What a fun Valentines DayMy sister loves holidays and Valentines day is no exception.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3oi8bdT1SmvoW8lE7p0zXn2F3Xie-G1hQkhufL_9SioSX05irGRnb8t1WK8eEmn2f-kNGrcSqTCEz7gu1ncz_WMDK1g-8-VUGfEZfv5M2PQDvMjrA-IoawnpUGHou8RgPO3SGTQ/s1600-h/Stuff+049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441226699428941330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3oi8bdT1SmvoW8lE7p0zXn2F3Xie-G1hQkhufL_9SioSX05irGRnb8t1WK8eEmn2f-kNGrcSqTCEz7gu1ncz_WMDK1g-8-VUGfEZfv5M2PQDvMjrA-IoawnpUGHou8RgPO3SGTQ/s200/Stuff+049.jpg" border="0" /></a> The house <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">gets</span> decorated and lights get put up and she always makes her super fantastic Valentines dinner! This lady goes all out! We devoured strawberry <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">daiquiris</span> (sans alcohol of course) shrimp, a strawberry and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">spinach</span> salad and a fabulous main course. This year it was steak! Yeah, meat! For desert she has my favorite, chocolate dipped strawberries! It's a <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2JTEUvkcwQdiTxZtaWint7sUTnMFNtmUbO5h4M07ywCrXpfSJi_h7_jl4tafSybNxMJOz3gf5_NuH4QtQ6btc1tokshQZ59_lHdNJujyqToO4Ohvzr1AOCPLinqRHHaFXOj6GA/s1600-h/Stuff+050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441226934533064450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2JTEUvkcwQdiTxZtaWint7sUTnMFNtmUbO5h4M07ywCrXpfSJi_h7_jl4tafSybNxMJOz3gf5_NuH4QtQ6btc1tokshQZ59_lHdNJujyqToO4Ohvzr1AOCPLinqRHHaFXOj6GA/s200/Stuff+050.jpg" border="0" /></a>little bit of heaven her on earth! Who needs a valentine when you have an awesome sister like I do!? Well...it wouldn't hurt. Maybe next year. :) Hope you all had a fantastic Valentines day and got to spend it with those you love like I did.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-73143303027605435152010-02-02T17:10:00.000-08:002010-02-03T17:45:19.919-08:00Dreaming of a Green Christmas!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ9rP6AIYtj4mb3YhhR5uEI2bSjMC985PT77vI5ONob1Evvqm2BWtQTbmGOP-CzZIduKWRbBvvRKm4sotnvBM1TQYgF2kqkbCpmUeGU4pSSyM2htRTBLQoHvAhdwlApQrDNdjoLA/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434057381248934018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ9rP6AIYtj4mb3YhhR5uEI2bSjMC985PT77vI5ONob1Evvqm2BWtQTbmGOP-CzZIduKWRbBvvRKm4sotnvBM1TQYgF2kqkbCpmUeGU4pSSyM2htRTBLQoHvAhdwlApQrDNdjoLA/s200/IMG_1259.JPG" /></a>Almost every year for Christmas, the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Leffler</span> family finds themselves gathering together in Phoenix to celebrate. We pretty much do the same things over and over again, but I love it. We had a new addition to the family again this year as Joe and Teri welcomed their third daughter named Marlowe in August. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpIR0BU-dw270yAg2GJDCU_Y8MeDkQ2ngSHWGMiFCSclPPvxaqQGDzD2uIVzrOfRiYRsPUFR5U86UJnraCVC4fGtCJoHFNXq-wC3OZWuuQoIP7mR4lq3Iy1rZvH0GLAYB5z0Do-w/s1600-h/Stuff+032.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434056929239823474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpIR0BU-dw270yAg2GJDCU_Y8MeDkQ2ngSHWGMiFCSclPPvxaqQGDzD2uIVzrOfRiYRsPUFR5U86UJnraCVC4fGtCJoHFNXq-wC3OZWuuQoIP7mR4lq3Iy1rZvH0GLAYB5z0Do-w/s200/Stuff+032.jpg" /></a>Here she is in all her naked splendor! Check out those rolls! Yep, she's a Leffler alright. You just can't miss their first Christmas so me and the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Grossmans</span> decided to pack things up and head on down to Phoenix! This year I flew down, when normally I drive with my sister and her family, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WnHFLhyphenhyphenz7LmkofS16Df_nS3DV7kWIceFLWGrpp7a6mP229NqaHFWbvO_6XuplRewjuGHs-T7XRvza-PM5L-Ry1wFonlOTvWY97eA0eyYjmycd98QlnbJVv5j7orBotSW-lax5g/s1600-h/Stuff+011.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434057518598274130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WnHFLhyphenhyphenz7LmkofS16Df_nS3DV7kWIceFLWGrpp7a6mP229NqaHFWbvO_6XuplRewjuGHs-T7XRvza-PM5L-Ry1wFonlOTvWY97eA0eyYjmycd98QlnbJVv5j7orBotSW-lax5g/s200/Stuff+011.jpg" /></a>but I couldn't take very much vacation time so flying was the best option. Anyway, my sister and her family always bring an extra cooler to fill up with snow when they hit Flagstaff and bring it into the valley so the little girls can have a snowball fight! They brought two <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCXB3z08O3TVwRgKaN1uRAWgnNqAd4U1YBznijEp-S0U6n53DOjNYIWHVG14EUew_Zo4Uleqd0WfCQ6TdWbqdwWBJQDtslIOtTISSc7F9dHqA62JjYjO-UfDVk05A3XCstFlSuKA/s1600-h/Stuff+005.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434057787580978930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCXB3z08O3TVwRgKaN1uRAWgnNqAd4U1YBznijEp-S0U6n53DOjNYIWHVG14EUew_Zo4Uleqd0WfCQ6TdWbqdwWBJQDtslIOtTISSc7F9dHqA62JjYjO-UfDVk05A3XCstFlSuKA/s200/Stuff+005.jpg" /></a>coolers this year so they had ton's of snow. It's always fun to run around the back yard surrounded by orange trees, throwing snow at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">each other</span>! It's great fun and the little girls love it. Christmas morning we woke up early and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">opened</span> presents. I got Jason a Colt's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Snuggie</span> that he LOVES!!! I'm pretty sure the reason why the Colts made it to the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Super Bowl</span> is because I bought <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjqJNr66s0K_XJzbanQu4W573LZAOV4ma7h4d0xwSSPpTw9fj8l2qkVJNxPUzzh3pvLXWpdJV1j6l0djW5FLxcRHzWINN6SWgTB1Q43gNW7YVF1rQeyAz5_Q0vqMCkX8jXttYGxA/s1600-h/Stuff+013.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434057968898885442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjqJNr66s0K_XJzbanQu4W573LZAOV4ma7h4d0xwSSPpTw9fj8l2qkVJNxPUzzh3pvLXWpdJV1j6l0djW5FLxcRHzWINN6SWgTB1Q43gNW7YVF1rQeyAz5_Q0vqMCkX8jXttYGxA/s200/Stuff+013.jpg" /></a>him that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Snuggie</span>! We all had fun opening presents and we all got a bunch of good stuff. Santa was very good to us, again. Thanks Mom and Dad! We had our big <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIzbIT5-IJ_jaSP4rDnPrwVPoZ4D3DRXtpaVxKVbcAoyl-7FNRRGCjwRaI3MvofO68glECtL4fnyJUBbJJzoWywzeyaux81ZwL6JnCKksvpVGa-vOFlWAk0D9eqD6j3TMPJjP79A/s1600-h/Stuff+031.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434058330870785298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIzbIT5-IJ_jaSP4rDnPrwVPoZ4D3DRXtpaVxKVbcAoyl-7FNRRGCjwRaI3MvofO68glECtL4fnyJUBbJJzoWywzeyaux81ZwL6JnCKksvpVGa-vOFlWAk0D9eqD6j3TMPJjP79A/s200/Stuff+031.jpg" /></a>Christmas breakfast that Jason whipped up. I was his sue chef, but I put milk in the scrambled eggs which is apparently a no-no. Almost got demoted for that one. :) Jason planned a scavenger hunt for the girls that had a big surprise at the end for them. He, Michelle, Chloe and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Israel</span> decorated the back yard <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnNfCpF-AUg67eQ51jDd3fOKAcSsaxr0CSNgVH0uY25v_PrZ2pNnCRUjjCjJifhZwhrvNOoPBRu36t34wBu4SY7EnFLmBsBlvI06P2y0V9oELRxXydTzo870VGxYoA2TcSRaRjg/s1600-h/Stuff+006.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434058565982066626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnNfCpF-AUg67eQ51jDd3fOKAcSsaxr0CSNgVH0uY25v_PrZ2pNnCRUjjCjJifhZwhrvNOoPBRu36t34wBu4SY7EnFLmBsBlvI06P2y0V9oELRxXydTzo870VGxYoA2TcSRaRjg/s200/Stuff+006.jpg" /></a>like a winter wonderland and put up a huge inflatable snowman. They wrote notes that they attached to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">candy canes</span>, that lead them from one clue to the next and hide them around the house and front and back yards ultimately leading them to the side of the house where Jason had wrapped up a big slide. It was hard waiting for Joey, Teri and the <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOhXiv-8PR8M2yjwQg_YC33fKuUxQmi4xLctP6fM9MBXYMMCObdkLMO_pVS0SqMeLMt-HnN3XZjdolbiKM9n4KpY6fPCFIFV_S6M-O2UuP16RroDpFpgvgxVpJTEcNDcy7xjHhIw/s1600-h/Stuff+007.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434058754628173138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOhXiv-8PR8M2yjwQg_YC33fKuUxQmi4xLctP6fM9MBXYMMCObdkLMO_pVS0SqMeLMt-HnN3XZjdolbiKM9n4KpY6fPCFIFV_S6M-O2UuP16RroDpFpgvgxVpJTEcNDcy7xjHhIw/s200/Stuff+007.jpg" /></a>Girls to come over after their Christmas morning. They finally got there and we tore into more presents then it was time for the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">scavenger</span> hunt. They were so excited going from one clue to<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssuuEpGnQDpxQD-6jArn9SY9_YDCKOPhTcZrwJOCEFsU8PLU1vjlb2PZb15bkoUERJ0Seigf7FKG2HCblCeUy7pPG2CWObmNb1oAe8M-s9OLb6DaQFKy5s44H421_6p05dxFx2w/s1600-h/Stuff+012.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434061298647426482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssuuEpGnQDpxQD-6jArn9SY9_YDCKOPhTcZrwJOCEFsU8PLU1vjlb2PZb15bkoUERJ0Seigf7FKG2HCblCeUy7pPG2CWObmNb1oAe8M-s9OLb6DaQFKy5s44H421_6p05dxFx2w/s200/Stuff+012.jpg" /></a> the next, and when they finally got to the back yard and saw the decorations they were jumping and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">squealing</span> with joy. They loved the slide and even the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">candy canes</span> were a big hit. Christmas day is usually pretty lazy. We eat, watch TV, play games, take naps and just enjoy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">each other</span>. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWNpHWMgKG1g7tbmEiv4BWvlm9hSrfW83T1oq1PwtjKjofHmy2aa1bfo4NezUNKI7oJjeZPNWykzdykiY0fMHllhGfHHdbmhmOIOEbmxocrJYyF-IR-2nEQK_7aNqy4GDD3yG_yg/s1600-h/Stuff+009.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434061445612284562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWNpHWMgKG1g7tbmEiv4BWvlm9hSrfW83T1oq1PwtjKjofHmy2aa1bfo4NezUNKI7oJjeZPNWykzdykiY0fMHllhGfHHdbmhmOIOEbmxocrJYyF-IR-2nEQK_7aNqy4GDD3yG_yg/s200/Stuff+009.jpg" /></a>Joey told us about their Christmas morning and it was great. Aspen and Paisley had asked for new bikes from Santa so they got them the bikes with their other toys, but they hid the bikes out on their back patio and pulled the drapes so the girls couldn't see them when they first walked <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIecQyLQSNuakWya2bZObEMVMvfid3tJNwyzCA5k429L9F6_FK005c8ljoshEBOw6cUDKxkrXpSbhdpgCPq92iDb67zk2bomeEghkiA1_R_giMafDaJUr8CHp8wNT7yxQRj3irg/s1600-h/Stuff+026.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434061686103631698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIecQyLQSNuakWya2bZObEMVMvfid3tJNwyzCA5k429L9F6_FK005c8ljoshEBOw6cUDKxkrXpSbhdpgCPq92iDb67zk2bomeEghkiA1_R_giMafDaJUr8CHp8wNT7yxQRj3irg/s200/Stuff+026.jpg" /></a>out into their living room to look at their toys. But they did put helmets out for the girls to see. So after the girls had opened most of their presents Joey and Teri started asking the girls why they think Santa gave them helmets. They started to think for a second and then Teri asked <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfUsE-T3UxZq-oXiZVr1H-Kr0YDlN_FiyqvVFnPuLqHixBA_ktoDO4KpjOKJLNzgge52ZgKMqycLR0w8LbBUeZ-K0wuqx_cCHOtq-DyvQt9CRHiT6I6JJ0J0YPOpq5cmPPFL2CRA/s1600-h/Stuff+038.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434062264853765042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfUsE-T3UxZq-oXiZVr1H-Kr0YDlN_FiyqvVFnPuLqHixBA_ktoDO4KpjOKJLNzgge52ZgKMqycLR0w8LbBUeZ-K0wuqx_cCHOtq-DyvQt9CRHiT6I6JJ0J0YPOpq5cmPPFL2CRA/s200/Stuff+038.jpg" /></a>Aspen to open the drapes to let in some sunshine. When she opened them she didn't really look outside so Teri had to say look outside. Aspen finally saw the bikes and let out a big gasp, then Paisley saw them and ran over to the window. Paisley pointed at them and said<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOqeDbjVN1GXr4cSegopuajJlGFGysj5Kw8v6WrC8lXdbsUqjOU0BmwUslO2aYAWXC5rYXQTWbOCAPnLTzFTCrXhLxFLmCYul7bm2nBbOeY-FdJf8yWupERukAClti0ki2sT18w/s1600-h/Stuff+044.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434062596506190194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOqeDbjVN1GXr4cSegopuajJlGFGysj5Kw8v6WrC8lXdbsUqjOU0BmwUslO2aYAWXC5rYXQTWbOCAPnLTzFTCrXhLxFLmCYul7bm2nBbOeY-FdJf8yWupERukAClti0ki2sT18w/s200/Stuff+044.jpg" /></a> "I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">gotted</span> a bike, Mama!" and started jumping up and down and clapping her hands. Aspen started in on the jumping too, then Paisley ran over and grabbed her helmet and put it on! Aspen was still kind of confused but Paisley was ready to ride! Joey <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF8qrtgNgs7UJolsSeb33yECxPkPgF5Rg95Skclf1849KwzaXjMAVE42-GuOb2Nym3Ox-NnRc2sTRCddALUNlWwj1PVfFBkXSqfHh8GBG5imPLDC8NCskePXqCULVX5pVc6FKJNA/s1600-h/Stuff+028.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434061875766270930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF8qrtgNgs7UJolsSeb33yECxPkPgF5Rg95Skclf1849KwzaXjMAVE42-GuOb2Nym3Ox-NnRc2sTRCddALUNlWwj1PVfFBkXSqfHh8GBG5imPLDC8NCskePXqCULVX5pVc6FKJNA/s200/Stuff+028.jpg" /></a>recorded the whole event on their camera and showed it to us. I've got to get a copy of that because it was the cutest thing I've ever seen! There's nothing like watching Christmas through a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">child's</span> eyes. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMLenurPvk142LWgMFM2aZqVNWHXxnIH3TMTHIAlK8TTBrrRHqOQN7FRbfBxmNrttwRb9em0ZGa3lwPRWgVvYnGp6VEAxX_nA5cCxv4VOq1HKqfoGEDpW5Pk8SvoLlO8-yl_XNHw/s1600-h/Stuff+030.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434062056910680498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMLenurPvk142LWgMFM2aZqVNWHXxnIH3TMTHIAlK8TTBrrRHqOQN7FRbfBxmNrttwRb9em0ZGa3lwPRWgVvYnGp6VEAxX_nA5cCxv4VOq1HKqfoGEDpW5Pk8SvoLlO8-yl_XNHw/s200/Stuff+030.jpg" /></a>Everything is so exciting and new and just plain magical. Nothing beats it. The whole trip was so much fun but way too short. It was sad when it ended but that just makes me even more excited for next year!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-3793724817338703292010-01-20T21:30:00.000-08:002010-01-20T21:32:53.384-08:00My Nieces are cuter than yours!I'm pretty sure you'll never find cuter kids than my nieces! Go ahead, I dare ya to give it a try! Love ya, Chloe, Aspen, Paisley and Marlowe!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-87298168096362474222009-12-21T09:31:00.000-08:002009-12-21T10:42:56.625-08:00Family Fun and Cougar Wins!Thought I'd catch up my blog with everything that's happened this last month. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2I7v6O64paGlt7xlcU5VlCl6IufhH0jT6P0vWPyh2erjlPLyTp1tUQBEJStv5FBoOq6Hfy1_aR6Vb8hk9FoOKcgXc763j8UkxCnBrUSSanSBDVwMPdb8eh61P2KPlPgFz3yH2zA/s1600-h/Stuff+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417755546466461234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2I7v6O64paGlt7xlcU5VlCl6IufhH0jT6P0vWPyh2erjlPLyTp1tUQBEJStv5FBoOq6Hfy1_aR6Vb8hk9FoOKcgXc763j8UkxCnBrUSSanSBDVwMPdb8eh61P2KPlPgFz3yH2zA/s200/Stuff+040.jpg" border="0" /></a>This is a long one, just to warn you. Thanksgiving this year was a little more low key than normal. My little brother and his family couldn't make it up so we didn't have any little kids to play with but it was still a bunch of fun. My big brother Jason made the long drive up and it was so much fun to see him! He came up a week early to go to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BYU</span>/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">AirForce</span> game <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDRnLXmqU9rzbmqmTDNIWRGVDwQr7-8NP1XWo2umrQwJL61G8vAaY-Siag7kr6mVuZFqmN-lr3FR_rCsfgrHJkpZi_l492LMJYAdkC7iQLPLKD7h4g-f8acJEe1Q5_TYpA1S2Qg/s1600-h/Stuff+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417755683586391746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDRnLXmqU9rzbmqmTDNIWRGVDwQr7-8NP1XWo2umrQwJL61G8vAaY-Siag7kr6mVuZFqmN-lr3FR_rCsfgrHJkpZi_l492LMJYAdkC7iQLPLKD7h4g-f8acJEe1Q5_TYpA1S2Qg/s200/Stuff+041.jpg" border="0" /></a>with me and he was a good luck charm because they won! We lucked out with getting a win but it turned out to be the coldest game day of the year! It was FREEZING!!!! We all had on about 5 layers of clothing then we wrapped up in blankets, hats scarves and gloves. That worked until the sun went down then it just got colder and colder by the second. We stuck it out for most of the game but did end up leaving early so we could thaw out. We still had a really great time. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP_TWNxLg20OeLHqDPwKKmkHAwKaWOZI6DEjMj-hr1-3bo-uY2r65PbTldUgB2hd-ab_Q3eq-dpZrOuvpgcTtoKgEIhLOy8TExJXnaDVs2YyDYGAQp8IscMiQwAFRfyXRP3YtDSQ/s1600-h/Stuff+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756036555462930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP_TWNxLg20OeLHqDPwKKmkHAwKaWOZI6DEjMj-hr1-3bo-uY2r65PbTldUgB2hd-ab_Q3eq-dpZrOuvpgcTtoKgEIhLOy8TExJXnaDVs2YyDYGAQp8IscMiQwAFRfyXRP3YtDSQ/s200/Stuff+036.jpg" border="0" /></a>We ended the day by eating dinner at Famous Dave's. They have the best BBQ! It was a great day! My Mom treated me and my sister to a girls night out and bought us tickets to Bravo Broadway, that played at the Utah <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Symphony</span>. It had three <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Broadway</span> singers that took turns singing well known <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Broadway</span> hits. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcxGZBXeJM2DhT08RpakumCdAi6krOINdmGjFlx8BvVIqzP5Mp236IyFYL7URKLNIrkMvTUzI4PrXeLPTOftKKoZ725i28E9iSehYHZKGKIxn7f6XMEkdPtDpdjzCSVHRWBvNtA/s1600-h/Stuff+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756761532014370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcxGZBXeJM2DhT08RpakumCdAi6krOINdmGjFlx8BvVIqzP5Mp236IyFYL7URKLNIrkMvTUzI4PrXeLPTOftKKoZ725i28E9iSehYHZKGKIxn7f6XMEkdPtDpdjzCSVHRWBvNtA/s200/Stuff+045.jpg" border="0" /></a>It was one of the best nights ever! We had so much fun! It was over 2 1/2 hours long but the time seemed to fly by! We really hope they do put it on again next year so we can make this a girls' family tradition. Thanks Mom!!! Dad turned 66 and we had a little party for him. I love that his birthday is always around Thanksgiving so I get to spend it with him every year! Love ya Dad! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRh3Uigu4tK65Pgc8iZTtctfWMJBmJyDzszWOpLcrk_EaoUtxdLHBxQ6MAo84_ElcTgf5TZa02mwJH8_XeHHb0O_ZKhtjkiAJz20F-hJpfWxhqqkik8bynC9J3MNxaiYnwlmxElw/s1600-h/Stuff+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756934960063746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRh3Uigu4tK65Pgc8iZTtctfWMJBmJyDzszWOpLcrk_EaoUtxdLHBxQ6MAo84_ElcTgf5TZa02mwJH8_XeHHb0O_ZKhtjkiAJz20F-hJpfWxhqqkik8bynC9J3MNxaiYnwlmxElw/s200/Stuff+046.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLEzHnza1F6A08MCN_a2u4EAcS8PabkKCZP8jhi8Q0eyPfUjIcbUcnjYmPGlmf5IRWiWeJGOdjPN3ktgWQwbOkFrFfutJTqf4Nr4bBKMVvP2srfb-WHyx1mgmrbRr1i5opEg2sRw/s1600-h/Stuff+046.jpg"></a>The morning of Thanksgiving was our wards annual Turkey <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Trot</span> around the neighborhood. We had a few more people show up this year than last, which was still not as big as we'd like but I'm sure we'll get more each year we do it. It was freezing cold that morning also but we all had a great time. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOaLQsqvS74iWfriT9MGzcCNM-MvDRREx8J8imTTckloP-_kKhUxrabzJwezP_Qjzk2E16h_dejwATxkI406o6Q8OzOAcW4z_E-aF1jdOtiSgkfeiAxentx9yy1AFUqfyB0VFssw/s1600-h/Stuff+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417757161398097874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOaLQsqvS74iWfriT9MGzcCNM-MvDRREx8J8imTTckloP-_kKhUxrabzJwezP_Qjzk2E16h_dejwATxkI406o6Q8OzOAcW4z_E-aF1jdOtiSgkfeiAxentx9yy1AFUqfyB0VFssw/s200/Stuff+052.jpg" border="0" /></a>For as much food as I ate later that day, I'm really glad I got some exercise that morning. :) Jason got sick the day before Thanksgiving and ended up not even eating anything the whole day. Poor Jason! Fortunately he felt better in time for the biggest <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">rivalry</span> in college football, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">BYU</span> vs. Utah game! But unfortunately, by Dad caught his bug, so my sister went in Dad's place. Poor Dad! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHsWaFA4PNJxamRrupEqt52VZzoXqyyfB4QrTX3HeQNtWYeHGED8kYqebJzM753TrPQ3AvSob_9X5QqDpQ3hMHY5GxLe618suWbam1L3WKykom8I0_0A8kUNfiOzcE4M45gAysw/s1600-h/Stuff+063.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417757462506914002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHsWaFA4PNJxamRrupEqt52VZzoXqyyfB4QrTX3HeQNtWYeHGED8kYqebJzM753TrPQ3AvSob_9X5QqDpQ3hMHY5GxLe618suWbam1L3WKykom8I0_0A8kUNfiOzcE4M45gAysw/s200/Stuff+063.jpg" border="0" /></a>This was only the 3rd <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">BYU</span> vs. Utah game he has ever missed since he started getting tickets in the '60's. But Michelle had fun in his place. Michelle ended up sitting with me and Jason was with Mom. You couldn't have asked for a better game! The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Coogs</span> were sleeping for most of the first quarter.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQBUh-RPBmlWVIT9D4Xy6kywIcdCJypSQcZWH6-waQwKLhdnboJzdNdBnyMS3O481AEDzeTcKmq4bc7Jg2ta04i6NFdf8imIsREmfhaZC0fTD-JsbKoEHP5-dv-hjRcDxLKeiK8g/s1600-h/Stuff+060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417757859190917362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQBUh-RPBmlWVIT9D4Xy6kywIcdCJypSQcZWH6-waQwKLhdnboJzdNdBnyMS3O481AEDzeTcKmq4bc7Jg2ta04i6NFdf8imIsREmfhaZC0fTD-JsbKoEHP5-dv-hjRcDxLKeiK8g/s200/Stuff+060.jpg" border="0" /></a> It was pretty scary there for a bit. They got their first, first down with 6 minutes in the first quarter!!! Thankfully they woke up and put a bunch of points on the board. Then they fell asleep again and let the Utes slowly chip away at the lead until they ended up tying it at the end of regulation play and they had to decide it in overtime!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglmVEZWwIRVjAgvg-A3LyueW330sIDjcLKxNQwja7SL82VdxzhOVCfhMGzuPxyVYCeJAi0FWicDL4OiQYrYYXgNzW-2OgeoifKlsAUZuuS0zbPNYb0rv6UvDm5P5UIcOw_5pNEfw/s1600-h/Stuff+057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417758019694311586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglmVEZWwIRVjAgvg-A3LyueW330sIDjcLKxNQwja7SL82VdxzhOVCfhMGzuPxyVYCeJAi0FWicDL4OiQYrYYXgNzW-2OgeoifKlsAUZuuS0zbPNYb0rv6UvDm5P5UIcOw_5pNEfw/s200/Stuff+057.jpg" border="0" /></a> Talk about a nail biter!!! The Utes got the ball first and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Coogs</span> held them to a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">field goal</span>. Then it was the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Coogs</span> turn!!!! The Utes were all over the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Coogs</span> and it was third down. We needed this play to work or we'd have to settle for a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">field goal</span> to tie. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTRiIdXWVIxsGTik9NmJVuTNW0ao7_nKAPaZ-AbXotQzc8RfYh91IKmg-rbp64o-xfPCt0WCUi4d7neu2FzG5ZayH8DHi_W9u9Jb2KGfBPu_8vpaOsljLqsdXkbWLgbIJGHYrxIQ/s1600-h/Stuff+064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417758192330224610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTRiIdXWVIxsGTik9NmJVuTNW0ao7_nKAPaZ-AbXotQzc8RfYh91IKmg-rbp64o-xfPCt0WCUi4d7neu2FzG5ZayH8DHi_W9u9Jb2KGfBPu_8vpaOsljLqsdXkbWLgbIJGHYrxIQ/s200/Stuff+064.jpg" border="0" /></a>Max Hall found Andrew George in double coverage, he hit him right in the hands. George grabbed it and held on for dear life expecting to get creamed from both sides, as the two Utes were running at him from opposite directions, but they missed him! They went for the ball instead for going for the tackle and the two Utes ended up crashing into <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">each other</span> and George ran it in for the touchdown and the win!! I still get goosebumps thinking of that play!!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0xfymRSnk1q2eyo2X3CwuAA0o8AoB6f7_5dsrQXWrmDDA4oVUag4pLwYmKkrMRU3xRC14UoEFMy14EXL6-zpWvk2YPlyzjXP_RODts5dVvCdHGD93I5YBmWyJvxT6QKPr2j8Umg/s1600-h/Stuff+066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417758399236759954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0xfymRSnk1q2eyo2X3CwuAA0o8AoB6f7_5dsrQXWrmDDA4oVUag4pLwYmKkrMRU3xRC14UoEFMy14EXL6-zpWvk2YPlyzjXP_RODts5dVvCdHGD93I5YBmWyJvxT6QKPr2j8Umg/s200/Stuff+066.jpg" border="0" /></a>Tons of people stormed the field, I was too chicken and up too high, but everyone went crazy including my sister and I! We were jumping up and down and screaming like little girls! My Cougar Tail I'd bought to bring home was trampled in the excitement. We <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">cracked</span> up over finding it smashed on the floor. (That's a really long maple bar for those not in the know.) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYiEX6NZEmmfTL9iEihQjZJUVfgnTNIpNTeyeL78wAeloOSf-ZMZaYw6oiOpf1cbdTWxrgBwJ5iNW-bHf2uS1LJbs0HVeC2ljy9SJZPVvtj_J6ExJZxp0rvy8l7uTnX-IHaGyAQ/s1600-h/Stuff+069.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417759367095382914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYiEX6NZEmmfTL9iEihQjZJUVfgnTNIpNTeyeL78wAeloOSf-ZMZaYw6oiOpf1cbdTWxrgBwJ5iNW-bHf2uS1LJbs0HVeC2ljy9SJZPVvtj_J6ExJZxp0rvy8l7uTnX-IHaGyAQ/s200/Stuff+069.jpg" border="0" /></a>What a great game!!!! I love it when the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Coogs</span> smash those wimpy Utes!!! Bragging rights until next year are ours!!! You gotta love it! A few days later we went over to Winder Dairy for our annual tradition of eating hot yummy scones with honey butter! I love Winder Dairy! I love that you can still have milk delivered to your house by a Milk Man if you want! I just love it! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1sq6VwnQjVTCZvS2TbZg35xAyED9wkS8Xflv07oWcbkqq2mgjYKR5VRsJfPLJ8eeR75IAtJQ6NdB-cHyZ8hyqa_CN5YrvbphPvNUPcDu6hJP6kg9exhkAptYi9Gww4T8ljoATpg/s1600-h/Stuff+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417759549763261762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1sq6VwnQjVTCZvS2TbZg35xAyED9wkS8Xflv07oWcbkqq2mgjYKR5VRsJfPLJ8eeR75IAtJQ6NdB-cHyZ8hyqa_CN5YrvbphPvNUPcDu6hJP6kg9exhkAptYi9Gww4T8ljoATpg/s200/Stuff+071.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Winders had all decorated their houses with cute cow lights. It just isn't December without a drive down Winder Lane.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0UAewerzPSFfow0883sJOmiJoCeAWRZBGRxqJj1cQxyn2HkHNNJ_QynEEDByDKpMGqcdX_IIQcdtD4jMHL8aJKlGsFQ5PKcYve6RFtf004nzrOZqe6tTYI7EiVdiyRj-Edt-Ccw/s1600-h/Stuff+074.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417759727755231746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0UAewerzPSFfow0883sJOmiJoCeAWRZBGRxqJj1cQxyn2HkHNNJ_QynEEDByDKpMGqcdX_IIQcdtD4jMHL8aJKlGsFQ5PKcYve6RFtf004nzrOZqe6tTYI7EiVdiyRj-Edt-Ccw/s200/Stuff+074.jpg" border="0" /></a> A few week ago we got our first big snow storm and man oh man did it dump on us. We had over a foot of snow that day. We're supposed to get another big storm like that starting tonight. I'm happy about the storm because the snow had almost melted away. You gotta have a white Christmas! My dear friend Shelley found out that she had uterine cancer and had a complete hysterectomy the first week of December. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYt_bR5kVY14w9ouKCTTeInkE7D72nzP-8ybOadwG-W4i-J0bq3zs8exVqpx3oekL7zVQO7aLwLEixPcPMgY9nGVoLpZtzL8Dt0Mih5Eq_gPFJrCxS4Qc8-cDHsFBNequ3cZEUzQ/s1600-h/Stuff+077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417760111449681922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYt_bR5kVY14w9ouKCTTeInkE7D72nzP-8ybOadwG-W4i-J0bq3zs8exVqpx3oekL7zVQO7aLwLEixPcPMgY9nGVoLpZtzL8Dt0Mih5Eq_gPFJrCxS4Qc8-cDHsFBNequ3cZEUzQ/s200/Stuff+077.jpg" border="0" /></a>She is a wonderful and amazing woman! As the day of her operation approached she decided to have a "Farewell to my uterus" party. It was packed with her friends and family that love her and we all had a blast. She found out a few days ago that they got to her cancer before it had spread! Thank you Heavenly Father for watching out for my friend! I love you Shelley! My friend from work and I send out Christmas Cards every year as a joke to everyone in our office and a bunch of random people too. Here is this year's picture. Anita is the best! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieir2P2MQ-z9Czo7glCLrtKn13F79XzxrMEnuUWFqMfk6xD3D5gYl875fqPpBlOwA8331R5PgDkzrS_1Ze4KHwHFvtEAjUzOQ9JxJ_B_SaFhjzAvGIsSPv8lu6IQrvMKsX3R6ctA/s1600-h/Stuff+081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417760281896531026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieir2P2MQ-z9Czo7glCLrtKn13F79XzxrMEnuUWFqMfk6xD3D5gYl875fqPpBlOwA8331R5PgDkzrS_1Ze4KHwHFvtEAjUzOQ9JxJ_B_SaFhjzAvGIsSPv8lu6IQrvMKsX3R6ctA/s200/Stuff+081.jpg" border="0" /></a>Last but not least this weekend was a time to fit in as many get <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">together</span> as I possibly could before leaving for Phoenix. We had our Relief Society Christmas dinner, a get together with some old mission companions and a "Chocolate and Cheese" party at my place with some wonderful friends from the neighborhood. I didn't get any pictures of the last parties but rest assured we had a blast! I'm so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">grateful</span> to have such amazing and wonderful friends and family in my life to share the holidays with. You all bless my life more than you'll know! I wish you all much love and happiness and a very Merry Christmas!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-11106890939379612662009-11-02T13:33:00.000-08:002009-11-02T14:09:05.065-08:00Halloween time!Every year Halloween kicks off my favorite time of year...Fall! It's the best! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZExyHdWOLx_rMGeFl6OWjkwxYucFObBBCuVDTGlLKwdj2ldiwhgqJp5-w6iTHPxP5d_sq3a-CuCfst1uCsoPC7XbiLbTFTI3JOPlv9ZM3oFGPd2K7-oGsyWpwMy7ka8UAfFRzuQ/s1600-h/Stuff+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399627964019345122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZExyHdWOLx_rMGeFl6OWjkwxYucFObBBCuVDTGlLKwdj2ldiwhgqJp5-w6iTHPxP5d_sq3a-CuCfst1uCsoPC7XbiLbTFTI3JOPlv9ZM3oFGPd2K7-oGsyWpwMy7ka8UAfFRzuQ/s200/Stuff+003.jpg" border="0" /></a>You just can't beat this time of year. I started having a Halloween party a couple years ago. My good friends and their families come over and we play games, carve pumpkins and eat tons of food. This year we kind of skipped all the games and such and just talked all night long. The kids went off and played outside until it was too cold then they moved down stairs. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM9y3YjGF7puaKxxQTlPd2i46bP1QHkn3_3nOAi3i0Mzfe2xUqWn1LkfkKCXFHtWmPLnWTfyHwSzz1E9N4Ht7eyo7UqsXeBFnZnK-ZBEibPSJljZwTs0Pfptwda3uRABHgb5rNDQ/s1600-h/Stuff+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399628096962765906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM9y3YjGF7puaKxxQTlPd2i46bP1QHkn3_3nOAi3i0Mzfe2xUqWn1LkfkKCXFHtWmPLnWTfyHwSzz1E9N4Ht7eyo7UqsXeBFnZnK-ZBEibPSJljZwTs0Pfptwda3uRABHgb5rNDQ/s200/Stuff+005.jpg" border="0" /></a>They looked like they had fun even without the games and carving so I'll call it a success by those standards. Annette, James and family where there, along with Rachel, Alex and Judy, Jessica and her darling little ones and Hailey, Clint and their little dude. Jessica had the best adult costume by far. She came as <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhiOh6pqpkHi4b6bs-bKw4njVZQHzwV82zvHs_TqcPch3cP7HG2u04N3IL9JdtWC69mt2cNVCJCFRFt49Jdn3m0TUXWlSQUSExze9haqC3M1zUGavqqFoWXZI2cJx8bEfOot3eA/s1600-h/Stuff+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399628227761298562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhiOh6pqpkHi4b6bs-bKw4njVZQHzwV82zvHs_TqcPch3cP7HG2u04N3IL9JdtWC69mt2cNVCJCFRFt49Jdn3m0TUXWlSQUSExze9haqC3M1zUGavqqFoWXZI2cJx8bEfOot3eA/s200/Stuff+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">OctoMom</span> and Hailey's little dude Max was the best costume overall with his Lord of the Rings' Hobbit costume! He was adorable! Annette made the best food dish. She made chicken noodle soup but the noodles were in the shape of worms and she added<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG36gr9gWJ9Pu28f5-Tr1B8fUVf93dDoUFfLEzYGV3cGkEL-Z_GD_-4Lb0rwVck6-cqtaU80eqh7HwiwGmw6ne465wsq2kmrSlDqmFBUAfjdY7FLAjrwcte9pf5xkOQXSGvTwrcQ/s1600-h/Stuff+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399628399173255154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG36gr9gWJ9Pu28f5-Tr1B8fUVf93dDoUFfLEzYGV3cGkEL-Z_GD_-4Lb0rwVck6-cqtaU80eqh7HwiwGmw6ne465wsq2kmrSlDqmFBUAfjdY7FLAjrwcte9pf5xkOQXSGvTwrcQ/s200/Stuff+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> red food coloring to make the broth look bloody. It looked a little kind of nasty but tasted delicious! Way to go Net! Thanks everyone for coming over and making this year's Halloween party a blast! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprArXFPCPXSFws24yT04JVh5x4EDyzwXsrivRlNmW26C0HTw4QX76PlAoVwaiT_5xZBB90xhYFBw0N8F6Dst83A_YykmwKY7dQQ7hKSH5jErcJlGkNN-KCXZDxqcXLa6yoPJe2w/s1600-h/Stuff+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399628677046634594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprArXFPCPXSFws24yT04JVh5x4EDyzwXsrivRlNmW26C0HTw4QX76PlAoVwaiT_5xZBB90xhYFBw0N8F6Dst83A_YykmwKY7dQQ7hKSH5jErcJlGkNN-KCXZDxqcXLa6yoPJe2w/s200/Stuff+004.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Thursday before Halloween I and my parents caught a plane to Phoenix for my newest nieces blessing on Sunday, Nov 1st. We had a great time down there. My little nieces are just the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">cutest</span> little girls! My brother Jason decorated the house all spooky for them and blew up balloons to play with. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRU75LR9WzqeqKLseqDJ-RbOqmuLo7sMsAvfHBzOtFm7QX0nnYU4mKo5J2jUosHHs30RhZ6c3vOaLBVrqFL9EM2IXeB6BEz2PrBkNtMcs2VLwvcbp1kU1rGGwHs0CmUZ2gt_ZoQ/s1600-h/Stuff+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399628827161946370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRU75LR9WzqeqKLseqDJ-RbOqmuLo7sMsAvfHBzOtFm7QX0nnYU4mKo5J2jUosHHs30RhZ6c3vOaLBVrqFL9EM2IXeB6BEz2PrBkNtMcs2VLwvcbp1kU1rGGwHs0CmUZ2gt_ZoQ/s200/Stuff+014.jpg" border="0" /></a>We started watching a movie later that night and Paisley was so transfixed that instead of walking over to the couch to sit down she grabbed the closest thing possible to sit on. That turned out to be a balloon and to all<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX_xqWetsK5vbuZ6HG3LCfo6AY9Dhc6AOHQF6Mqw-LZ35ULqpsZ6vu5JRjqERPa3vk3Qq9co2vs_wapPCPtAIyf_lInHFgK1DXrQ_VRnRHkevEMsXHQcgQISCCKFsXLAUHcsw4zA/s1600-h/Stuff+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629002981915858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX_xqWetsK5vbuZ6HG3LCfo6AY9Dhc6AOHQF6Mqw-LZ35ULqpsZ6vu5JRjqERPa3vk3Qq9co2vs_wapPCPtAIyf_lInHFgK1DXrQ_VRnRHkevEMsXHQcgQISCCKFsXLAUHcsw4zA/s200/Stuff+018.jpg" border="0" /></a> of our surprise it didn't pop when she sat on it. It was so cute to see her sitting on the balloon watching a movie that I couldn't resist taking a picture. For Halloween Aspen dressed up like a Mermaid and Paisley was a Fairy Princess.