tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43687553498625786432024-02-02T02:03:18.444-07:00Shorty's ShenanigansPondering Life's Daily ConundrumsAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-80736947232222581062012-11-02T18:36:00.000-06:002012-11-02T18:36:33.930-06:00Good Morning Hong Kong!We made it to Hong Kong! It is 8:00am on November 3rd and we just survived about 17 hours worth of flying so far. <br />
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We had a very nice flight to Los Angeles where I had lovely conversations with a kind Australian man who had great insight into world traveling and had some amazing tips for traveling in Thailand. His name was Jack and he travels all over the world for business. Although it sounds glamorous to me, Jack has similar feelings as myself that...you get over it really quickly, especially when you are gone more than you are home. So here's to you Jack...safe travels getting back to Sydney and your family and thanks for the tips!<br />
View of LA<br />
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Flight 1 of 4 for today<br />
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The 15 hour flight to Hong Kong was easier for me than it was for poor Natedogg. After we walked through 1st class and Business Class to get to our ghetto seats on our plane, we sure wished we were rich and could have afforded those nice pods in 1st class. They have quite a sense of humor over there at Cathay Pacific. Natedogg was pretty much needing about 15 more inches of room for his legs. He didn't sleep much and therefore is delirious and slap happy. Geez - I thought he was just appreciating how much being married to me was awesome! :-)<br />
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The mountains are super close to the airport. They look magnificent...even thought it's super foggy.<br />
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We are now chilling in the Hong Kong airport drinking some pretty strong coffee. <br />
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It took me 5 minutes to figure out how to change Yahoo back to English.<br />
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And now we are off to Bangkok...<br />
We'll holler when we arrive there.<br />
Love,<br />
Shorty & Natedogg<br />
Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-81072635022548986442012-10-29T15:08:00.000-06:002012-10-29T15:08:20.303-06:00ThailandI've been a total loser and haven't blogged in forever...I know! But for those of you who are not on Facebook and would like to follow our travels to Thailand, this is the place to be.<br />
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We leave November 1st and I can't tell you how excited we are!<br />
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So stay tuned...Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-46826332535304927742008-11-13T22:11:00.002-07:002008-11-13T22:51:33.189-07:00Have you ever felt like your heart could just burst with too much love?Tonight I am overwhelmed with so much emotion...I feel like my heart could just burst open. Tonight was Isa's first band concert, she plays the trombone, and I didn't think I could love anything or be as proud of anyone/thing as I was of her tonight. She is so beautiful and so talented and just such a great kid which is a testament to her parents and their love for her and how they are raising her. I looked at her through a camera lens and saw a collage of her short but sweet life and how much she has changed mine. She has the best parts of both of her parents! :-) I am truly so blessed to be her aunt. <br /><br />Tonight, my heart felt a contentment and a peace that I have not felt in so long I didn't think the feeling would ever come back. My family, and our wonderful "better halves" all gathered together, happy and watching this child who has us all wrapped around her finger. I looked at my father and said "Thank you" to the Lord for him...for his renewed presence in our lives. For how Isabel has Shawnda's smile which is just like his. How magnificent to see these traits in each one of them. I looked at our new friend Sandy and am profoundly grateful for her sharing her time with us to come to a band concert and eat ice cream with us. I looked at my sister and see what a beautiful, strong woman she has become. I see wisdom and a spirit in her that inspires laughing and joy. I look at my brother in law and see in his eyes the love of a father. His face shines so bright when he is near her. It has been such a treat to see him teach her to throw a football. I am constantly amazed and humbled by how much he gives and gives and gives. I look at my best friend, Nate and I am brought to my knees with gratefullness for him and his love for me. His heart and his capacity for thoughtfullness is inspiring to me. I finally found someone who values family as much as I do...it's awesome! <br /><br />I also had the opportunity to babysit my friend Melanie's child, Adison, tonight and I brought him with me to the band concert. For so long, I felt that I did not have anyone in my life to rely on for help so I just became accustomed to doing everything by myself or for myself, and tonight, I saw my sister, my dad, Sandy, Nate and Javier help me with this child because my arm hurt. I didn't even have to ask...I really can't express in words how this very simple act brought such a warmth to my heart. Here is where God has to help me...to accept the help and not feel guilty. I think sometimes...if I can't do it all myself, then I am less or not enough.<br /><br />This amazing child brings us all together and allows me to be a part of something so wonderful.<br /><br />I guess I've put enought mushiness out there. I am grateful and amazed.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-44802304174977123082008-10-26T18:41:00.010-06:002008-10-26T22:18:05.141-06:00NateandIsaPalooza! Party #2Nate and Isa's birthday are 2 days apart so we had all the families over for another birthday celebration. We had a ton of fun! We had all of Nate's family and our family AND we had 2 special guests, my cousin Michelle and her friend Cristil. <br />We took over the 3 Margaritas restaurant for some fine Mexican food. The didn't know what to do with us...our poor waiter Javier was excited that our Javier could speak Spanish to him. It was super cute.<br /><div align="center">The birthday kids! </div><div align="center">Natedogg and Isa</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261655637761497138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSelzuewpjwQu6aeDEtMgCht8ewYFE03fZU0L41JTlRnKVCWRouQSvaKdiJovPF1JRujQ595F7D3lck3R01T3dHyUdPQS-P2PmkygWogbYSHX5pM5fzEiTxG9SBWNsxND7JfkJRZFcuwQ/s320/21_the+bday+kids.JPG" border="0" /><br />After dinner we came back to the house for presents and to play some cards. <br />Isabel was about to get the surprise of her life. We made her put on a blind fold. Tee hee.<br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHIQIGhUiGeiODWFu0fOUniKk-3jvl0nRB4XzIHvIvwDTa2nHMvgjzSnCk8GkmvhYcbE348Poz_g8hi6zXA9jPnCWnC_zhEm_6znVPxs_Ki0cE4ewEB7z7APdNKfZpBOz6L3vW4H9ZIPY/s1600-h/1_Isabel+Hiding+Eyes.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261665137137557890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHIQIGhUiGeiODWFu0fOUniKk-3jvl0nRB4XzIHvIvwDTa2nHMvgjzSnCk8GkmvhYcbE348Poz_g8hi6zXA9jPnCWnC_zhEm_6znVPxs_Ki0cE4ewEB7z7APdNKfZpBOz6L3vW4H9ZIPY/s320/1_Isabel+Hiding+Eyes.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="left"> And here comes the surprise...wait for it....</div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpcNA3gx9kEZkwdUIk5jvWhk_haXPTMOQfqCasxgbAtLu9GC7YfHd-R6Qh-fdsNxX-T4BxvL4drr5VETogvsCiq3PulUhT7alCc97bbDY2cWovat1n3K0wpre4FhdUmzFSzN3Zb0SwpI/s1600-h/2_Isa+find+her+gift.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261665127106960754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpcNA3gx9kEZkwdUIk5jvWhk_haXPTMOQfqCasxgbAtLu9GC7YfHd-R6Qh-fdsNxX-T4BxvL4drr5VETogvsCiq3PulUhT7alCc97bbDY2cWovat1n3K0wpre4FhdUmzFSzN3Zb0SwpI/s320/2_Isa+find+her+gift.JPG" border="0" /></a> Her very own Razor (which is like a smaller persons version of the Vespa...super cute). I think she liked it. :-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDttq132wvxdfglGaxb_xCjeUgRhqsENzG8YvNaasYYdwWyFAoHc-6AF_D6oN5f44J6h7DeCLgt1JfgT_AcvOsRSdCBn_3ceRHj5TUB2_l3d7oAFAvgzLUwSPwr02noSxucWU9gTY7qGA/s1600-h/3_Isa+and+her+present.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261665119008922226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDttq132wvxdfglGaxb_xCjeUgRhqsENzG8YvNaasYYdwWyFAoHc-6AF_D6oN5f44J6h7DeCLgt1JfgT_AcvOsRSdCBn_3ceRHj5TUB2_l3d7oAFAvgzLUwSPwr02noSxucWU9gTY7qGA/s320/3_Isa+and+her+present.JPG" border="0" /></a> Natedogg got lots of cool clothes, lots of Broncos gear and we got him the tint for the windows on our new Toyota. <br /><div align="center">Isn't he handsome with his new blue shirt?</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl1sXyuA6WrrJcGMpvirbzzFOaZUMw0wZQu8L-Nr4vmqj9QOBHlBjQSTuZX9HoKKphmaSTPJvjBU4PGpIOEChu7iba4r_SkVE0TAI7Jbvf2gvvGcPFAqjRQwBeHI6VP_jNzTSjnL-dsyw/s1600-h/4_Nate+and+his+gift.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261664701675858690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl1sXyuA6WrrJcGMpvirbzzFOaZUMw0wZQu8L-Nr4vmqj9QOBHlBjQSTuZX9HoKKphmaSTPJvjBU4PGpIOEChu7iba4r_SkVE0TAI7Jbvf2gvvGcPFAqjRQwBeHI6VP_jNzTSjnL-dsyw/s320/4_Nate+and+his+gift.JPG" border="0" /></a> Oh my - another fantastic submission to The Funny Face project!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3AVT8SZUwtpggsHGS7HEwvbsPOyfXdYHquq2oMED3pwHYjFHRIYo5fx_4XcPiLJygHvvyUrvLQJA2MxkLKoqYpPtapnx5lqfDkno-pvWYvEe4Ogieem-M9d7a6wfLcwL1IhYf3dOsR0k/s1600-h/5_What+a+face.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662805134007330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3AVT8SZUwtpggsHGS7HEwvbsPOyfXdYHquq2oMED3pwHYjFHRIYo5fx_4XcPiLJygHvvyUrvLQJA2MxkLKoqYpPtapnx5lqfDkno-pvWYvEe4Ogieem-M9d7a6wfLcwL1IhYf3dOsR0k/s320/5_What+a+face.JPG" border="0" /></a> Natedogg and our nephew Jason. Jason looks a bit aprehensive, doesn't he?<br />He's wondering why he didn't get any presents.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzsHkYSGenTIFPAiw9xQ21QjQfKgSY1DSakYnMJj_96Clt8amwyICNitQZpUcXP-dOjaq6JEopdD9ly_Ri1w2_j9bgshT3BNMpI8EbCAyYMxyK7eOYm6ljetwHOEqOMG7mYxPMf-8Zbk/s1600-h/6_Nate+and+Jason.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662797858245794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzsHkYSGenTIFPAiw9xQ21QjQfKgSY1DSakYnMJj_96Clt8amwyICNitQZpUcXP-dOjaq6JEopdD9ly_Ri1w2_j9bgshT3BNMpI8EbCAyYMxyK7eOYm6ljetwHOEqOMG7mYxPMf-8Zbk/s320/6_Nate+and+Jason.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span></span><span></span>Javier is proud of all the hard work that went into putting the Razor together...notice who is in fact doing the work at the bottom of the picture! :-)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_SC0GhEG0DfmkYQakivxzW0oQUEEiNnMhvXXZecilglUJre1h_r5XPtcsPs2a_SKpTzhy2e1mnhdasEx4hVZXTF7Wldc0qRF_pmSvz7IYExMnOUcpesmukyaqpfqGfAP5ON8JrOCwnx8/s1600-h/8_Jav+and+the+razor.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662764049868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_SC0GhEG0DfmkYQakivxzW0oQUEEiNnMhvXXZecilglUJre1h_r5XPtcsPs2a_SKpTzhy2e1mnhdasEx4hVZXTF7Wldc0qRF_pmSvz7IYExMnOUcpesmukyaqpfqGfAP5ON8JrOCwnx8/s320/8_Jav+and+the+razor.