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWS5jO0Ba79Zl1q1vTnw0gqpWml0NHhpvN72bspef6hlbYJaZ1ahsUwzV4hL2qAPPHAeoIXioAWWA2p4B_FigM69czOvLVb80yUQ-AjphWZ3mC774l3CT4I7b5hCzK0j1g_ETaw/s1600-h/Stuff+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629197785975586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWS5jO0Ba79Zl1q1vTnw0gqpWml0NHhpvN72bspef6hlbYJaZ1ahsUwzV4hL2qAPPHAeoIXioAWWA2p4B_FigM69czOvLVb80yUQ-AjphWZ3mC774l3CT4I7b5hCzK0j1g_ETaw/s200/Stuff+021.jpg" border="0" /></a> You had to make sure not to leave off the Princess part our you'd get in trouble for calling her just a Fairy. So cute. I got together with some friends I hadn't seen since before my mission and went out to lunch on Halloween. It was wonderful to catch up with everyone! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYABih0_rprr_9KH3JZNRn24-LdL3X0F7gDL3RCLDZen8mNuBGDF6eF-8QfYHTZtMK6sRVhgjKlRMLPeblEkZoxCHOolnqhomsFqhkwzdnT57b88JOULyljd0OaoEwF4KktgT0QQ/s1600-h/IMAGE.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629317519493938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYABih0_rprr_9KH3JZNRn24-LdL3X0F7gDL3RCLDZen8mNuBGDF6eF-8QfYHTZtMK6sRVhgjKlRMLPeblEkZoxCHOolnqhomsFqhkwzdnT57b88JOULyljd0OaoEwF4KktgT0QQ/s200/IMAGE.jpeg" border="0" /></a>I forgot my camera of all crazy things so I'll have to steal it from <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">someones</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">facebook</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">account</span> when they post it. Marlowe's blessing on Sunday was very nice. Joey got a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">choked</span> up at the end of it. He's such a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">softy</span>! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdSY4CyCIo2EtRnQwhbwK1PvtZREntaKDEQHQRDQ7yR9RWLzRvh_POaXMy-cnNqn8ON1h-57F4yzK7CzciUtocycmS_LKB9PHsY46Q8Ro1g7KjXFOVRloFYk0GdSjsng7RjBSe4g/s1600-h/Stuff+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629506858428962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdSY4CyCIo2EtRnQwhbwK1PvtZREntaKDEQHQRDQ7yR9RWLzRvh_POaXMy-cnNqn8ON1h-57F4yzK7CzciUtocycmS_LKB9PHsY46Q8Ro1g7KjXFOVRloFYk0GdSjsng7RjBSe4g/s200/Stuff+025.jpg" border="0" /></a>Teri used the same beautiful blessing dress her other daughters were blessed for Marlowe and she looked adorable of course. She doesn't quite know who <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRP258qp1yO5AMaw5QPy8HAMCeS7uePc_oqS7uxppzHYS3Iqp9fsSND7hp87i-Ua9wZfHqUtKrKl7-PCD4TGiY9BRZvv4xDM5WwBZWzYa0LX15r0OLG10HIrUwkjW6hhB558VC5Q/s1600-h/Stuff+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629679779864530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRP258qp1yO5AMaw5QPy8HAMCeS7uePc_oqS7uxppzHYS3Iqp9fsSND7hp87i-Ua9wZfHqUtKrKl7-PCD4TGiY9BRZvv4xDM5WwBZWzYa0LX15r0OLG10HIrUwkjW6hhB558VC5Q/s200/Stuff+029.jpg" border="0" /></a>I am so didn't really like it when I held her but I got a few pictures of her. Her hair is the absolute best how it sticks out all over! She is so stinking cute! My parents and I flew back to Utah this morning and I raced over to work. Another fun weekend but now it's <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9C8v_oz6kJ3lHB3qAvlc9IyL0zeZg-t844SofzSkSS28VkF8N3Aa5Gj21Ecz4VGi_scwcTPOtm2bKzupWAleEXkfM3RhGhuf5lFprP94HTV9rYCW0PF0baPLWieNtUfxhQuk0A/s1600-h/Stuff+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629833129746354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9C8v_oz6kJ3lHB3qAvlc9IyL0zeZg-t844SofzSkSS28VkF8N3Aa5Gj21Ecz4VGi_scwcTPOtm2bKzupWAleEXkfM3RhGhuf5lFprP94HTV9rYCW0PF0baPLWieNtUfxhQuk0A/s200/Stuff+031.jpg" border="0" /></a>back to business. Hope you all had a Happy Halloween!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-20116433836741397562009-10-15T16:35:00.001-07:002009-10-15T20:51:45.533-07:00Behold, the power of cheese!Went to Melting Pot with my Mom and Dad the other day and it was delicious! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkORRumuk3uJwQNmdW3D-4-M3mgJfmJm6mFM-uLAzRkFLtv_5nqwF-Cx8oEC3ZQuD2hq9XFvZKDvIVnUUbFclxVuzBiIR-pj4IyAl9pB3KqYJMpl0Vb4flg58-o_vpdDwqec2bA/s1600-h/Stuff+042.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993411746237442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkORRumuk3uJwQNmdW3D-4-M3mgJfmJm6mFM-uLAzRkFLtv_5nqwF-Cx8oEC3ZQuD2hq9XFvZKDvIVnUUbFclxVuzBiIR-pj4IyAl9pB3KqYJMpl0Vb4flg58-o_vpdDwqec2bA/s200/Stuff+042.jpg" /></a>For those not in the know, the Melting Pot is a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fondue</span> place in downtown <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">SLC</span></span></span></span>. It has tons of different types of fondue, some cheese, some chocolate and then there are some broth fondue's that you cook your meat in at your table. So cool. This was our chocolate desert. I'm drooling just looking at it. For our <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">appetizers</span> we had cheese fondue with veggies, bread and fruit to dip in it. I'd forgotten how cheese can make everything taste like heaven! I was grabbing anything I could get my hands on just to make sure I could dip SOMETHING in the cheese...a penny, breath mint, anything! I couldn't spoon that stuff into my mouth fast enough! While we were eating I couldn't help remember back to when I was a little kid. My parents were <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh5XC9qR2QmEDY9Ko_JG-mWX8nve11jBjpjzW0boBzQgJiyClnGKV5FjZlHZwt3xLj6eRf2JYUarKuR1c7QnZifUDW0c4bJflbMg0ivURPwjY7rdp0zkNmmNT-n18GvWVFQTxW1g/s1600-h/Stuff+043.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392994303934294082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh5XC9qR2QmEDY9Ko_JG-mWX8nve11jBjpjzW0boBzQgJiyClnGKV5FjZlHZwt3xLj6eRf2JYUarKuR1c7QnZifUDW0c4bJflbMg0ivURPwjY7rdp0zkNmmNT-n18GvWVFQTxW1g/s200/Stuff+043.jpg" /></a>always trying to make us be healthy by torturing us with "green, leafy veggies". I despised them. Especially <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">brussel</span></span></span></span> sprouts, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">spinach</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">lima</span></span></span></span> beans (I get that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">lima</span></span></span></span> beans are technically a "bean" but they are so odious to the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">taste buds</span> that I have always lumped them in this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">category</span>. Plus, their green so it kind of works.) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVO_gOrv938RHj_Zv7y-YPd5zFir4IfXiqs1L7QB3zb3q-8GsGfj-cEpuxB7M00JU_Su1K_i_nIcZX-ot3zxWn3tr9qNXwtQbdCWMs8b4nhW3NFLNttkaqsRyov66Dy5rn07R8NQ/s1600-h/Stuff+044.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392994467741399650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVO_gOrv938RHj_Zv7y-YPd5zFir4IfXiqs1L7QB3zb3q-8GsGfj-cEpuxB7M00JU_Su1K_i_nIcZX-ot3zxWn3tr9qNXwtQbdCWMs8b4nhW3NFLNttkaqsRyov66Dy5rn07R8NQ/s200/Stuff+044.jpg" /></a>It never failed. Every night at dinner something green and leafy was placed on the table, and the war of wills would start! Michelle, was the brown nosing, oldest child and would take her heaping spoonful of glop with a smile on her face, and then pass it on to me. I'd hold onto the bowl for a few seconds and maybe stir the contents, so it looked like I was dishing it up, and then pass it right onto my brother Jason, without putting any on my plate! Jason, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">oddly</span> enough like everything green, except for peas. Go figure. But I digress. So after fooling everyone with my trickery, I'd dive into the main dish or the mashed potatoes with relish, until the bowl would get to my father, then the jig was up. My dad would look at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">everyone's</span></span></span></span> plates before dishing up his helping and would ultimately see something missing from my plate. "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zan</span></span></span></span>, did you take some veggies?" he'd ask. I'd just sit their <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">staring</span> at him like I didn't understand what he was saying. Then he'd ask again. Now you couldn't lie or you'd get spanked, so I usually had to fess up at that time, and to reward my <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKusZk749cAt9iOvMtVotb3GHxG8SPk6PiKX89zG_3tUCQ48zxFBse7aY183PHKh-tBKS-yhiE01XdHtwvl3eVSeXM3OYcE30K-hhlOu5A59-oYNTAH2VvzkQ_dIG2Fl9-e5hUQ/s1600-h/kids-hate-vegetables.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392995012344781122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKusZk749cAt9iOvMtVotb3GHxG8SPk6PiKX89zG_3tUCQ48zxFBse7aY183PHKh-tBKS-yhiE01XdHtwvl3eVSeXM3OYcE30K-hhlOu5A59-oYNTAH2VvzkQ_dIG2Fl9-e5hUQ/s200/kids-hate-vegetables.jpg" /></a>honesty, he'd dish me up a huge <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">spoonful</span> of whatever crap was being served. But that was only half the battle. He still had to get me to eat it and that's when the real war would start. The rule was you couldn't leave the table until you'd eaten everything on your plate. Normally I'd just give in and eat them but there were some nights I'd end up falling asleep at the table because I was so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">stubborn</span>. Man, I was a brat, wasn't I? But this terrible behavior did have some reward. Every now and then, taking <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pity</span> on us, dad would make a cheese sauce to pour over the greens so we'd eat them without complaint, and it worked. Ladies and Gentlemen, if a simple cheese sauce can get a brat like me to eat <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">BRUSSEL</span></span></span></span> SPROUTS without crying and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">whining</span>, you know it must be the most powerful substance on the earth! The CIA should use it in their <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">interrogations</span>! Forget water boarding, just have have someone in the room eating something smothered in cheese and tell the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">insurgent</span> that he can't have any until he spills the beans on his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">terrorist</span> organization. They'd be amazed at how fast he starts talking. :) <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mmmmm</span></span>...cheese.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-71317230887040426462009-10-05T13:31:00.000-07:002009-10-05T13:49:32.646-07:00Girls night out.This weekend was General <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Conference</span> and while the fellas went to<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-j4sGXVRUhWPXSibN2BjeGeXGRHDZ4Ymz5fuV3Y-O6ipqFlC9vCJpkEvoGj0hEoGbAaKjY5c-rlKTnYGDZaENf6UZMMVT4RppchXtduLWNMwNskbUrhvZqKw3DeDm1BkGugV41Q/s1600-h/Stuff+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389219890015595234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-j4sGXVRUhWPXSibN2BjeGeXGRHDZ4Ymz5fuV3Y-O6ipqFlC9vCJpkEvoGj0hEoGbAaKjY5c-rlKTnYGDZaENf6UZMMVT4RppchXtduLWNMwNskbUrhvZqKw3DeDm1BkGugV41Q/s200/Stuff+029.jpg" border="0" /></a> the Priesthood Session us girls got together and went shopping! Ton's of the local craft and home decorating shops have caught onto this event and have special sales just for the girls. This year we went to Ti Pan Trading Company and got some fun<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ex_YkMUfCfJF7FfBIkACXhgA10gYxKoOkAFduzcwMWstQrdHm8R_82YWpRdv1bdn7VLuij4sArSgK_J6Ms57rPC4koMoYvSwUIjc-1aQDV5AYL2nt-rINLrZj9QHL4f2opNf6Q/s1600-h/Stuff+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220046724786978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ex_YkMUfCfJF7FfBIkACXhgA10gYxKoOkAFduzcwMWstQrdHm8R_82YWpRdv1bdn7VLuij4sArSgK_J6Ms57rPC4koMoYvSwUIjc-1aQDV5AYL2nt-rINLrZj9QHL4f2opNf6Q/s200/Stuff+033.jpg" border="0" /></a> decorations than ran over to Gardner Village to check out their deals. Gardner Village is one of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">cutest</span> places to go. They have tons of little shops that they decorate for all the holidays. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL3YH-6S9yDW4rhDXOZaHVU3Xk_4iQAN1zadsVoFZix2MCXIQdWc1tlPjJTgJfXahHVD4Lm0HoB1GpjMUDfZ5UNhuGBYqNRdMbdJFrhl7WGWa43pBqoBaXXJRXnwOPb4YmfUY9vA/s1600-h/Stuff+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220195404727986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL3YH-6S9yDW4rhDXOZaHVU3Xk_4iQAN1zadsVoFZix2MCXIQdWc1tlPjJTgJfXahHVD4Lm0HoB1GpjMUDfZ5UNhuGBYqNRdMbdJFrhl7WGWa43pBqoBaXXJRXnwOPb4YmfUY9vA/s200/Stuff+039.jpg" border="0" /></a>One of the funniest things I found in one of the toy shops were these Twilight Bella and Edward dolls! I can only imagine what type of crazy nutcase fan would want to buy those dolls<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfeS5HwxKGErJ0oDvClSf2G2JuUixFI5uJp99xe-E1aPx2Q8jhh0xoH_GYZCbL7dKl7o3Yw3wKXmaIaORBobyQrkIm5RxWF8KzDuAMYx43k1uD9jzqwCm1BIoShxi2dITeI_lIZQ/s1600-h/Stuff+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220412497933986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfeS5HwxKGErJ0oDvClSf2G2JuUixFI5uJp99xe-E1aPx2Q8jhh0xoH_GYZCbL7dKl7o3Yw3wKXmaIaORBobyQrkIm5RxWF8KzDuAMYx43k1uD9jzqwCm1BIoShxi2dITeI_lIZQ/s200/Stuff+035.jpg" border="0" /></a>. Sadly enough the sales lady said they had sold tons of them. Wow! Who knew! I guess they are kind of like Barbies and I did <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwhHZm63ZOD8C8RtPtBQN-_LwXVraZICH9EY_YyxJD_Pi6cChZZoLKf8bMzPqXt8GF4O-tQz9qnUqT1mpQimY7LodfEt91QpgJFtI1CzcZ14qF5NCDHoO0RXGl_YdEjSVhZSW-A/s1600-h/Stuff+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220612279156242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwhHZm63ZOD8C8RtPtBQN-_LwXVraZICH9EY_YyxJD_Pi6cChZZoLKf8bMzPqXt8GF4O-tQz9qnUqT1mpQimY7LodfEt91QpgJFtI1CzcZ14qF5NCDHoO0RXGl_YdEjSVhZSW-A/s200/Stuff+041.jpg" border="0" /></a>have a couple of those growing up, so maybe it's not that weird. But only if your under the age of 10! We <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">took</span> some fun pictures with the witches they had scattered around. We had a blast! Too bad <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Conference</span> only comes along twice a year. :)Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-85328571736383743952009-10-05T11:55:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:40:55.582-07:00Last of Summer and Kick off of Fall!<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>So I've been a slacker and have neglected my blog these last few weeks. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFDzqpAGW0KdRq8gbuLIhDGCBfHTclXJ66_jDqJ701y2BjsZ7gaiOcxCsODqdIv3jLDo1aBh6xQfpI1dydGGmuW3nFFawycKH_OizEhf4ON-TcvS7Mklxlh-94GNajCIdqdEmXA/s1600-h/Stuff+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389199224775974850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFDzqpAGW0KdRq8gbuLIhDGCBfHTclXJ66_jDqJ701y2BjsZ7gaiOcxCsODqdIv3jLDo1aBh6xQfpI1dydGGmuW3nFFawycKH_OizEhf4ON-TcvS7Mklxlh-94GNajCIdqdEmXA/s200/Stuff+005.jpg" border="0" /></a>School is going well but is tough. I try to squeeze in as much studying as possible but still fail <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">miserably</span> at getting as much in as I'd like, but that's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">OK</span>. B's get degrees right? :) My goal is to get an A on the last 5 Unit tests I have so we'll see how it goes. These first few pictures are from our Ward <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Camp out</span> that was back in August. We had a great time there and had a pretty good turn out. It was in a little camp the church owns <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGOaNJeVWNAu4suDYo95967ZdnxJx3uwjEvYQxCu2lVgex4AVTfTm1Cg5T2pc5Ay6J3kTWx0q7eRolQJBWKEauLWB7qoRNdARCfXThSwfljnNXI5wEST1AtcpLjH2szDf9S0lLQ/s1600-h/Stuff+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389199421584702994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgGOaNJeVWNAu4suDYo95967ZdnxJx3uwjEvYQxCu2lVgex4AVTfTm1Cg5T2pc5Ay6J3kTWx0q7eRolQJBWKEauLWB7qoRNdARCfXThSwfljnNXI5wEST1AtcpLjH2szDf9S0lLQ/s200/Stuff+004.jpg" border="0" /></a>back in Midway, with a pond that has a zip line. The kids took turns riding the zip line across the lake but it always got stuck in the middle so they ended up getting to take a dunk in the lake. There was even a moose and her baby that paid us a visit, from a safe distance, thank heavens. They had <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">canoes</span> and we had some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">canoe</span> races. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPemHdGRFQryX80-tWbHeh8AmzHCNUioF8lnlpTGgUyc75sqTUhHI9VHj75ryYXY_Ax2r7I_WHZE7cA8ycG6PKQsIcMK26nddW7UES6iHMcLbPN2tK_obWr0PZyoT9lDlc1wgdQ/s1600-h/Stuff+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389199647657998930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPemHdGRFQryX80-tWbHeh8AmzHCNUioF8lnlpTGgUyc75sqTUhHI9VHj75ryYXY_Ax2r7I_WHZE7cA8ycG6PKQsIcMK26nddW7UES6iHMcLbPN2tK_obWr0PZyoT9lDlc1wgdQ/s200/Stuff+006.jpg" border="0" /></a>It was a great spot. We had a potluck for dinner one night and ton's of ward members drove up just for that and the little program around the camp fire. I made my famous chicken and veggies in a butter cream sauce. Delicious! We roasted <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">marshmallows</span> and had S<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">mores</span>, the last of the season. Everyone had a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">great time</span>. My awesome friend Kim turned <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJTJvGX2_Y04ILn43l4Cj6GaO9JGa9DeYqcKIyXEwicynOdhn9O1ZDmmq_bW34kr3CQQbtDH3m8AONpYY4aY5Kx45pe_c0N0Mc6pNMEH7R4bVHv0sjYzs0_HVmt7mGSPTpjYKzjA/s1600-h/Stuff+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389199874259322258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJTJvGX2_Y04ILn43l4Cj6GaO9JGa9DeYqcKIyXEwicynOdhn9O1ZDmmq_bW34kr3CQQbtDH3m8AONpYY4aY5Kx45pe_c0N0Mc6pNMEH7R4bVHv0sjYzs0_HVmt7mGSPTpjYKzjA/s200/Stuff+008.jpg" border="0" /></a>33 and her family threw her a fabulous birthday party at their house. Check out her cake!!! Burgers, swimming and ton's of fun! To top off the great day we even watched the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">BYU</span> vs. Oklahoma game where the mighty Y beat Oklahoma!! Take that ya <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Sooners</span>! I have to admit that win had visions of a National Championship dancing in<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrUWSHJq1BhVeso4M3zwPZ1MWmNrygRCaVTceG32yZzPKCjQGGT4SkIp2kpYQrLm2Sp8VlLaVNNuogzmnTsaHg3ZZOqyvsJ42uY8pycg5daa1stY2jqIEtXkab0li_yApnfZB3xA/s1600-h/Stuff+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389200187784885538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrUWSHJq1BhVeso4M3zwPZ1MWmNrygRCaVTceG32yZzPKCjQGGT4SkIp2kpYQrLm2Sp8VlLaVNNuogzmnTsaHg3ZZOqyvsJ42uY8pycg5daa1stY2jqIEtXkab0li_yApnfZB3xA/s200/Stuff+013.jpg" border="0" /></a> my head. Those visions ended just a few weeks later when the Coogs met up with Florida St, but it was good while it lasted. Happy Birthday Kim! Love ya! Sept 10<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> was a day I look forward to every year. It's not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">exactly</span> because of the date but because that is when the State Fair is here!!! I love the Fair. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd2f9RW8MyHSNiTFcpvhv9stDMQVbY4_o34aS1q2oR-PfQpGpt82tkJ5H9V3ZaYI4Yx1F7dvhiBiQmsZ1tQgykApCdc3e3Cq523xsuxTDKMa-Sdn5T9YewNVZyfZRHTx9RmAFxsg/s1600-h/Stuff+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389200385042765650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd2f9RW8MyHSNiTFcpvhv9stDMQVbY4_o34aS1q2oR-PfQpGpt82tkJ5H9V3ZaYI4Yx1F7dvhiBiQmsZ1tQgykApCdc3e3Cq523xsuxTDKMa-Sdn5T9YewNVZyfZRHTx9RmAFxsg/s200/Stuff+014.jpg" border="0" /></a>It's just plain luck that my office is within walking distance from the fair grounds so a friend and I have made a tradition over the past few years of going to the fair for lunch. It's the one time a year that I have to eat a giant corn dog, no exceptions and just about everything else there. This year I had the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">corn dog</span>, half of a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Phillie</span> cheese steak sandwich and part of the strawberry smothered "Elephants ear"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGodISx7PzWfT_8rSytrHcNlaLwgY-IanBD-5aEZebi7oEtkCqe8Fl1xmw-0gPCAZ6OMuwpGpSTc2anHy2CkKUpxO0aAI_yMIInW1uVtbTMZ4-qvdxLWRndcLQ_BgqRpKhKTNyA/s1600-h/Stuff+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389200585949264930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGodISx7PzWfT_8rSytrHcNlaLwgY-IanBD-5aEZebi7oEtkCqe8Fl1xmw-0gPCAZ6OMuwpGpSTc2anHy2CkKUpxO0aAI_yMIInW1uVtbTMZ4-qvdxLWRndcLQ_BgqRpKhKTNyA/s200/Stuff+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> that Laurel got. I was in fair food heaven! There were some super cute bears at the fair this year that performed and so we sat and watched them play in the water and roam their cage. Kind of sad if you think about it too much it gave us a very rare <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgB3tilurtYI0GYgAMsGhi1NxNxbwnuh_1OhvcDFMHuWMUYGJi1gXeSU6GJE_qsMqKGeiJGsfTZhww8uW0QGi1wQI60hC340ydS7nFT1wruTjxXwGoKxreV2Sz0tmBUelJfGoeQQ/s1600-h/Stuff+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389200778654816018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgB3tilurtYI0GYgAMsGhi1NxNxbwnuh_1OhvcDFMHuWMUYGJi1gXeSU6GJE_qsMqKGeiJGsfTZhww8uW0QGi1wQI60hC340ydS7nFT1wruTjxXwGoKxreV2Sz0tmBUelJfGoeQQ/s200/Stuff+010.jpg" border="0" /></a>opportunity to see one of these beautiful creatures up close and personal. I was about 5 feet away from that big guy when I was taking pictures. The fair never let's you down and this year was no exception. We checked out the pigs on the way back to work. Cute little piggies! I recently got called to be the 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">nd</span> counselor in the Stake Young <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Women's</span> and our first<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6b8AQgbvCdVYWQUxc8L37z8HyWc7de0hM06wGMDdb9o89oCqlEn0BB3QIg58ur_7LGbJAvEEGoERh0uI4PNvxJN-aqaR8-tyetqfi_BAMzpaO34TONslVOV2ZZ5Y1ur8gnjcfw/s1600-h/Stuff+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389202940615342370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6b8AQgbvCdVYWQUxc8L37z8HyWc7de0hM06wGMDdb9o89oCqlEn0BB3QIg58ur_7LGbJAvEEGoERh0uI4PNvxJN-aqaR8-tyetqfi_BAMzpaO34TONslVOV2ZZ5Y1ur8gnjcfw/s200/Stuff+020.jpg" border="0" /></a> big event was to put on a Standards Night for the youth. The topic was about dating and all the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">do's</span> and don't they should follow. It turned out really well. The speakers had that perfect mix of seriousness and humor that helped the kids see how much fun dating can be when you stick to church guidelines. I think the kids got some great dating advice, me too for that matter! I should be a dating queen after this, right? :) My friend Annette came up with the decorations and I just had to take a picture of them. So <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">talented</span> Annette! She's the best! We served chocolate cake, plain and strawberry cheese cake <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlH-PXToJl9L0ijR5JphyphenhyphensPcliY5AOjqOQxDzcQnAOLLatcE66PZYzE_n4wUX8zegActzoJlxQT8SY9PUv2GkiD5A2WhHhc8vyvX9g8uRvNB2x6AnnqhCVCN_9mB-OwgP4C1Q9rg/s1600-h/Stuff+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389201372044007026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlH-PXToJl9L0ijR5JphyphenhyphensPcliY5AOjqOQxDzcQnAOLLatcE66PZYzE_n4wUX8zegActzoJlxQT8SY9PUv2GkiD5A2WhHhc8vyvX9g8uRvNB2x6AnnqhCVCN_9mB-OwgP4C1Q9rg/s200/Stuff+025.jpg" border="0" /></a>and carrot cake with some punch at the end of the event. I ended up getting season tickets to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">BYU</span> football this year and it's been fun going to the games. Well, the Florida St game was the most painful game I've ever sat through but the<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgREba3dqnK9aHrJRjPMBlJFWJRHQCPorPygjlrXKzBS-VakKSfPdJ_9yetlgBsVN9IyGnAtnnJTwyOghIZnGc1xqotl1YC9lPa2xMU9tT25AxMMFya9B-LHIdETEPfJOWmW7286Q/s1600-h/Stuff+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389201676246689698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgREba3dqnK9aHrJRjPMBlJFWJRHQCPorPygjlrXKzBS-VakKSfPdJ_9yetlgBsVN9IyGnAtnnJTwyOghIZnGc1xqotl1YC9lPa2xMU9tT25AxMMFya9B-LHIdETEPfJOWmW7286Q/s200/Stuff+028.jpg" border="0" /></a> other's haven't been too bad. I took my niece to the Colorado St game and it was fun to sit and talk to her about all the fun things happening in her life. She turned 14 this year and is really looking forward to driving and dating in the future. I was trying to think about what I was doing when I was 14 and we had just moved to Phoenix. Wow, that was a long time ago. :) She is a really good kid, for the most part. I guess we'll keep her. :)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-7712414687060113732009-08-17T11:46:00.000-07:002009-08-17T12:30:06.283-07:00Bear Lake fun and New little niece in PhoenixThis weekend was probably the last weekend for some fun <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOrNG8sIywawN7_65S_mCnL4xKqYNTVKC87jT2GGA0G32mj9Dd36HCb1CS-aa8U7kE1LT-Cs6mRodxS-mpUfuzZxcHzOZkpqnWoWogU6DnPEwGRNXUCBgOPfRtO8icMbylBMiSw/s1600-h/Stuff+080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371010418902044258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOrNG8sIywawN7_65S_mCnL4xKqYNTVKC87jT2GGA0G32mj9Dd36HCb1CS-aa8U7kE1LT-Cs6mRodxS-mpUfuzZxcHzOZkpqnWoWogU6DnPEwGRNXUCBgOPfRtO8icMbylBMiSw/s200/Stuff+080.jpg" border="0" /></a>before school starts on the 26<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span></span></span></span> so I had to really pack it in. Annette and her family and I went to Bear Lake for a couple of days and had a food extravaganza while we were at it. On the way there we stopped at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">LaBeau's</span></span></span></span> in Logan and had the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mammoth</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">burgerJame's</span></span></span></span> brother in law had been talking about for a while and I'm glad we stopped. It was the biggest burger I've ever <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-WaGBZyLIoOTCEUJkWpt2CsU-8SolW_zQWNHF7VqTugi4uGpKE3z9CpItJfMbtovLEm6LxH_HDVqYh0LxV8_w-OCjQh05PdMHWxr5YwsXg93KACVXB1Un-ImHUTYkjT56gP6JA/s1600-h/Stuff+083.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371010625649592514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-WaGBZyLIoOTCEUJkWpt2CsU-8SolW_zQWNHF7VqTugi4uGpKE3z9CpItJfMbtovLEm6LxH_HDVqYh0LxV8_w-OCjQh05PdMHWxr5YwsXg93KACVXB1Un-ImHUTYkjT56gP6JA/s200/Stuff+083.jpg" border="0" /></a>seen! It was seriously the size of your face and piled about 6" high with nothing but meat! Well, that's not true, they did through in the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">mandatory</span> piece of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">lettus</span></span></span></span> and a slice of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">tomato</span> but the rest was meat heaven! There were honestly about 10 layers of the stuff! It had hamburger patties,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1DGWtwQL76MyE20H0u2aqI2nDXhkbYihccRj0_KjpCl_BaQpBw5e5jzfT5g7I58jEpxXTVZ3uzZBW7oT2ci0LTCnVm7Dioub9WGWAASfAJ4AMkXGgsdrGvCB5gU6VzCP0lFauCQ/s1600-h/Stuff+085.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371011019464040130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1DGWtwQL76MyE20H0u2aqI2nDXhkbYihccRj0_KjpCl_BaQpBw5e5jzfT5g7I58jEpxXTVZ3uzZBW7oT2ci0LTCnVm7Dioub9WGWAASfAJ4AMkXGgsdrGvCB5gU6VzCP0lFauCQ/s200/Stuff+085.jpg" border="0" /></a> slices of ham, pastrami, bacon and cheese, and there were two layers of everything! It's insane! Annette <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">chickend</span></span></span></span> out and got the chicken cordon <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">bleu</span></span></span></span> sandwich which looked really good, but me and James went for the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">mammoth</span>! James finished his and was actually able to walk out to <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmN31XiNZcCRaolLippqSilmsa1o3fB0AbS3yjfZIN76Esbd5pAYOdySH9cv1ekOX_0_bIfI8NdmTRAX6-s8l_grUBmcb_8hfOPLZ8qYvcAPjFeTK_0dE9iuqyIyXSelhDuqW77Q/s1600-h/Stuff+086.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371011289402757250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmN31XiNZcCRaolLippqSilmsa1o3fB0AbS3yjfZIN76Esbd5pAYOdySH9cv1ekOX_0_bIfI8NdmTRAX6-s8l_grUBmcb_8hfOPLZ8qYvcAPjFeTK_0dE9iuqyIyXSelhDuqW77Q/s200/Stuff+086.jpg" border="0" /></a>the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">restaurant</span> under his own power instead of us needing to carry him out. I wimped out and only got through about 1/4 before I though I was going to explode, but it was well worth the tummy ache. Two<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Iy2DiiQ_YRpRAq-bAhH7t3H8Q3DH6GUwZ8rOOJEcam33bjc4qigu7UzjDDws7qyhTfblsoJcBa9Zz9ecrp9NS56COYk9A3qdhPY-QwSYuVamZJ9ChXyymAnv_fPaCrPeSSrJIw/s1600-h/Stuff+087.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371012273894726306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Iy2DiiQ_YRpRAq-bAhH7t3H8Q3DH6GUwZ8rOOJEcam33bjc4qigu7UzjDDws7qyhTfblsoJcBa9Zz9ecrp9NS56COYk9A3qdhPY-QwSYuVamZJ9ChXyymAnv_fPaCrPeSSrJIw/s200/Stuff+087.jpg" border="0" /></a> thumbs up <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">LaBeau's</span></span></span></span>! We also went to Bear Lake Pizza for the Old <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Ephraim</span> I'd told them about last year and dug in! It was as good as I remembered it! The crust seriously rocks! That's my favorite thing about pizza. Annette's showing you just how enormous this puppy is! It's crazy big but delicious. Bear Lake it's self was beautiful, the water <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdPe-BBHSKzDfy3eksj_pItM9NeX6SqSFcUWOap3wuwag54cXfZVG0MWM99EhmMvnGznh5izS7ZwCglde_MqG03MP7gANKby-jtrAbZy0w3hk6vMZECYnTZ9rrJcBqTFTY_ApvUg/s1600-h/Stuff+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371013912913763458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdPe-BBHSKzDfy3eksj_pItM9NeX6SqSFcUWOap3wuwag54cXfZVG0MWM99EhmMvnGznh5izS7ZwCglde_MqG03MP7gANKby-jtrAbZy0w3hk6vMZECYnTZ9rrJcBqTFTY_ApvUg/s200/Stuff+090.jpg" border="0" /></a>was awesome and we had a really fun time playing in it. The trick is to stay in the water long<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxHbR1hITmrw2mnYxZ-fvhIPZjyCWAm85avCMnaWMmfM0xiYK3H6Jbglq-ajt-Fp0t3ASQOpM9R9gZoWm-UL-1a_f7UwnF5vTusWEDJHQ4JvUESWrUp2dYCj8kaQxridBK0_InQ/s1600-h/Stuff+087.jpg"></a> enough that you get numb, then it really does feel good. :) We arrived in Bear Lake on Thursday night and <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXPQSj4XUSdnyE5Q1bR-O8425TW78ZdOR-ZLYeNQHfhz42tev0MIEdu_pQR4ygKEhfZ-h3km2oaXAp05QK77AuRZag2LsVg2i0rXEZhdOxouMn4u4PmggZq62NxkH4fYcFOyg4sg/s1600-h/Stuff+092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371014124435162530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXPQSj4XUSdnyE5Q1bR-O8425TW78ZdOR-ZLYeNQHfhz42tev0MIEdu_pQR4ygKEhfZ-h3km2oaXAp05QK77AuRZag2LsVg2i0rXEZhdOxouMn4u4PmggZq62NxkH4fYcFOyg4sg/s200/Stuff+092.jpg" border="0" /></a>I took off Friday night because I'd scored a really good deal on a flight to Phoenix for Saturday morning and I couldn't pass up the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">opportunity</span> to go down and see my new little niece Marlowe. She is just adorable, as expected, and I had fun seeing the rest of my family. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKsob4QX0jTxEgTeD6atRqZke95C_yNCgaL1bSDT-FzD0arIMsL7YzEhZm88uMYCDNU7f-d1mUfShW66bNE3XJrwTLHCaV1faXFRxpgvmE1xjT6SAHXXrOJqvCZ52kWb8EGI5VA/s1600-h/Stuff+093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371014496402175058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKsob4QX0jTxEgTeD6atRqZke95C_yNCgaL1bSDT-FzD0arIMsL7YzEhZm88uMYCDNU7f-d1mUfShW66bNE3XJrwTLHCaV1faXFRxpgvmE1xjT6SAHXXrOJqvCZ52kWb8EGI5VA/s200/Stuff+093.jpg" border="0" /></a>Aspen is a crack up! We were eating dinner and we had corn on the cob. Joey asked someone to pass the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">margarine</span> and Aspen said, "Do you know Spanish Dad?" We all cracked up over that one. Who knew margarine was a Spanish word? <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsvzsGpZrFgrUKO_BxQo07THY7oRKPSMZjFF4MHkcIL-fkEcdaAhtJZkQDalApJ4FWfzSKL9hyphenhyphenv7iON17pO5pp3frwtcP9iKZhR88C1n1Y9D1BsRA10rFSbixpfw9G2f0X3vCYA/s1600-h/Stuff+101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371014640157955538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsvzsGpZrFgrUKO_BxQo07THY7oRKPSMZjFF4MHkcIL-fkEcdaAhtJZkQDalApJ4FWfzSKL9hyphenhyphenv7iON17pO5pp3frwtcP9iKZhR88C1n1Y9D1BsRA10rFSbixpfw9G2f0X3vCYA/s200/Stuff+101.jpg" border="0" /></a>She also got mooned by a boy cousin and started fanning herself with her hand and said "Us princesses aren't used to that." She is seriously a crack up! Paisley, will go over to the couch, sit down and then pat her lap, thus signaling that she wants to hold Marlowe. It's so cute to see her do that! Man, I miss those little kids when I'm gone! Paisley and Aspen were a blast and boy do they love their new little sister! It's always hard to come home after visiting with them. I wish we lived closer together. I'll have to start working on them to move up here.