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jason gets his turn to ride the Razor. That's kind of a scary look on his face. We may not want to let him ride motorcycles in real life. Ha Ha!<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmsm3CAd7HnkSpK_GJT7bh8bYGR-aONSMtqxNxI_K8yg1B_UM1zaDDHpZgCEX8n6oyqXZAgXA7EL2rxnTMaRByAyUp3UNi_uzQ6XWotPCZ0rzZ2_7TPioY-4596pEaWeLTzL5EoJNs2HQ/s1600-h/9_jason+on+the+razor.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662751448039634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmsm3CAd7HnkSpK_GJT7bh8bYGR-aONSMtqxNxI_K8yg1B_UM1zaDDHpZgCEX8n6oyqXZAgXA7EL2rxnTMaRByAyUp3UNi_uzQ6XWotPCZ0rzZ2_7TPioY-4596pEaWeLTzL5EoJNs2HQ/s320/9_jason+on+the+razor.JPG" border="0" /></a> The puppies were feeling extremely left out. Louis begged Grandpa to let him ride the Razor. So he got the first ride. He's in heaven...such an adventerous puppy! Notice that Jada is now feeling very jealous.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLuaLVdebWrN_FpB4Q0e1UdUCwFiYgj6mR2iOUmoRfWeDkBjD5uZwB1gS71uhYZX_tLH2SF5wmJJ2KTavTzgycflY_tzA2t1H1-B-halaXS-2ceFcECyApQ91SYA9J4Wdo2IH575x0Ew/s1600-h/10_Dad+and+Louis.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661993563536402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLuaLVdebWrN_FpB4Q0e1UdUCwFiYgj6mR2iOUmoRfWeDkBjD5uZwB1gS71uhYZX_tLH2SF5wmJJ2KTavTzgycflY_tzA2t1H1-B-halaXS-2ceFcECyApQ91SYA9J4Wdo2IH575x0Ew/s320/10_Dad+and+Louis.JPG" border="0" /></a> So now it's her turn to have a ride with Grandpa!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68D95C_8UF0Hgc7QIkr1z3seM00vKlt5xZnCzFWOJlpjpkBx_oTzHGfe9uIRmTAKUM8hclNrRbyEehX1AKP52BPgJrePX__1IGOJLlHHbT_dEcsqWdMmCx2oysVmCzu7ylrXXuluspEw/s1600-h/11_Dad+and+Jada.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661984597368162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68D95C_8UF0Hgc7QIkr1z3seM00vKlt5xZnCzFWOJlpjpkBx_oTzHGfe9uIRmTAKUM8hclNrRbyEehX1AKP52BPgJrePX__1IGOJLlHHbT_dEcsqWdMmCx2oysVmCzu7ylrXXuluspEw/s320/11_Dad+and+Jada.JPG" border="0" /></a>Isa got her customized plates "IsaRks"</div><div>(that's Isa Rocks for those of you who have a hard time with customized plates, like say...Gudgi)</div><div>Just playin' Dad.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1AjdIgFNW3QkB8_7jwWTFTp5sLhts1JoRvjAdDlRconR618v1ejRuslJUYx5NJ0oOJcSzsSdEh3aIaLOGZsmSqo0G_sC8UibK9gsz6CVsyp25f6nuqf-zDv1ipTWFERQS6fsw-7gJK_8/s1600-h/12_Isa+Rocks.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661979999632082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1AjdIgFNW3QkB8_7jwWTFTp5sLhts1JoRvjAdDlRconR618v1ejRuslJUYx5NJ0oOJcSzsSdEh3aIaLOGZsmSqo0G_sC8UibK9gsz6CVsyp25f6nuqf-zDv1ipTWFERQS6fsw-7gJK_8/s320/12_Isa+Rocks.JPG" border="0" /></a> And finally...the birthday boy could not resist taking a ride on the Razor. </div><div>He look like he's ready for a road trip.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyHyZKvidKwJJNN2Azzx2MK36Lrvbye_q1oDssXNxPMS6En5FLv7u7Srj7OfcH_JdveUWcPsUvjOO4kc0c3M1PcfliHfxNAvn02aWWYQ-9JgwYI1_WiGg2ibqQvAXAAZ6SwdKlm3mV14g/s1600-h/13_Nate+on+the+razor.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661974220199810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyHyZKvidKwJJNN2Azzx2MK36Lrvbye_q1oDssXNxPMS6En5FLv7u7Srj7OfcH_JdveUWcPsUvjOO4kc0c3M1PcfliHfxNAvn02aWWYQ-9JgwYI1_WiGg2ibqQvAXAAZ6SwdKlm3mV14g/s320/13_Nate+on+the+razor.JPG" border="0" /></a>Ever the generous young lady, she gave everyone else a turn on her present and it was finally her turn to hop on. She could not wait for that thing to charge so she could take it outside.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJcLP7IInkI14BpWOpj56E70nOPsnknW9dcc47qk3M7ZdYv9H3lV2mZtz-mjPTy58cQwnbX13EYmdyhzgoZYWuqFN5pZhBbcXHtivoUH8dqLdrpGOUS6lyprYJ4q25nqwhOnv58IJW0Y/s1600-h/15_Isa+on+the+razor.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660651562782594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJcLP7IInkI14BpWOpj56E70nOPsnknW9dcc47qk3M7ZdYv9H3lV2mZtz-mjPTy58cQwnbX13EYmdyhzgoZYWuqFN5pZhBbcXHtivoUH8dqLdrpGOUS6lyprYJ4q25nqwhOnv58IJW0Y/s320/15_Isa+on+the+razor.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dad and my cousin Michelle. We were so excited to have her and her friend Cristil with us for the week-end.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661967849228162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDNLg5_4T9y3eBAEdHpBZQjpxZJbIIBPNLyd3z-IqBxYcWHXqqOpx_Ez7rRP4Rx8i1lmWCLCu2wixXIiugDQCuYP8x7HBQnO-JyZ0qH9yx3zlvlVaVRe90POdAZfMwprzCVZehN23gJSM/s320/14_Dad+and+Michelle.JPG" border="0" />Dad, Michelle and Cristil<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2HL1Je6fM0DtBm_2uAG8a0hAG40QWPTK7Vt-Ksvrj3ToBG-bRjpeT6wnGzBb13P4YrQrb8kq6fMQvkmC_5nZu3F3hxuHtvZKQKbHafkYKaGZh71mQyVr3gnTQN8Rd4hSmOPSMM1Kbrg/s1600-h/16_Dad+Michelle+Cristil.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660638300796386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2HL1Je6fM0DtBm_2uAG8a0hAG40QWPTK7Vt-Ksvrj3ToBG-bRjpeT6wnGzBb13P4YrQrb8kq6fMQvkmC_5nZu3F3hxuHtvZKQKbHafkYKaGZh71mQyVr3gnTQN8Rd4hSmOPSMM1Kbrg/s320/16_Dad+Michelle+Cristil.JPG" border="0" /></a> 2 very pretty ladies - Isa and Shawnda<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2Psfa9_Dp-rKJSOj6fv9n39_MO-kQ6ZGquKYe1Hy_nCV41C4vmN_upglXjFo_Xm4aI3Ds59ULvtajuGxTYrLGGurHAo__YXCzOPcUAPzv8O61guMHXYoeuDYm24NYxDK9hMavOUN6hs/s1600-h/18_Isa+and+Shawnda.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660621915356114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2Psfa9_Dp-rKJSOj6fv9n39_MO-kQ6ZGquKYe1Hy_nCV41C4vmN_upglXjFo_Xm4aI3Ds59ULvtajuGxTYrLGGurHAo__YXCzOPcUAPzv8O61guMHXYoeuDYm24NYxDK9hMavOUN6hs/s320/18_Isa+and+Shawnda.JPG" border="0" /></a> Everyone wants a picture with the Princess!</div><div>Michelle and Isa<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiocEeF4Ld2ifjtrJHbk_wLC_W3sjLgjuEoQDpR_RF0o14_zukRpzzK46oEMa4mGtxEFaxJFDb6A0Nqtp8Nn6yHnkpUsVpiPQUGDDkK1o4OF8qq8oMqKe7703p1X_U2ol3Ca20eDzJ0p0A/s1600-h/19_Michelle+and+Isa.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660618410492402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiocEeF4Ld2ifjtrJHbk_wLC_W3sjLgjuEoQDpR_RF0o14_zukRpzzK46oEMa4mGtxEFaxJFDb6A0Nqtp8Nn6yHnkpUsVpiPQUGDDkK1o4OF8qq8oMqKe7703p1X_U2ol3Ca20eDzJ0p0A/s320/19_Michelle+and+Isa.JPG" border="0" /></a>The Princess and her Daddy<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVqXwDXuCfv4jq9LijSza19IfizoF2DOeNTMkdukoucCB3XlbAiFGq9rIUbnW2vIekaDPRVmEBheHryQJDZwOMt3F0cg9jJRiBrWv1ePv3Fmkc20Kr7eIvRV1iFL9NTio0EToqzRr4Ls/s1600-h/20_Jav+and+Isa.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261655639045124770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVqXwDXuCfv4jq9LijSza19IfizoF2DOeNTMkdukoucCB3XlbAiFGq9rIUbnW2vIekaDPRVmEBheHryQJDZwOMt3F0cg9jJRiBrWv1ePv3Fmkc20Kr7eIvRV1iFL9NTio0EToqzRr4Ls/s320/20_Jav+and+Isa.JPG" border="0" /></a> Me and the baby. I am so stinkin' blessed it's sick!<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5PR_soin5kbCt5KREyelC6_cf3o6mloCq3pRTWTgydoduYPGAUDV-LoFRxXlAsMW14HQPOeFd39iXKCuEfVeCekEL_VOrOSOWynPRJvrZLGMjiJIk7KNXisEIadtKRDcwyMgcp1DpS8/s1600-h/22_me+and+the+baby.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261655624214268594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5PR_soin5kbCt5KREyelC6_cf3o6mloCq3pRTWTgydoduYPGAUDV-LoFRxXlAsMW14HQPOeFd39iXKCuEfVeCekEL_VOrOSOWynPRJvrZLGMjiJIk7KNXisEIadtKRDcwyMgcp1DpS8/s320/22_me+and+the+baby.JPG" border="0" /></a> Nate's parents, Big Dogg and Sharon with Jason<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGa5i9g44lOvxi4P0JSISFd9e5_LK3uq1PmYKH7RMy0kMp_jzQBL_4v5BCloJWIONODYlDnWyjfuFHVC2assjz3La3ZNyvNezqLwDgs5bNQo_ZiEKzANhu7Hnjek2ZgIJ20O0ak6lrsms/s1600-h/23_gparents+and+jason.