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-59494339056955170402009-08-06T07:37:00.000-07:002009-08-06T10:29:44.485-07:00Coming up for a breather!Wow, has this summer been busy! I feel like <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_LsZmLnPvuGQMzZ7CSTvfU4jpXRX1ouiVxwMuPpj-z3gEfUdreNFb9JgWZk0TwtKkKWqwAli_-PrcrRRHstyYXSBYXea5A0jf0_qsYUA8544OrE4-4jPhXrHlFhiYD-RH1CWDUQ/s1600-h/Stuff+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366867482476588546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_LsZmLnPvuGQMzZ7CSTvfU4jpXRX1ouiVxwMuPpj-z3gEfUdreNFb9JgWZk0TwtKkKWqwAli_-PrcrRRHstyYXSBYXea5A0jf0_qsYUA8544OrE4-4jPhXrHlFhiYD-RH1CWDUQ/s200/Stuff+002.jpg" border="0" /></a>I've been going non stop since it began. Here are just a few more things that have happened this summer. I went to girls camp and was the assistant camp director to my fabulous camp director Rachel and we had a great time. Annette was the Stake Camp Director and she put together tons of fun activities! The crappy part is that I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">misplaced</span> my camera after the hike so I only got pictures of the ski lodge at Snow Basin where <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Vhje8OoXjahI8_uSaMxj6YFnF7nwiHnSFthR6nG7lQkiXcL-VkgyYFNSUPedd5keri1kpel0kyuIr5CntzvSvfZ_tIy-2JwSgKj62IR5ggfYqp-npX-kf8JsC46ECG43y4ZoCg/s1600-h/Stuff+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366867633170579986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Vhje8OoXjahI8_uSaMxj6YFnF7nwiHnSFthR6nG7lQkiXcL-VkgyYFNSUPedd5keri1kpel0kyuIr5CntzvSvfZ_tIy-2JwSgKj62IR5ggfYqp-npX-kf8JsC46ECG43y4ZoCg/s200/Stuff+003.jpg" border="0" /></a>we did our hike then nothing else. But this ski lodge is something else! It really didn't look like that impressive from the outside but the inside knocked my socks off! It was like a castle inside, with huge dining rooms with long<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglmnFA8rlI21hjinekkgVIYJ32AqFepI2wENSoHVrB3Cfjn3fKKb84nFEJIF63jwB-sJ2g8mIGVJ2W8izF_vFD-rTmgPPBKm8u-qbwZR1CgpfkaG46xRksO7P8FeerH3Xgr49Tg/s1600-h/Stuff+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366868528883136114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglmnFA8rlI21hjinekkgVIYJ32AqFepI2wENSoHVrB3Cfjn3fKKb84nFEJIF63jwB-sJ2g8mIGVJ2W8izF_vFD-rTmgPPBKm8u-qbwZR1CgpfkaG46xRksO7P8FeerH3Xgr49Tg/s200/Stuff+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> tables and chandeliers. Enormous fireplaces and stuffed animals on the walls! It honestly was breathtaking. I will stay there before I die!!!! I will, I will, I will! But girls camp was really fun, harder than I had expected but still really fun. The best part was floating down the stream that ran right through our camp. That was a great day. After getting home and unpacking I felt like sleeping for a week and the next Sunday Rachel and I got to speak in Sacrament Meeting about all the fun we had. It was kind of funny because we both spoke, then all the young women came up on the stand and we sang the song we learned for camp and then I taught the lesson for young <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">women's</span>. I'm sure they were all pretty sick of me after that was all over. I was <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHTSdNSRGSPp0xioCRfRdsdIRXOv3VqXUoCT56hzQtqVxBz2Q-b0_xSymMq8q6x0LBbzSfijhmqYKeRhZMeax0xXydZTzjqSwRkJ5JAqV8YYvIupUcNdhPs67RR8HwKL1KHTR2w/s1600-h/Stuff+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366867865759355490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHTSdNSRGSPp0xioCRfRdsdIRXOv3VqXUoCT56hzQtqVxBz2Q-b0_xSymMq8q6x0LBbzSfijhmqYKeRhZMeax0xXydZTzjqSwRkJ5JAqV8YYvIupUcNdhPs67RR8HwKL1KHTR2w/s200/Stuff+018.jpg" border="0" /></a>supposed to run a 10K on the 24<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span></span> of July but didn't get to because I didn't get my race packet the day before the race. They didn't have packet pickup the morning of the race so I was out of luck. Actually it was probably a blessing in disguise because it probably would have killed me off. I really need to get in shape! But anyway, I was happy to settle on watching the parade later that morning. The parade was great and we got to see President <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Eyring</span></span> , he was in the parade, and President <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ukdorf</span></span>, who was just sitting in the stand in front of us! We had a great <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii3uVikCVuaMBbtKYOYlO6RUlscc5JsWUhv_Br1vwSU_ltCdQdKd0-ovstehUui6T3wnIqdaK4SKWubNXDbmNpPHrIYc_N6DPL8Uiv-q5VFfGGKgffu132qPip7usjdMXps4n4xA/s1600-h/Stuff+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366868155111395714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii3uVikCVuaMBbtKYOYlO6RUlscc5JsWUhv_Br1vwSU_ltCdQdKd0-ovstehUui6T3wnIqdaK4SKWubNXDbmNpPHrIYc_N6DPL8Uiv-q5VFfGGKgffu132qPip7usjdMXps4n4xA/s200/Stuff+029.jpg" border="0" /></a>time. We followed the parade up with our weird tradition of going to Crown Burger to get a burger, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">frys</span></span> and the most delicious <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">FrySauce</span></span> you've ever eaten! Weird tradition, yes, but we love it, so take that. :) On the 25<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">th</span></span> of July we went to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Beez</span></span> baseball game to watch my brother in law through out the first pitch of the game! It was awesome and, unlike the wimpy through of President Obama,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF26ny0JDWrSCn1AyiAV9aKGbv339kMDozYqfJlhoH8m-SmG8nxxc76Pwvz0g3r8p6DVtZNf-DThH4lyEl60B9Pkyc64X61tN2tOh_s8laFf2Ja0ogfRUbPycLmVfQZMVa-csoqA/s1600-h/Stuff+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366868762660770930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF26ny0JDWrSCn1AyiAV9aKGbv339kMDozYqfJlhoH8m-SmG8nxxc76Pwvz0g3r8p6DVtZNf-DThH4lyEl60B9Pkyc64X61tN2tOh_s8laFf2Ja0ogfRUbPycLmVfQZMVa-csoqA/s200/Stuff+034.jpg" border="0" /></a> Israel's pitch went all the way to home base. He did a great job! My big brother Jason came down for the 24<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">th</span></span> festivities and on the 28<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">th</span></span> was Stake Lagoon day, and since Jason hadn't been for over 20 years, we decided he was way past due! Jason dropped me off at work that day and came and picked me up at noon to head on over. We made <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">the HUGE</span> mistake of eating lunch right before going on the rides and ended up getting sick after the <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjML7qFyBgf5Ukpgg5AQjnLEvL0DhqQbzEmK6BPrmgl00FT1V7tHd2I1UUmWNBpypHvv5JocKVrxOQIlw8JwYkalYsHhaZErXqg0mh_j_gJXKWw7zjq2WaepC9P92YJK7PNSkxqkw/s1600-h/Stuff+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366869036650724178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjML7qFyBgf5Ukpgg5AQjnLEvL0DhqQbzEmK6BPrmgl00FT1V7tHd2I1UUmWNBpypHvv5JocKVrxOQIlw8JwYkalYsHhaZErXqg0mh_j_gJXKWw7zjq2WaepC9P92YJK7PNSkxqkw/s200/Stuff+037.jpg" border="0" /></a>third ride we went on! We're pretty pathetic now with being able to ride the crazy rides. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Sheeze</span></span>, I used to love going on all the rides that flipped you around and spun you in circles, but now being older my head and stomach aren't quite up to the<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4LkxbGQIqVlVZJ9gCYY1uOV4uiQAhC0-xNA8UcArdu7zfODNUNVfn7L5uEzUu2F-FjVNEfVz_ym6I7tHislBlUg_VRYpzDtJFRpTIegAkjOcl5tMeVURnHUbYLLL9aNhkxqDlg/s1600-h/Stuff+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366869635896057346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4LkxbGQIqVlVZJ9gCYY1uOV4uiQAhC0-xNA8UcArdu7zfODNUNVfn7L5uEzUu2F-FjVNEfVz_ym6I7tHislBlUg_VRYpzDtJFRpTIegAkjOcl5tMeVURnHUbYLLL9aNhkxqDlg/s200/Stuff+051.jpg" border="0" /></a> challenge. It stinks, but oh well, the train was fun. :) We really did have a fun time. We went on the Tidal Wave twice and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">scram</span> our heads off, and went on the swings. There were tons of cute little kid rides that I hadn't seen before so hopefully when Joey, Teri and the kids come up in the <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz8DiYNWcI2MwQkyofwSHRU23Cut0M397teGeEY-P9lAoJVEpL8qP18Gbesgc5P29H10vQjLUbQ5OX56vWG-XPx-X_SYf6x-rjDfjVIl3JSWeBbcqunpljmsXCie-OACSt4RG4vQ/s1600-h/Stuff+070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366869848483615202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz8DiYNWcI2MwQkyofwSHRU23Cut0M397teGeEY-P9lAoJVEpL8qP18Gbesgc5P29H10vQjLUbQ5OX56vWG-XPx-X_SYf6x-rjDfjVIl3JSWeBbcqunpljmsXCie-OACSt4RG4vQ/s200/Stuff+070.jpg" border="0" /></a>next few years we can all go and have fun. The next day, my sister and her family along with Jason all went up to camp at the Spruces in big cottonwood canyon and did some fishing. I went up after work on Thursday and spent the night. The next morning we woke up early, ate a delicious breakfast of french toast and bacon, then went on a hike to Twin Lakes <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Reservoir</span>. It was a pretty steep hike but the like was worth it! So beautiful and crystal clear. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibigqqVYkxVIrAA6JhKIs6uXKq1M1QRvDTAsc0ZB1Y_LO7Mp8obPAE8YQI5HzAWyGeDvsteW4D4bWPaAYFyG6mwYI1sQusOTtX2sg6VMsthSeV7uBtBrHuEuOQk27Mq9etCvxDjg/s1600-h/Stuff+042.jpg"></a>Jason and Chloe brought their fishing polls and they each caught a fish. They were very tiny <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">fishies</span></span>that they let go but it was <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCMARFuMhBH8D8r60GGLUbymRgIRjUeysjaY4kNw07b-uYROd9Cq1WIwLlWssO7ccRuqnmPxYv-djik18BvJ_ezjRJr21cwVEBXRUCZ9-q0RBvbLGClgBYY5E6fnby6wIwhXKXhQ/s1600-h/Stuff+041.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSBGLPXAqKOiJzDX-RYIMqGTu5xWbW0ScmnX__mXEki19Qua7mEYl4ExL2gs1CDgwUjAUwPFRV-PRHmK3y0sh3gkR2WSoWjlui-Z6ZO3xKN1PKlnxNbBm1Ey4XMSeOf7IKiI5qGg/s1600-h/Stuff+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366873037464602754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSBGLPXAqKOiJzDX-RYIMqGTu5xWbW0ScmnX__mXEki19Qua7mEYl4ExL2gs1CDgwUjAUwPFRV-PRHmK3y0sh3gkR2WSoWjlui-Z6ZO3xKN1PKlnxNbBm1Ey4XMSeOf7IKiI5qGg/s200/Stuff+040.jpg" border="0" /></a>still really fun catching them. This was Chloe's first time catching a fish and she was really excited. We rounded out this last few weeks of adventure with a birthday party for Chloe's 14<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">th</span></span> birthday on Saturday(her birthday is in May but she wanted a pool party so she waited until it was warmer) and <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCepIW83L4GZJ9PjUo5X8Xksp3YDjXlCLTscKQZVU2vToTjz0PVmFXXysDNTo8FpVhWhWAdeV8fHZePo0_yWyhAS_ptHhfgicu8h634u5CSxvfkJWjkpsW7FmLNwTgZ6OE7vRWnQ/s1600-h/Stuff+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366871314054519202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCepIW83L4GZJ9PjUo5X8Xksp3YDjXlCLTscKQZVU2vToTjz0PVmFXXysDNTo8FpVhWhWAdeV8fHZePo0_yWyhAS_ptHhfgicu8h634u5CSxvfkJWjkpsW7FmLNwTgZ6OE7vRWnQ/s200/Stuff+058.jpg" border="0" /></a>another party for my mom's 65<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">th</span></span> birthday on Monday. My mom's so excited that she's old enough now to receive Medicare! You go Mom! My parents left this morning to spend a few weeks in Phoenix. My sister in law is due any day now with her third little girl. They are naming her Marlowe Mae and I just know she is going to be adorable! I can't wait until she gets here! I need to go shopping! :) Well that's what's been happening for the past few weeks. I'm tired just thinking about it. :) Next weekend is Bear Lake with school starting sometime around then. Then its the ward <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">camp out</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Isreal's</span></span> birthday and the beginning of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">BYU's</span></span> foot ball season! Go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Coogs</span></span>!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-36379488380514939712009-07-13T08:03:00.000-07:002009-07-13T08:51:57.204-07:004th of July and Dog Lake<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP-kOVoEsA5nge4CA-xhjPIBCSXK2DQlI0ppAb6MYAiK__2nN5xxUHW7KQeqK3OEyU2rWn2aBUvyIevKtlyksblkcfIMDgWBbDYTF-oitrhEnYObR4RxnWLIbIzFS4TfCCuTwwaw/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357970087742328642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP-kOVoEsA5nge4CA-xhjPIBCSXK2DQlI0ppAb6MYAiK__2nN5xxUHW7KQeqK3OEyU2rWn2aBUvyIevKtlyksblkcfIMDgWBbDYTF-oitrhEnYObR4RxnWLIbIzFS4TfCCuTwwaw/s200/Dog+Lake+001.jpg" border="0" /></a>This 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> of July was pretty relaxing. My parents were up for the summer and my sister and her family came over for some food, fun and fireworks. We had a blast! I had a recipe for home made girl scout S<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">amoa's</span> that I made. Delicious!!!!! We played card games and lit the fireworks when it got dark. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGteGE9GAhGzDzjb-ByHX0G-RAe7tEJzyE2nIQDojNdbY8gNMUwqvXjW6L6fvUEqI6Rq4RxHfPE1qLTKwqqSBp72S_6TjL7xzDAGQ-ElQ6bbkzFxlvcJ8klg3izGtUgQbAh97IuQ/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357970213913734562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGteGE9GAhGzDzjb-ByHX0G-RAe7tEJzyE2nIQDojNdbY8gNMUwqvXjW6L6fvUEqI6Rq4RxHfPE1qLTKwqqSBp72S_6TjL7xzDAGQ-ElQ6bbkzFxlvcJ8klg3izGtUgQbAh97IuQ/s200/Dog+Lake+006.jpg" border="0" /></a>Good times. My dad even played cards and came out for fireworks, normally he doesn't do either so this was a really good 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span>. Saturday we finally got back on track with our hiking and went up to Dog Lake in Little Cottonwood Canyon, around the 10 mile marker. It was one of the prettiest hikes I've ever been on. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNd9v5hT3citROQPx3RzACplw9dLI67C9Q2d4zYQx39y5FE_2aGujzMp_6w_LZYEx5z3Jbifj9-SiIVW-FX4qJtRYFBEqGMuZWJQWppvGkKmE0YGv_pmQhyy899gyGyXoyW24GGg/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357970403535093042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNd9v5hT3citROQPx3RzACplw9dLI67C9Q2d4zYQx39y5FE_2aGujzMp_6w_LZYEx5z3Jbifj9-SiIVW-FX4qJtRYFBEqGMuZWJQWppvGkKmE0YGv_pmQhyy899gyGyXoyW24GGg/s200/Dog+Lake+058.jpg" border="0" /></a>The flowers were all out in full splendor. Bluebells lined the stream, Queen Ann's lace was about as tall as my niece and then there were tons of wild roses, Indian Paintbrush's and even wild snapdragons! It was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">incredible</span>! The beginning of the hike was pretty steep then it leveled <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4ifc2mq7PCh_jWHTTeTZtaupzAYwPEaNMPPzRvZPWvOtNviYhiMI3qjIAqUwQfLbiDzI0XLtOi7l3AgXjW50SGX9STc5NBKCinyOtKjhBLv_YmRdr01iIwpCJdX2E3xk6rmY9g/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357970837028226866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4ifc2mq7PCh_jWHTTeTZtaupzAYwPEaNMPPzRvZPWvOtNviYhiMI3qjIAqUwQfLbiDzI0XLtOi7l3AgXjW50SGX9STc5NBKCinyOtKjhBLv_YmRdr01iIwpCJdX2E3xk6rmY9g/s200/Dog+Lake+035.jpg" border="0" /></a>out until the last .8 mile. When you get to that last .8 mile there's a little sign that points in the direction of the lake and you think, wow we are so close, maybe another 10-15 minutes and we'll be there. That's where it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">gets</span> you. They fail to tell you that even thought that last little stretch of the hike isn't that far away, it's almost straight up!! Holy crap that was steep! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeAwTdxO9fELDBzgmwI4KyPenmDklDIuTkhI9_Uwme6JbV-kSq_yK-kebfO2JL2VfmaAnlfLlTcd-JgG1Zun9HWv-LTbDtPB6wGThRZCWIZX2cbH1OYWiRPI9Ad0O6tpzdFki3Q/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971040858040226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeAwTdxO9fELDBzgmwI4KyPenmDklDIuTkhI9_Uwme6JbV-kSq_yK-kebfO2JL2VfmaAnlfLlTcd-JgG1Zun9HWv-LTbDtPB6wGThRZCWIZX2cbH1OYWiRPI9Ad0O6tpzdFki3Q/s200/Dog+Lake+017.jpg" border="0" /></a>It took us 40 minutes to finish that last part. Then you get to the top and you're so excited to see this brilliant, crystal clear lake and you get a stagnant puddle. Such a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">disappointment</span> at the end but the trip there was outstanding. The lake was cute but that's about it. One other annoying thing is that at the beginning of the trail and right <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipExRlneiNnQJg7WapKQR2DnhxeJ9S4QmB80Qk1bj8pL7fExNJs1rXwMVapyKkmZEHL3lmY6C7lpeHQhAStg6_kRoEUKTXC9rzB-9eDn7pG7aZ9lJFW7AqqSVeTh1JYhQtfOJlwg/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971289241555090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipExRlneiNnQJg7WapKQR2DnhxeJ9S4QmB80Qk1bj8pL7fExNJs1rXwMVapyKkmZEHL3lmY6C7lpeHQhAStg6_kRoEUKTXC9rzB-9eDn7pG7aZ9lJFW7AqqSVeTh1JYhQtfOJlwg/s200/Dog+Lake+022.jpg" border="0" /></a>when you get to the lake there are big signs that say that this is a water shed area and that dogs are not allowed. So what do you think we saw when we got to the lake? About 10 dogs running through the lake playing. Now it's always cute to see dogs playing in the water, having a great time, but come on people! Can't you read the signs? Pick another place to go with your cute little pooches.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZl7FeZ5i3ByMLL17rhFHe09HlmA0G72BLENUxfnmes0TVzwOaJwO4qbf71XWv0hB07ZHBOe1Ilfk69vxU9svHG6q5446s5WhHGtxb6mPHspnrJr0lout6-FIlI25ErxUOwH8_Fw/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971778044244306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZl7FeZ5i3ByMLL17rhFHe09HlmA0G72BLENUxfnmes0TVzwOaJwO4qbf71XWv0hB07ZHBOe1Ilfk69vxU9svHG6q5446s5WhHGtxb6mPHspnrJr0lout6-FIlI25ErxUOwH8_Fw/s200/Dog+Lake+031.jpg" border="0" /></a> I really don't want to turn on my faucet and have a big glass of water with your dog's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">doo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">doo</span> in it. Honestly! I really do like dogs, and if I had one I'd take them hiking with me in a second, but we would pick places that they were allowed to go.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIv72txZfMEhv46kb8q7eBkIMUr95uX-RpPo7vP8WLA6EnPnRmUSCCoJogRQ2CTjDlsi0Gzg_JMNlliIcSlcMETitsF5Rh7eGNdNvJzldI7bDQGgd05M2dNwdFPsMBZfUZbAe4IA/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971588472896530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIv72txZfMEhv46kb8q7eBkIMUr95uX-RpPo7vP8WLA6EnPnRmUSCCoJogRQ2CTjDlsi0Gzg_JMNlliIcSlcMETitsF5Rh7eGNdNvJzldI7bDQGgd05M2dNwdFPsMBZfUZbAe4IA/s200/Dog+Lake+019.jpg" border="0" /></a> And what's this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">aversion</span> of not picking up after Rover after he's done doing his business and not having him on a leash when he should be? We were sitting by the lake enjoying the view, when a HUGE orange dog came over and almost ate us. Well, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">OK</span>, maybe he didn't try to eat us and he was pretty cute, but I know he was eyeing my cheese stick pretty closely. :) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLq8Vb8R8pP8Vr5ki1NjuC6zUrOISNjjnJTMm_4kZz3Fd0y0h9Aa-X_qpOc6BtGac7D5-csEZuy0sE8GaWikbJO_JPYwe1KavOKnLSOVcgzrC_sf2-DV93NN4_6v4Y7vHiKh0KQ/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357972028623864354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLq8Vb8R8pP8Vr5ki1NjuC6zUrOISNjjnJTMm_4kZz3Fd0y0h9Aa-X_qpOc6BtGac7D5-csEZuy0sE8GaWikbJO_JPYwe1KavOKnLSOVcgzrC_sf2-DV93NN4_6v4Y7vHiKh0KQ/s200/Dog+Lake+045.jpg" border="0" /></a>It really was a great morning and we ended it at the Cottonwood Cafe for an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">egg white</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">omelet</span> and the biggest chocolate chip pancake I've ever seen! It took all three of us to polish that thing off. Can't wait for next Saturday.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK44z74d2M5164yD8q3r7BXQBDHO1oniPvcbD4fL-5Mlkt1RTmEze1-x9FyNjI9CqgC_XseKRbK06WhObchY4K1glBuj1D_m-_hV7d78eN48FhpKV9imOL__iqMnBRPtshq1xYiQ/s1600-h/Dog+Lake+061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357972311695736930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK44z74d2M5164yD8q3r7BXQBDHO1oniPvcbD4fL-5Mlkt1RTmEze1-x9FyNjI9CqgC_XseKRbK06WhObchY4K1glBuj1D_m-_hV7d78eN48FhpKV9imOL__iqMnBRPtshq1xYiQ/s200/Dog+Lake+061.jpg" border="0" /></a>Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-45551603090761073082009-07-07T08:09:00.000-07:002009-07-07T08:46:59.017-07:00Youth ConfrenceThree days after I got home from San Diego, it was time for our 3 day youth <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">conference</span>. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilY5T51LChryg6MfPLwIzA1UiqPMSej-Pi9P6wPRY9zTPPz5N1KPS4ZYxSRaZBckJ8WzBHK53WP0-HUqlR754pERIVMMQEz3x7vqnGgKavXQE_Yg08kBksnic_QWuJoogaeQK8zg/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355741897412126066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilY5T51LChryg6MfPLwIzA1UiqPMSej-Pi9P6wPRY9zTPPz5N1KPS4ZYxSRaZBckJ8WzBHK53WP0-HUqlR754pERIVMMQEz3x7vqnGgKavXQE_Yg08kBksnic_QWuJoogaeQK8zg/s200/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /></a>We had a blast! Thursday was the first night and we had a Dutch Oven <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Cook off</span> with the boys against the girls. The boys made delicious rosemary chicken, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cheesy</span> potatoes with almost more bacon in them than potatoes and a to die for strawberry <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">rhubarb</span> cobbler.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMirjRv5lRQTuI8OXBx0p1fLkedghe9mIxvV9MZJpQWEl4Rnlf-cVJ_ulVBgr9QzW5vicZBX03vSFNTHpPlnRinsp-y6zPEJsd8RuOrnFDb8u5sTcUDf0ZHexpkcXm7SwRlR8moA/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355742356021012594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMirjRv5lRQTuI8OXBx0p1fLkedghe9mIxvV9MZJpQWEl4Rnlf-cVJ_ulVBgr9QzW5vicZBX03vSFNTHpPlnRinsp-y6zPEJsd8RuOrnFDb8u5sTcUDf0ZHexpkcXm7SwRlR8moA/s200/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> The girls went with a pulled pork in a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">bbq</span> sauce that was melt in your mouth, buttery squash and yummy peach cobbler. The judges vote ended in a tie but we were all the winners because we got to eat all that good food! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHK7hmdH1LBYkaMguuEjOaiFbJOd7bYALuUxZU20g__YiqE3FBxUfIwy6rnv6OFIDxzTjyryHFrtdPkn2fc9kLAybFTFyPEFJX3ynt0pKBIxSzXQzFa7HuZBlhpP9d408JY9Syqw/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355742537196120834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHK7hmdH1LBYkaMguuEjOaiFbJOd7bYALuUxZU20g__YiqE3FBxUfIwy6rnv6OFIDxzTjyryHFrtdPkn2fc9kLAybFTFyPEFJX3ynt0pKBIxSzXQzFa7HuZBlhpP9d408JY9Syqw/s200/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /></a>The next morning we met up early and went for a hike up to the granite <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">quarry</span> that they cut the granite for the Salt Lake Temple for, and picked up trash along the trail. We each picked up a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">piece</span> of granite to keep so we could have a little piece of the temple with us. After that was over we drive up to Alta Ski Lodge and had a picnic lunch and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">snow fight</span>. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-eBS66toLWjgjTg2STHm9DxluHSFk6Jb5O6Gct7E9IFUp1hjEHpbBkMxSGXcpMjL2VxzQTX0gxcAsa6PY5EVGJmVL6HGMnOOZ_zx_XxkKYn8ULcyKIYpBpkXZA0UjJNG0Qyi3Zg/s1600-h/Hike+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743434264747890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-eBS66toLWjgjTg2STHm9DxluHSFk6Jb5O6Gct7E9IFUp1hjEHpbBkMxSGXcpMjL2VxzQTX0gxcAsa6PY5EVGJmVL6HGMnOOZ_zx_XxkKYn8ULcyKIYpBpkXZA0UjJNG0Qyi3Zg/s200/Hike+023.jpg" border="0" /></a>James and Marc pollished off the pickle juice and James followed that with a shot of mustard. Boys are so weird. On the drive up to the Alta we saw a Moose on the side of the road just chomping away at some leaves. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjm4mFdIl_uS-feDDk7W0gCHLBJsiLF39q0770ZC36Hx4EqqqatzjeFFlhQVazDfhoZt-wNz_m2Yg-eJ9m1-in7V6UDcY6Cd8LIDuteI1mfR2HsG7u37HhQdYIECllbe0S869fpQ/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743105581985890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjm4mFdIl_uS-feDDk7W0gCHLBJsiLF39q0770ZC36Hx4EqqqatzjeFFlhQVazDfhoZt-wNz_m2Yg-eJ9m1-in7V6UDcY6Cd8LIDuteI1mfR2HsG7u37HhQdYIECllbe0S869fpQ/s200/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /></a>We hit the breaks and turned around. By the time we got back down the road he had gone back in to the woods a little more but I was able to kind of get a picture of him. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-riw9UBeO9ymKHdIRbqHUkY6VhALp_ePPOHSDGHFydlZB0MX2peCeAAqKVZt2AVzX1EOGDjYZxWEaHt9rlG8s3uwbRNpiFUTcMq5yazloIADe6316Tuv4_bkAjmJsO_UIEmBxxw/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355742781710039346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-riw9UBeO9ymKHdIRbqHUkY6VhALp_ePPOHSDGHFydlZB0MX2peCeAAqKVZt2AVzX1EOGDjYZxWEaHt9rlG8s3uwbRNpiFUTcMq5yazloIADe6316Tuv4_bkAjmJsO_UIEmBxxw/s200/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /></a>He was very cute! That was the first Moose I've seen in Utah. It was great. We finished up the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">snow fight</span> and went back to cool off with some water games at the church <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">pavilion</span>. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNflktnpaWi2EzvCBTkCbd_aEFiuYbHnzBSVARTH6vF6_VbZnI_lopyt05TZgwNrwEGeIuO50I8MKSanrUmI_rAk7WsReiFlu9grpIGXtLhlebRIVx97gwnWA_Gt-iv4yUWCnBEQ/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743772848350882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNflktnpaWi2EzvCBTkCbd_aEFiuYbHnzBSVARTH6vF6_VbZnI_lopyt05TZgwNrwEGeIuO50I8MKSanrUmI_rAk7WsReiFlu9grpIGXtLhlebRIVx97gwnWA_Gt-iv4yUWCnBEQ/s200/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /></a>While the others were playing the games I was off making ice cream for later that night when we put on an activity night for the older singles in our ward. The ice cream was fantastic, the games were fun and I think everyone had a great time. We ended <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Conference</span> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoRyw_icze_-b6QXr0eTscPpptlB6wIf_yKwDBjepuykXC7WRg-oEdQr4mP03jwq_Iq39AnCXRwoRMBRg0cR1RTYEBFO8fXFqb8tFiWNTaQvVhn_sZ0qoOTv1z_xGlFXbpJ0Hfw/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355744555339694882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoRyw_icze_-b6QXr0eTscPpptlB6wIf_yKwDBjepuykXC7WRg-oEdQr4mP03jwq_Iq39AnCXRwoRMBRg0cR1RTYEBFO8fXFqb8tFiWNTaQvVhn_sZ0qoOTv1z_xGlFXbpJ0Hfw/s200/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /></a>Saturday by going to the open house for the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Oquirrh</span> Temple followed by lunch at Ab's. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrIkSQMXfREU7gyif_i68mfLWRftdfFPQ9QdU_fDiaKH8mFu_B17lzYQw494HsOT6Lvp4HI-laTXPUnTtjCTgORxXGMjnA9H2wbgr1CUVmuoQV0SIihNNnyW6-_YW9cJ_UqYwFw/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"></a>With all the eating we did for this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">conference</span> I think I gained 10 lbs! Not good! I'll have to double up on some runs to get it off, but it was sure fun putting it on.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-24734818361792095182009-07-06T14:29:00.000-07:002009-07-07T08:49:12.365-07:00Some sweet, sweet beach time!<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdipdI0hjFBKP3FzCisOpXPgLyb0Dvx_wzTwQLR6YcA2_MwRAU945fQvzWqAd5Gr-r0upNzTTkpwAwu1_WqtVRO-BhxtAq6awTjB6e2ogxDkXVGX1de3OLWp13Vu9VoRyUiEjENQ/s1600-h/Beach+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355470717884408930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdipdI0hjFBKP3FzCisOpXPgLyb0Dvx_wzTwQLR6YcA2_MwRAU945fQvzWqAd5Gr-r0upNzTTkpwAwu1_WqtVRO-BhxtAq6awTjB6e2ogxDkXVGX1de3OLWp13Vu9VoRyUiEjENQ/s200/Beach+029.jpg" border="0" /></a>Sheeze</span>, life has been crazy busy lately, so I'll try to catch up with what's been happening. My sister-in-law's family has a tradition of camping on the beach right outside of San Diego called San <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Elijo</span> State Park, and ever since my brother married into their family, they have invited us to go along with them. It's has become one of my favorite vacation spots ever! There's a little camp ground that is right above the beach that has showers and flush toilets and great little camp spots that we put out <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqRKng5g_a727vsryJfTIwZj3hvOy3IlanWJHq8jBhesF6ZFDvhGO6TQM0TLMt_9mY96rc8jZ3hXyNexPL1Bxw23I5rG9QrVAH6Wo6kBTi_cd11rDjukRXJrARmpPkoNwsmY4uIQ/s1600-h/Beach+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355470865235841186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqRKng5g_a727vsryJfTIwZj3hvOy3IlanWJHq8jBhesF6ZFDvhGO6TQM0TLMt_9mY96rc8jZ3hXyNexPL1Bxw23I5rG9QrVAH6Wo6kBTi_cd11rDjukRXJrARmpPkoNwsmY4uIQ/s200/Beach+032.jpg" border="0" /></a>tents up on and get ready for a week of sun, surf and food. It's fantastic! This year my parents and older brother decided not to come so it was just me and my brother's family, but it was still awesome! My little nieces had so much fun playing in the sand and jumping in the waves. It was just fun watching them. But we also built sand castles and took turns burring them in the sand. Aspen loved that, Paisley not so much. She hates getting dirty. Paisley also just turned two before we left and we had a little party for her before heading out to the beach. This was honestly one of the best vacation's I'd taken in a long while. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowqKXrduAmdZFW4FrR1WnQlQMZ9TYO-9bXSyeTMtOv9GHrSbGbWA4__Do_lYwVDtR3Fhcz_JBxtswEG49IxB2AlLzDA7FPvR1gCg2jgaTjXdi72Rq0aGZNhMnSYGAnL6gu-mp3g/s1600-h/Beach+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355471008339489186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowqKXrduAmdZFW4FrR1WnQlQMZ9TYO-9bXSyeTMtOv9GHrSbGbWA4__Do_lYwVDtR3Fhcz_JBxtswEG49IxB2AlLzDA7FPvR1gCg2jgaTjXdi72Rq0aGZNhMnSYGAnL6gu-mp3g/s200/Beach+035.jpg" border="0" /></a>I didn't think about work once!!! Always the sign of a good vacation. One crazy thing did happen while we were there. The fellas decided to go <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">snorkeling</span> in La <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Hoya</span> bay and check out all the fish and maybe see some sharks. I decided to tag along just for the heck of it. That lasted until I got chest deep in the water. I'd seen a couple dark shadows pass by me and didn't really think anything of it until I joined up with the guys who were standing around talking and Teri's brother Bryan said "Did you see those sharks that just went by?"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_xFNS_jsFPXAr1vQtbgney0uLUKkS5UR4t0wSBTS_HPwt35lrcCeRtnAk_aNf0nHYOmhVhBwllnUkxB9NoELKiao5i-TN-IeKknvCca9SoE_RKqNbXgbRLFm0pkBGPXlG8hUKQ/s1600-h/Beach+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355470520223589474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_xFNS_jsFPXAr1vQtbgney0uLUKkS5UR4t0wSBTS_HPwt35lrcCeRtnAk_aNf0nHYOmhVhBwllnUkxB9NoELKiao5i-TN-IeKknvCca9SoE_RKqNbXgbRLFm0pkBGPXlG8hUKQ/s200/Beach+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sharks you say? Even before we really got out into the bay? That's when I decided that the whole <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">snorkeling</span> thing was way over rated and that if I actually went out where I couldn't touch, I was sure to die. That and I just didn't have a very good feeling about it either. At that precise moment I was having these thoughts, Teri's brother-in-law said that he was having trouble with his mask leaking and that he was going to go back to shore. Talk about miracles from HEAVEN!!!! It took me about 1 second to hand him my mask and to count me out! You can call me chicken all you want, that was way too scary! The funny thing though was the guys had been joking with me about how you just need one person that's slower than you to avoid getting eaten by a shark. That had been my brother Joe until I'd decided to tag along. Now it was back to being Joe and he wasn't too happy with me leaving. He kept asking me, "Are you really leaving?" Uh, yeah! No sharks for me, thank you. :) That kid sure has guts because he sucked it up and went out with the guys, all the while, I was waving from the shore. :) The guys were gone for about 3 hours and all the girls back on the beach were starting to get worried. All of the sudden one of the guys came walking up the beach and his legs were pretty banged up and bleeding. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiolVwTB0XOuhVjjh8Ot0btT9EzM2VhPOkiiHFMb5ctyU0Iua2Q4_yJ92uF659EPjtp549Zm5xfxyaHLUUzDPlC9Te_JFwSKMg4sFxOM2pAwSrTu3pwFUsdtEdFD64tsNXM6d5U7w/s1600-h/Beach+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355745755653218978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiolVwTB0XOuhVjjh8Ot0btT9EzM2VhPOkiiHFMb5ctyU0Iua2Q4_yJ92uF659EPjtp549Zm5xfxyaHLUUzDPlC9Te_JFwSKMg4sFxOM2pAwSrTu3pwFUsdtEdFD64tsNXM6d5U7w/s200/Beach+048.jpg" border="0" /></a>Turns out that they all got too close to the cliffs and got grated across the rocks. He said that Joe was really bad. Teri and her sister Megan took off down the beach and I followed a little later thinking that I knew some CPR and could stop some major bleeding if needed, but thank heavens we ran into all the guys walking up the beach. Joe was pretty bad. He said that he got to close to a cave and almost got sucked in, but he grabbed onto some rocks that pretty much acted like a cheese grater on his body, but he didn't want to let go because it was either the rocks or the cave. The guy I gave my mask to has help save him by helping pull him up higher on the rocks. They climbed over the rocks to a more calm part of water where they jumped back in and swam for shore. Joe said that jumping back into the water, while he was bleeding was the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">scariest</span> thing he's ever done. He kept expecting to be bit by a shark the whole time he was in the water. I'm so glad I didn't go. Honestly, if my big 6'4", 270 lb brother who's pretty dang strong, was having a hard time holding onto those rocks, I would have been a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">goner</span>. I don't think I gave the Holy Ghost credit for the bad feeling at the time but I know it was him now. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355471717359945874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifTy6XeAmPYEyN4HmEwDxY0QAVdPswr2Y1G7cJDgvpohh2nKcDwZWCqjCThTOC1V0ziNs1Ap6meFTtRPeRr4-whhqOuT4SxbcxoCsj_Ghb2TomTkFVVvcD-UgbHUlH-mMyKQgRqw/s200/Beach+042.jpg" border="0" />I really need to start paying attention to him a little more. The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful, thank heavens. I can't wait until next year! When I got back I had a change to get together with some wonderful old friends from Phoenix. It was really good to see them again. Sometimes it's just really nice to go home.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-28541963095050071652009-06-09T07:42:00.001-07:002009-06-09T07:59:51.752-07:00First Saturday hike and pictures from our Cake Auction Girls Camp FundraiserEarly Saturday morning, while everyone else was sleeping,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5Vt18VeRABmFkIQXkvw45N-xqIalSyNlDsAm3qiFozVxbwg0vTA8ssbp_YuZX3sNCz4pEgTikd1SdA3RCQs8E3uzbfjSLgOWqtnuYzxeCYtmSvlJ16vLeQFEDzvuMMOC1T-D7Q/s1600-h/Hiking+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345340906224993810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5Vt18VeRABmFkIQXkvw45N-xqIalSyNlDsAm3qiFozVxbwg0vTA8ssbp_YuZX3sNCz4pEgTikd1SdA3RCQs8E3uzbfjSLgOWqtnuYzxeCYtmSvlJ16vLeQFEDzvuMMOC1T-D7Q/s200/Hiking+012.jpg" border="0" /></a> 4 crazy ladies woke up at 5:30 to head out on our first Saturday hike of the summer! We chose Little Cottonwood Trail for our first outing because it wasn't too hard or steep and <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8mnSZEDgvncY2M40o_Nlc7NvrTnGVsRL4vhUP85wcY-YWrc3SuAi3AXvkCa_hwkG74gp3k_b4iSK-BFM5yA4eToTRbUkEZOKldG_LNmzHIbJmmq6cIeB3mal3ZkOPFeTD2HNY7g/s1600-h/Hiking+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345341104056922594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8mnSZEDgvncY2M40o_Nlc7NvrTnGVsRL4vhUP85wcY-YWrc3SuAi3AXvkCa_hwkG74gp3k_b4iSK-BFM5yA4eToTRbUkEZOKldG_LNmzHIbJmmq6cIeB3mal3ZkOPFeTD2HNY7g/s200/Hiking+013.jpg" border="0" /></a>we needed something to build our confidence if we were to tackle something harder next time. It was beautiful!!!!! The creek was super swollen from the snow melt and rushed by like crazy. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivpi-cInPesdVyV4piG5XCODIHrchmszO5YTnBygjwolIx_znH0SfHr_Z4c0uSjlsHAi9cJwuYa7jzUp_keygdrnqSrJW9ABGdzEx714L9kdvU2Fj-I_wtjRRX3zKz2zi4Y_fpmw/s1600-h/Hiking+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345341279884254530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivpi-cInPesdVyV4piG5XCODIHrchmszO5YTnBygjwolIx_znH0SfHr_Z4c0uSjlsHAi9cJwuYa7jzUp_keygdrnqSrJW9ABGdzEx714L9kdvU2Fj-I_wtjRRX3zKz2zi4Y_fpmw/s200/Hiking+022.jpg" border="0" /></a>The trail kind of follows the creek up the mountain until you reach the old <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">quarry</span> where they cut granite for building stuff. Don't know what stuff but it was cool to see the old ruin. We laughed and talked and sang while we walked up the trail. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0a1YBk8QBx2wEkOYj-OlLHnhmopj2IujUJie6EgdntXwAadMxSYoB0iP99ceS6_jF3c3ffGDYSueeBd0rCThadB9uCwttPV14Xw7M9fNNoJNVHdX8EFKuKqE12eUXSB3U729HbA/s1600-h/Hiking+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345341491861681858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0a1YBk8QBx2wEkOYj-OlLHnhmopj2IujUJie6EgdntXwAadMxSYoB0iP99ceS6_jF3c3ffGDYSueeBd0rCThadB9uCwttPV14Xw7M9fNNoJNVHdX8EFKuKqE12eUXSB3U729HbA/s200/Hiking+020.jpg" border="0" /></a>It was one of the best times ever! I can't wait for the next one! Love ya Annette, Judy and Tracy! Thursday night before the hike we had a fundraiser for our ward's girls camp. We had taco salads with fresh hot delicious scones and honey butter. We also had people make cakes or cookies to donate to be auctioned off at the end of the dinner. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiat_dHHpFnAts3C3ZuHlZXT5m-gLxcb0flKhxRptgZdstvx9x4SQfhhmtsMxuBHR3liqpu5_ov2ioV3T4oG5Ceafq7abyMPH4ZwaQJ2uGt3TN-6ahyphenhyphenNY9er1r6Wd5Y8QsoHqWOSg/s1600-h/Hiking+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345341770612721650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiat_dHHpFnAts3C3ZuHlZXT5m-gLxcb0flKhxRptgZdstvx9x4SQfhhmtsMxuBHR3liqpu5_ov2ioV3T4oG5Ceafq7abyMPH4ZwaQJ2uGt3TN-6ahyphenhyphenNY9er1r6Wd5Y8QsoHqWOSg/s200/Hiking+002.jpg" border="0" /></a>They were so cute! I made the campfire cake and was pretty surprised how cute it turned out, if I can brag about myself for a second. :) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVqCOJpiv0hX6WwbfVPjTReIN4BluQH0Wxfr4HQt6KwKHJXpDgs-FicBUWzUJUv_adgiuQ_e-4MQcpgBEijNhs5sDgmcustqevWoXIgNg5seiY51iGi8caTLkHd4MFEsV6GC4lyw/s1600-h/Hiking+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345341967383527570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVqCOJpiv0hX6WwbfVPjTReIN4BluQH0Wxfr4HQt6KwKHJXpDgs-FicBUWzUJUv_adgiuQ_e-4MQcpgBEijNhs5sDgmcustqevWoXIgNg5seiY51iGi8caTLkHd4MFEsV6GC4lyw/s200/Hiking+011.jpg" border="0" /></a>Annette made the absolutely scrumptious looking strawberry and chocolate tower cake! I just wanted to shove that whole thing in my mouth!!! It looked so good!!!! One of our girls made the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">picnic</span> table cake, which was adorable!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSSuC2oU7bf2JtSEkBom_Jtwx_iGnSVzqpNOooPAuNTR-hdWmNi6ayE-g6HOHwCvZ0qpXHPfSLZNSxe9ydYZhqDfbiViTOV2yB0kMTtKAhCIIgRakxfGTOtaG94Huy5AmqBVNSAw/s1600-h/Hiking+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345342135610769778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSSuC2oU7bf2JtSEkBom_Jtwx_iGnSVzqpNOooPAuNTR-hdWmNi6ayE-g6HOHwCvZ0qpXHPfSLZNSxe9ydYZhqDfbiViTOV2yB0kMTtKAhCIIgRakxfGTOtaG94Huy5AmqBVNSAw/s200/Hiking+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> There were tons of other cakes but I thought I'd just put up a couple of them. I think we did pretty good money wise and hopefully we'll be able to put on a really fun camp for the girls now!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-1578820498924459232009-06-04T08:38:00.000-07:002009-06-04T08:52:53.168-07:00Take a hike!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCJ2wdxYrVZ5Domp6_7Qeho-t-sKFZX3Bt0e2YQMFrJZ3FhLzB3EdkAtyYDkdEaiLSj08CPnjZrP2xnFJrXTYMI5xZgJDX_9qrp2pn8aGy8zNnhXAS9tbtyj0PooaqbTZXr_a4Q/s1600-h/media4.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499387478208322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCJ2wdxYrVZ5Domp6_7Qeho-t-sKFZX3Bt0e2YQMFrJZ3FhLzB3EdkAtyYDkdEaiLSj08CPnjZrP2xnFJrXTYMI5xZgJDX_9qrp2pn8aGy8zNnhXAS9tbtyj0PooaqbTZXr_a4Q/s200/media4.jpeg" border="0" /></a>Last Wednesday for our combined Young Women/Young Men's activity we hiked up Ensign Peak. It was the first time I'd been up there and it was beautiful! The hike wasn't that far maybe 1 1/2 miles, a little steep in a few places, but was totally worth the effort.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihXBesWsMcAf55bGIvUKaPe5gCf48cCaHyWc-Z14lNBTI9zDQx4oIh43c3IGU9xiZ1_BxiXLC19qVWDkWt0zrf-UuF32wnLMgMmdGj56jwjPbrMFDcZKEo-nR1A-71S1itDblPRg/s1600-h/flowers"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499001633650066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihXBesWsMcAf55bGIvUKaPe5gCf48cCaHyWc-Z14lNBTI9zDQx4oIh43c3IGU9xiZ1_BxiXLC19qVWDkWt0zrf-UuF32wnLMgMmdGj56jwjPbrMFDcZKEo-nR1A-71S1itDblPRg/s200/flowers" border="0" /></a> I've decided that I'm going to become a hiking queen this summer and try out all the great hikes in the Salt Lake area. I posted a few pictures from the top, looking over the valley and some of the pretty flowers that were out along the trail.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwWMOuS4nTsfYACJPj1ao_9rpA-_Pekr5ftQmB6u_S6fkl8AQyYxGuCw3VHEjzKGG1MuRhHjtnp-ylp8ryswnY1cWLKR0dWAp3tgfdaMZX8oggY-HU-pyLo0VgyYn_U5U4TmOqrA/s1600-h/media2.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499122410975122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwWMOuS4nTsfYACJPj1ao_9rpA-_Pekr5ftQmB6u_S6fkl8AQyYxGuCw3VHEjzKGG1MuRhHjtnp-ylp8ryswnY1cWLKR0dWAp3tgfdaMZX8oggY-HU-pyLo0VgyYn_U5U4TmOqrA/s200/media2.jpeg" border="0" /></a> Net and I have decided we want to get out every Friday/Saturday and try a new hike each time, so if you'd like to tag along just let us know. Happy Hiking.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKrQP0E0U5qOcnu3PJquP9OwFQVvrT9GoqP5vOG2Imp_NPphjq7agcXZQsKsf9J_o45_BNNYDNe1XE2WbWwbLXCsgzVOT-xVavSbNVZnfdty6FiuFC9wQsRBNp-on_Ahlf5EuaNg/s1600-h/media5.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499572037260834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKrQP0E0U5qOcnu3PJquP9OwFQVvrT9GoqP5vOG2Imp_NPphjq7agcXZQsKsf9J_o45_BNNYDNe1XE2WbWwbLXCsgzVOT-xVavSbNVZnfdty6FiuFC9wQsRBNp-on_Ahlf5EuaNg/s200/media5.jpeg" border="0" /></a> :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASkESJJ9hBvFJjf66LdBpibnxGkeZn6y1EyKiZu3CkKlWaLBX_wVjj1yacgB1iNCPw47cciAL_fbinSsqFvn0Lh9fsUt8Z1J2-xuwQIo_es-wPi4E0vGaefTeieV9wTN1M5fI5Q/s1600-h/media3.jpeg"></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL45PXViJMSVw3h_AeZAsR5odw7hyIabqfE4b_RPAH9a_hVV5D72rS5yGXnCZzkrP5OyG6sVFxIj-YmMLMZeCIXbJN48iMCRM0daEwIVxHAzIDJX8L2yy5-CbuEBl_WQ9pXVm31w/s1600-h/media3.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343500760248008626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL45PXViJMSVw3h_AeZAsR5odw7hyIabqfE4b_RPAH9a_hVV5D72rS5yGXnCZzkrP5OyG6sVFxIj-YmMLMZeCIXbJN48iMCRM0daEwIVxHAzIDJX8L2yy5-CbuEBl_WQ9pXVm31w/s200/media3.jpeg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPaiL8MKoJBADPh1oBPB3dN969gflIWkegXxOMeyHlg2hAWK4m2ITu2VzUrFjR1V5Eem5vJpjVEBh7oOt4MBUoONCJvaqUyzTwRm4XjdA3VVOXQwr8phiSMA9lf9qOh7jKCPDiw/s1600-h/media5.jpeg"></a>Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-6719295213957055472009-06-01T16:24:00.000-07:002009-06-03T07:53:51.570-07:00Wicked dude!Holy crap! I almost forgot to post about going to see Wicked on May 1st! I was actually <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ticketless</span> until the<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEaTJyxSPewNh1B07RZrwn0AjZDM9-PmgWCWSPo0Jp9auMWu9uEQGH2clGx5gs5F2ImrwgXCUQIhczMjilAguuCMWURycJhni6HuPwCizkBCcCoQtpXI4FaUB6-GD1qAANnpOoDA/s1600-h/P5010062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342506847591545010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEaTJyxSPewNh1B07RZrwn0AjZDM9-PmgWCWSPo0Jp9auMWu9uEQGH2clGx5gs5F2ImrwgXCUQIhczMjilAguuCMWURycJhni6HuPwCizkBCcCoQtpXI4FaUB6-GD1qAANnpOoDA/s200/P5010062.JPG" border="0" /></a> night of the show and then a friend's child was sick so she couldn't go so I got a call announcing the wonderful news as I was driving downtown to meet them for dinner. I love going out with friends so even though I didn't have a ticket I still wanted to go out to dinner with everyone so that's what I was doing when <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrwFqfL2PSWn7JAThZ0jRdhQI7tlCpTdfzYMUnqJsGBIzruR_qkgE5wKI4xVmzLm0ZgdoLfTrYZMXL3WdRPUtUGIwq5eeR3kqvvbXyN33cPfgSxlidE3S7p0k5by6NiLxqeV4LHw/s1600-h/P5010063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342506959937815474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrwFqfL2PSWn7JAThZ0jRdhQI7tlCpTdfzYMUnqJsGBIzruR_qkgE5wKI4xVmzLm0ZgdoLfTrYZMXL3WdRPUtUGIwq5eeR3kqvvbXyN33cPfgSxlidE3S7p0k5by6NiLxqeV4LHw/s200/P5010063.JPG" border="0" /></a>I found out the blessed news! We went, and it was one of the best things I've ever seen! So funny, creative and brilliantly put together, I can't wait to go again! My pictures didn't quite turn out so I'm posting the only dorky one I have. I'm scrunching down and Judy is talking. Sorry Judy! I had on some absolutely fabulous black sparkly <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">strappy</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">stilettos</span> which made me about 6' 3", Judy is maybe 5' which led to some very funny pictures of her head being at my boob level when I hugged her. Kind of why I don't hug short men. I'll stop there. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Anyway</span>, see this show if you get the chance! It's like, totally Wicked!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-28513459415517203592009-06-01T15:08:00.000-07:002009-06-01T16:21:36.837-07:00It was worth a Tri!Ever wonder what it would be like to be to willingly subject yourself to torture? Well that's what I did on May 16<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span>! For some reason I let myself get talked into signing up for a sprint distance Triathlon in American Fork called the Women of Steel. It <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">think it</span> was the cool name of the event that was the deciding factor to me giving in. :) So anyway I signed up for the race in January thinking I have plenty of time to get in shape for the 300 m swim, 12.5 mile bike ride and the 3 mile run, and ultimately squandered my time away until I looked at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">calender</span> and almost died when I realized that time had slowly crept up on me and the race was only weeks away! Panic set in. I finally decided to go buy a bike (yeah, I hadn't really ridden a real bike since I was 12 and spin classes <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">kicks</span> your butt but aren't quite the same. Not too smart of me.) Purchased the bike the Saturday before the race and went on a little 2 mile ride on Monday to "break it in" before the race. I'd been running so I wasn't too worried about the running part of the race, but I was worried about the swim. I'd been practicing swimming at the local rec center. They have a 25 m pool that I felt pretty comfortable in but it turned out at the race that they used a 50 m pool to swim in. Now I was used to having a break every 25 m <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">because</span> I had to turn around at that point at the rec center pool but now I wasn't going to be able to get a break until 50 m, I was pretty nervous about that. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEbcUdFwXyo2AGqQ4g3i4Z121CXyJb_EOaQ5xaSeAdeE1QMBlowLgz0_RIberhyphenhyphenQhgUvylNDYI9Rx2CB3wDg5XczMRLSFlzcaCBho2FHkyQrOQkKkQuKRPY-6pmpVmKd02kZehw/s1600-h/Women+of+Steel+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502961964483874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEbcUdFwXyo2AGqQ4g3i4Z121CXyJb_EOaQ5xaSeAdeE1QMBlowLgz0_RIberhyphenhyphenQhgUvylNDYI9Rx2CB3wDg5XczMRLSFlzcaCBho2FHkyQrOQkKkQuKRPY-6pmpVmKd02kZehw/s200/Women+of+Steel+001.jpg" border="0" /></a>Anyway, the day arrived and my friend's wife Jerry picked me up at 5:30 AM so we'd have plenty of time to get there and get set up before the race. Jerry is the most wonderful lady and we had a blast driving down. She is in her mid 60's and she totally kicks butt in these events! She'd completed this race last year and had so much amazing advice that she shared with me on the drive down that was invaluable! So we got there and set up our areas by placing a towel down and setting out shoes and socks and everything we'd need for the transitions in order, and went and look around at the competition. For some reason I was thinking that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">there would </span>be just some regular looking people there but no, all these ladies looked like they meant business! They all had <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Tri</span> suits on and they looked like they were in really good shape. Gulp! That was my first hint that I was in trouble. It was finally time to start the race and everyone gathered at the pool. You were supposed to have timed yourself to see how long it took you to swim the 300 m before you got there so you knew where to line up when you got there. Jerry and I both stood in the 9 minute line and waited for our turns. That was the worst! You have to stand there and watch these ladies that could give Michael Phelps a run for his money finish the swim in 3 or 4 minutes! It was seriously intimidating. The way it worked out was they had two lines that you could choose to line up in, and each line was divided up into the different time's with the shortest time being at the front of the line. The 9 minute people were towards the end of the line. Anyway, the first person jumped in and a timer held off the next person until 10 seconds had passed then they let the next person in. This pattern continued until they reached the end of the lines.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDUIOkYdk_DnTcIAuj6FnIXA77LtbtTPUjvAbbH0l26jQ5tSgQADgs9jPyjc0EO7r8LMbi1FOCNliYyKc9pMVVxpD4BOd49VfXmFmunINlXaGeBuiw3zyf-p1qsdMANv46VXBz0Q/s1600-h/Women+of+Steel+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342503153574015410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDUIOkYdk_DnTcIAuj6FnIXA77LtbtTPUjvAbbH0l26jQ5tSgQADgs9jPyjc0EO7r8LMbi1FOCNliYyKc9pMVVxpD4BOd49VfXmFmunINlXaGeBuiw3zyf-p1qsdMANv46VXBz0Q/s200/Women+of+Steel+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> There were three lanes you swam in, going up one side, turning around in the same lane and going back down that same lane. When you reached the end of that lane you dove under the lane line into the next lane and repeated the swim, going up one side and back down the same side of the lane. You did that for a full 3 lanes, then you got to get out of the pool and race over to the transition area to get ready for the biking portion of the race. This was where my inexperience got to me. I hadn't purchased a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">tri</span> suit, I'd just worn my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">tankini</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">thinking</span> I'd just pull my bike shorts over my swim bottoms, pull my shirt on and creatively get into my sports bra while taking my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">tankini</span> top off, slip on my socks and shoes and I'd be off! Yeah right! I hadn't really practiced this part of the race, thinking that it wouldn't be that hard to hurry and change, but oh was I wrong! Bike shorts are pretty easy to put on when your dry but they didn't want to budge up my wet legs! It took me forever to get those babies on, having to contort my body in way's I didn't think were possible, giving everyone a show who were around me. :) Oh what I'd have given for a bed to lay down on so I could wiggle them on and do them up! I almost decided to just leave them and pull some shorts on I'd brought for the run when I gave them one last yank and they slipped up! Thank heavens they did <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">because</span> I think my butt would still be sore today if I hadn't of worn them. The bike <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">course</span> was a 6.25 mile loop that you did twice. That was fine except for it had three huge, steep hills right at the very beginning of the ride that almost did me in. When I got to the top of the last hill all I could think about was that I had to ride up them again! I ended up having to walk up the last hill the second time around, but that's what I get for not training on a bike beforehand. I really wanted to quit by the time I was 3/4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">th</span> through the bike ride. I couldn't even contemplate having to run after the biking portion. But I remembered what my goal was and that was just to finish. I didn't care what my time was but I just wanted to be able to say that I finished it. So I calmed down, finished out the bike ride and went for the run. That was the funniest transition because my legs felt like jello from the bike ride and it took me about 1/8 of a mile to get my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">rhythm</span> down for running. The s<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">cene</span> that kept coming back in to my brain was a clip from Seinfeld where Kramer went to the dentist to get a tooth fixed so his mouth is numb and he's also wearing these new exercise shoes that make him walk funny so people keep thinking he's mentally challenged. Anyway, that's how I felt I looked like as I was trying to get the kinks out of my legs so I could run. The run felt great and I actually passed a few ladies. I finished really close to being the last person but I at least finished! In retrospect it was the most amazing race I've ever done and I'd love to do it again, but it took me the weekend of recovering to have that attitude. :) If you ever need any advice on what NOT to do for a triathlon give me a call, I'm an expert on that. :) Can't wait for the next one, it really is worth a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">tri</span>.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-14974920674673377012009-05-13T11:47:00.000-07:002009-05-13T12:34:20.465-07:00Clean as a Whistle!<div>This post may be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">TMI</span> for some people but I'm just so proud of my dad that I couldn't resist <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtKIx_1kf1ETsr-IWJMzYjsYQSHgnYL68IRsxNwcWWsL1VIJo_5hIjwJz8xe9X0mTlL8XJBHDRLw4FeB2pNvdEDjHeSlJoSXbKKl1SzIR9bwRYgFU6tyKwwb5onOhd3yCndGhOqg/s1600-h/2005-07-07.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335394098544854066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtKIx_1kf1ETsr-IWJMzYjsYQSHgnYL68IRsxNwcWWsL1VIJo_5hIjwJz8xe9X0mTlL8XJBHDRLw4FeB2pNvdEDjHeSlJoSXbKKl1SzIR9bwRYgFU6tyKwwb5onOhd3yCndGhOqg/s200/2005-07-07.gif" border="0" /></a>posting it. My dad made an appointment for a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">colonoscopy</span> a month or so ago and that blessed day finally arrived bright and early Tuesday morning. My Mom said that he has kinda been looking forward to this event, oddly enough, but only in a "I'm a man, I can totally handle this" kind of way. I can actually picture him kind of jogging in place, doing some boxing punches and stretching to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">loosen</span> up before going into the exam room. Maybe even <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">throwing</span> a "Let's do this" out while walking through the door. He cracks me up. He told my Mom that he was just going to drive himself home afterwards so she didn't have to go if she didn't want to. Yeah, right. Short story, my mom went and drove home, silly Dad, but he did have a clean bill of health! To hear him tell it, the Dr stated that he'd never seen such a fine specimen of colon as my Dads'. :) Way to go Dad! My Dad has been a big fan of fiber since I can remember and it looks like fiber has been good to him over the years! Hopefully they'll send him a picture of his clean colon that he can frame and hang on the wall. Hum...maybe I've just found the perfect Father's Day present! Awesome!</div>Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-16861112425555937392009-05-11T06:44:00.001-07:002009-05-11T07:37:41.948-07:00Ugh!I think I'm having a mid life crisis. How does one get over it? I've tried chocolate (the not eating chocolate thing lasted about a day) buying things and sleep, but so far the only result I've had is that my pants have gotten tighter. Tight pants have not helped the crisis. Any recommendations on how to get over it?Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-32236509991102118972009-05-04T09:29:00.000-07:002009-05-04T09:50:45.704-07:00Disneyland, just what the Dr ordered!Have you ever gotten to the point were your just done. Done with<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4AJRJQI60jxxOMTTAR7LgN8E6ECBOn92rxV0ymZtDOoGFD2lPE10fFeHQI1bCGGkg01Tts2g8mXPi7WWFeJRFFRqrrqiZj80ANgIkoKghldwU3pmVqq1cEj4ywZQ6uCY_461iw/s1600-h/P4210061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004066346254322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4AJRJQI60jxxOMTTAR7LgN8E6ECBOn92rxV0ymZtDOoGFD2lPE10fFeHQI1bCGGkg01Tts2g8mXPi7WWFeJRFFRqrrqiZj80ANgIkoKghldwU3pmVqq1cEj4ywZQ6uCY_461iw/s200/P4210061.JPG" border="0" /></a> work, done with school, just done with the same old crap you have to put up with everyday? Ever wonder what could possibly fix that rut your in? Well I have the answer for you: Disneyland! They don't call it the happiest place in the world for nothing. It was the perfect little getaway. Work, school and all<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXHvdpQ_J-g1py2Qrp9OJw0aaiaQ9DaNdN2diKkTshmH0nK8AHpXL-kjQNvENIp9-F9wRwMF5Y1d-m1cf1P2Cz4KBkMPz8vcWPZL0JyKHyimw6tMOEterWh29QrXocAfS0Pcv3sA/s1600-h/P4200029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004228377434914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXHvdpQ_J-g1py2Qrp9OJw0aaiaQ9DaNdN2diKkTshmH0nK8AHpXL-kjQNvENIp9-F9wRwMF5Y1d-m1cf1P2Cz4KBkMPz8vcWPZL0JyKHyimw6tMOEterWh29QrXocAfS0Pcv3sA/s200/P4200029.JPG" border="0" /></a> the other worries that had been <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">plaguing</span> me for the last little while where completely forgotten in watching my cute little nieces experience the magic of the park. We arrived Monday afternoon, checked into the hotel and headed right over to California Adventure. My dad scored some sweet two day <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">park hopper</span> passes from AAA so we could take our time and go where ever we wanted, when we wanted. It was boiling hot but nothing could dampen the spirits of the two little jumping beans posing as my nieces as we went on the rides. They loved it! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSXwgVAOshk224L0bPkUbKySv9ME0a_etFnQjO7_5p__v3nJTrU8tu0Jy_nnNDt_cnQe1BYbKWflUldDHAZ6efhEdowQlgd2UePKKFUtpi_WEMudIrZSfK5OaRM-K6kUtSaOiyA/s1600-h/P4200028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004437966263522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSXwgVAOshk224L0bPkUbKySv9ME0a_etFnQjO7_5p__v3nJTrU8tu0Jy_nnNDt_cnQe1BYbKWflUldDHAZ6efhEdowQlgd2UePKKFUtpi_WEMudIrZSfK5OaRM-K6kUtSaOiyA/s200/P4200028.JPG" border="0" /></a>I think the best part was watching them run through the "cool off" places where they had misters and shooting water fountains the girls and us bigger kids were running through to cool off. It felt so good to get a little wet. Paisley was cracking me up. Her hair got wet and she kept laughing saying "Mommy, hair wet Mommy" then she'd let out this little chuckle. Aspen was<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpuUU4tHycaM79dTA4uXM7obG8dSA4Ohne-9yyjZkcmXL70_mea4ZOk_2PYB_UDUet38xUQ4R8kEPeXYrl23NpbBCDP2JRWUa_BMTrBiSy2LRFAXc902jJ7RaAFplEIWpghfrQQ/s1600-h/P4200042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004623741619042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpuUU4tHycaM79dTA4uXM7obG8dSA4Ohne-9yyjZkcmXL70_mea4ZOk_2PYB_UDUet38xUQ4R8kEPeXYrl23NpbBCDP2JRWUa_BMTrBiSy2LRFAXc902jJ7RaAFplEIWpghfrQQ/s200/P4200042.JPG" border="0" /></a> laughing and getting as wet as possible. They both are just darling! Joey, Aspen, Paisley and I went on this little Ladybug ride that is very similar to the Teacup ride at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">DL</span> but not as twirly. Aspen was laughing the whole time, just loving it, but Paisley sat there for a little bit not knowing if she like it or not and then towards the end of the ride she started making these siren noises, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhie4W73t_gZ49g-ji-UWGgxQADHNS5UFMt2NsGYezwBNPMFea-IRuhJfhPD1zcJf-xUmbWzht8pJH-DTZbdSpFihxDqyDChmM4qCfo8nMRB_IK31zaTnrXSi3n96zxzTIvkTk2_w/s1600-h/P4200049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005708186508210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhie4W73t_gZ49g-ji-UWGgxQADHNS5UFMt2NsGYezwBNPMFea-IRuhJfhPD1zcJf-xUmbWzht8pJH-DTZbdSpFihxDqyDChmM4qCfo8nMRB_IK31zaTnrXSi3n96zxzTIvkTk2_w/s200/P4200049.JPG" border="0" /></a>"<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">whoo</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">whoo</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">whoo</span>" without moving her lips. Joey and I just started cracking up! Her face never changed but just these noises started coming out of her. Oh my gosh, it was funny! The only down side was that the girls didn't get to meet any of the Princesses. We looked all over but couldn't find them. I'm sure the girls got over it pretty quickly but the adults were all bummed out. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeUdwuNrOfwpaunj2MYLKUTX5S0LH_Uf6n6GXUCE1E6laoGWLzVozrGns3SUA3GdKUdT6lqCqxr8KHEOh6UAEnAJzWOVSAceLTRFPSWazCCwJkKu-o36nDK_6CX0_Dt1ybsToBpQ/s1600-h/P4200052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005943371336002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeUdwuNrOfwpaunj2MYLKUTX5S0LH_Uf6n6GXUCE1E6laoGWLzVozrGns3SUA3GdKUdT6lqCqxr8KHEOh6UAEnAJzWOVSAceLTRFPSWazCCwJkKu-o36nDK_6CX0_Dt1ybsToBpQ/s200/P4200052.JPG" border="0" /></a>We still went on the Jungle Cruise, Pirates of the Caribbean, Small World, Haunted Mansion and the Dumbo Ride along with ton's of others. We honestly just about walked onto every ride there. Longest wait was for Splash Mountain and that was maybe 20-25 minutes. It rocked! Perfect time to go. One of the best rides was Joe taking Aspen on <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyhqUj_qwKdrNkuxUL1a_3977hBdXu6ssKY011Ct6hs1SL-u2_jNoYUWR72RG62gcwD6yg99yDQt6IzgYQSU7A9xHBBfjLtpeeJvhLGZMgWeTQ4vYe3qNfWKyp2KMYO69Pf6j3Q/s1600-h/P4210055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332006188441147330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyhqUj_qwKdrNkuxUL1a_3977hBdXu6ssKY011Ct6hs1SL-u2_jNoYUWR72RG62gcwD6yg99yDQt6IzgYQSU7A9xHBBfjLtpeeJvhLGZMgWeTQ4vYe3qNfWKyp2KMYO69Pf6j3Q/s200/P4210055.JPG" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Thunder</span> Mountain. She was so excited to go but two second into the ride she was screaming "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy" which was so funny because that's what Joey used to do when we'd take him on rides when he was little! You'll have to ask him about the Magic <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Carpet</span> ride at<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5GHpqeA_EVHMWdHEdWEKd520nwHxH7drtggj1i-jAiP61x5hnvw4ti-clEbG8eTio6lfX_KSvy2MPqPoYKuDP495YIEqUPkfAgVcaSkryfpo0cb19mMMeoYZ07nPu9IXx2eJ3CA/s1600-h/P4210056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332006399932175778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5GHpqeA_EVHMWdHEdWEKd520nwHxH7drtggj1i-jAiP61x5hnvw4ti-clEbG8eTio6lfX_KSvy2MPqPoYKuDP495YIEqUPkfAgVcaSkryfpo0cb19mMMeoYZ07nPu9IXx2eJ3CA/s200/P4210056.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lagoon when he was a little guy! <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Hilarious</span>! On Tuesday afternoon Teri took the kids back for a nap and Mom and Dad went to lay down too, so Jason, Joe and I got to go run around hitting all the "grown up" rides. The Tower of Terror is fantastic! Sorry Joe and Jason <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEn3UCJqgk0sfKxe0Os9udvSAleu0U2UMHo4cJ3EHvz1h1IBxjMmLnng-59rkCv8tjY3rKesdzcexh1ut_W9LVSNfjHM0GzP5KZxQZ_NZE17N8cNa_65Q4-S4GdUMIjKbe18uGQ/s1600-h/P4210057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332006600462947554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEn3UCJqgk0sfKxe0Os9udvSAleu0U2UMHo4cJ3EHvz1h1IBxjMmLnng-59rkCv8tjY3rKesdzcexh1ut_W9LVSNfjHM0GzP5KZxQZ_NZE17N8cNa_65Q4-S4GdUMIjKbe18uGQ/s200/P4210057.JPG" border="0" /></a>for grabbing your legs! They really need to show you where the hand hold are before they drop you 5 stories! :) We rode on the crazy, non-regulation sized Screamer Coaster. I was actually fine the first time around...it was the second time that got me followed by getting spun around in circles on the Rapids ride. I had to head to the closest bathroom. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW5bvwcSotYI6k2iu_RQH_yz3n61yVj42Dv4SOFt8vcxAp6IUMiBcmSuTdSetbxlRJBBwu0GroxgESj6gu8_qScq41C9Y1tNTG_zJ3cnrYAimMr854aJihZsjofL7daXjscabc8A/s1600-h/P4210060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332006795376543666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW5bvwcSotYI6k2iu_RQH_yz3n61yVj42Dv4SOFt8vcxAp6IUMiBcmSuTdSetbxlRJBBwu0GroxgESj6gu8_qScq41C9Y1tNTG_zJ3cnrYAimMr854aJihZsjofL7daXjscabc8A/s200/P4210060.JPG" border="0" /></a>Eating a bacon cheese burger and then going on those rides isn't the best of ideas, so my puking spree continued! But that's all part of the fun, right? :) I got to meet up with my emailing buddy John for dinner Tuesday night and had a blast finally talking to him. It was so fun to sit and actually talk to someone I've been emailing for over a year. The time flew by and the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">restaurant</span> was closing before we knew it. We'll have to do that again, I had the best time. So summing everything up, that was a fantastic vacation! Can't wait for the next one in June...camping in San <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Elijo</span> State Park on the beach just outside of San Diego. That's going to be fun!Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-32720778966446541812009-04-15T13:54:00.000-07:002009-04-15T14:11:52.952-07:00Sugar Coma!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325027657689630738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibKUPOlYstS0DpJcPZ0mMQk0aF5kMeu5vXejw4wTKcwmxDb0gQ-hmItT6OHnrUIFMSxlPtwceFA_ylY1_ESkWcWuIfUf2Frcc_pCWGVnIRVRwjS_gvg6KHjc6XetW0VrpFy2frVw/s200/IMAGE.jpeg" border="0" />My sister-in-law sent me this picture of my Phoenix nieces after their sugar high wore off. I love it! If you look close <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">enough</span> you'll see they're holding hands as they sleep. It's probably the sweetest thing I've ever seen in my entire life! But talking about sugar, I've come to a decision that if I ever see another piece of chocolate again it will be too soon!!! I had a dream last night that someone offered me some chocolate and I was grossed out at the thought of eating it even in my dream! You know you've been bad when you can't even dream about chocolate without getting sick. :) So now I've decided to go cold turkey and ban myself from eating chocolate FOREVER!!!!...or at least until Halloween....or my birthday...NO Halloween! It's just chocolate people, not the end of the world! It's on! It'll be super easy once I get past the cold sweats and shakes that are sure to come as early as tomorrow. :)Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12394329.post-15030343507756602602009-04-06T08:13:00.001-07:002009-04-06T09:08:59.719-07:00Little tidbits from the last couple of weeks.I feel like so much has been going on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">that I</span> haven't been able to catch up on all the fun stuff. So here's a little review of what the last few weeks has been. I've been writing like a crazy women for my Psych class but I'm almost done with that class so there is an end in sight for that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">madness</span>. My final is on my birthday. It will be a very happy birthday as far as I'm concerned, because I'll never have to take that class again! <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hallelujah</span>! The young women in my ward are just adorable and I got to take two of them down to watch the Young Women's session at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Conference</span> Center. We had great seats and loved being able to listen to the<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-E3Ns2bxzoC6zhiiv5oaUqoDoiZQ8N2hN6IT-CIq5Z1Z77RJu81QpooPFdtsXiqRz5gSDKRJ0-LYy_p5OSq2lBzr7MewG9ctY8sLAwwWSKoIZTmuz_8E3D2AltKltqP6orZC4iw/s1600-h/P3280013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321610301978107042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-E3Ns2bxzoC6zhiiv5oaUqoDoiZQ8N2hN6IT-CIq5Z1Z77RJu81QpooPFdtsXiqRz5gSDKRJ0-LYy_p5OSq2lBzr7MewG9ctY8sLAwwWSKoIZTmuz_8E3D2AltKltqP6orZC4iw/s200/P3280013.JPG" border="0" /></a> leaders of the church. It was so touching to stand in that amazing building and listen to 16 thousand beautiful young women sing the closing song with all their hearts. I can't even remember what the song was but I can remember the feeling it gave me. Just another witness to me that the church is true. We are so blessed to have the gospel in our lives. Just yesterday between the two <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">conference</span> sessions I got to meet up with a companion from my mission at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">conference</span> center. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Soeur</span> Summer <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Leavitt</span> is now Summer Miller. She's married to a wonderful guy and has a little boy named Cole, who is adorable. It was so fun<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjdiQ-MZ5_p8eqr_elOvXTwpPQueyK5T9jHe-TaYll0laCofviyc-4snLhRrE66x1rnO4Si6Xl0S6c3xLM5jUYn4W815LjNLywtIMKSEfvL9qldygYhsJgvYABR7HKCXd3jj82Yg/s1600-h/P4050016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321610483350166994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjdiQ-MZ5_p8eqr_elOvXTwpPQueyK5T9jHe-TaYll0laCofviyc-4snLhRrE66x1rnO4Si6Xl0S6c3xLM5jUYn4W815LjNLywtIMKSEfvL9qldygYhsJgvYABR7HKCXd3jj82Yg/s200/P4050016.JPG" border="0" /></a> to see her! She was my very last companion on my mission and one of my favorites of all time! Having her as my companion after having had a few hard <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">companionship's</span> was a blessing in itself. The last months of my mission were perfect and I have her to thank for a lot of that. She was a hard worker, close to her Heavenly Father and gave her whole heart to being a missionary. It was so fun to see her again and talk about the old days.Alexandriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10029007536594657084noreply@blogger.com3