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261655614278853538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGa5i9g44lOvxi4P0JSISFd9e5_LK3uq1PmYKH7RMy0kMp_jzQBL_4v5BCloJWIONODYlDnWyjfuFHVC2assjz3La3ZNyvNezqLwDgs5bNQo_ZiEKzANhu7Hnjek2ZgIJ20O0ak6lrsms/s320/23_gparents+and+jason.JPG" border="0" /></a> Most of Nate's family - Nate, Big Dogg, Jason, Sharon and his sister Emily.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLmukNfo__1ZGEDQBZG9sC9KxtC4aFZxSHvRQsjNxq4xG5aNc_y6avnHdKFXkBv48r7O9Ic6qKfDJY4ID6okB-McYyfQyq5Y4ALCD5Ae9FYOkbhWSVafIk_r8aLBtly94KEst06MpBk9s/s1600-h/24_the+rogers.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261655601001741570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLmukNfo__1ZGEDQBZG9sC9KxtC4aFZxSHvRQsjNxq4xG5aNc_y6avnHdKFXkBv48r7O9Ic6qKfDJY4ID6okB-McYyfQyq5Y4ALCD5Ae9FYOkbhWSVafIk_r8aLBtly94KEst06MpBk9s/s320/24_the+rogers.JPG" border="0" /></a> We really are so grateful that we live so close to our families...and that Michelle and Cristil came for a visit. We love you guys!<br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div></div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-75175435467326811432008-10-26T00:06:00.006-06:002008-10-26T01:38:11.772-06:00Isa is 11 years old - Does anyone know how to make a kid stop growing? I need to know ASAP!My little baby turned 11 years old on September 18th. I took a ditch day from work and went to her school to surpise her and take her out for her birthday. Turns out she was having Field Day AND she had made donut holes for her class...so I kind of felt bad that I was taking her out of school. But we hung out for a bit at her school and I got to meet her teacher and see her new classroom and her pod mates. Then she was able to pass out her donut holes and we were on our way. We went to JumpStreet to do some jumping on the trampolines. It was soooo much fun but let me tell you...it gives you quite a work out.<br /><div></div><br /><div align="center">Here is the squirt getting ready to go in. She isn't excited at all...can you tell?!?!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvGCx-zLyvjsW1M6-8jrAud1-ygLJJ3sHTfH0z3zs7ysgXGqPcyBKPs1b5THg_9A2dvpGoUzIHWEPB-ioiG2n3vfHA2aDExOzfWb58cYohP-hf-qiLWLHXR8c91R2KS2iyUNd4sueisEE/s1600-h/9_Isa+Jumpstreet1a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261351668328546274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvGCx-zLyvjsW1M6-8jrAud1-ygLJJ3sHTfH0z3zs7ysgXGqPcyBKPs1b5THg_9A2dvpGoUzIHWEPB-ioiG2n3vfHA2aDExOzfWb58cYohP-hf-qiLWLHXR8c91R2KS2iyUNd4sueisEE/s320/9_Isa+Jumpstreet1a.JPG" border="0" /></a> We went there in the middle of the day - so there were hardly any people in there. This little kid came and started playing with us. At first - he seemed harmless, like any 6 year old would...then he decided it would be HILARIOUS to start pegging me with those seemingly soft balls. It turns out, while lying helpless with no protection in sight, that getting pegged repeatedely with those balls actually kind of hurts. I know...I sound a bit like a wimp...but look at that smug look on his little devil face. And Isabel was not doing much to help me...unless you count falling over backwards laughin at me...as help.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261357784702019250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlRNHGxWxA_eKjYKDZXWdro-hLe__eZT0jW95pZdGawTgp_QAgUYlkExgBvOYdYw5H77aTPwGcP_IHpCbvIZGVfJm6ywhaYG6uLOd2buYAsrlRmQnq0g5CxqWhtryEsz9FNYjQTni5Xs/s320/8_Isa+and+Kid.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><div><br />Here are the little monkeys climbing all over the trampolines on the wall.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_N_HmuZtlyitArEOZiJckAH1px8h2GUeQdlWYBtOxPSg7VZs4JIlfLMTDwv6TgOrWc8G6Y4PExUrSn3smgdqws8FvNId6J8j5UZcuRClklr6Xy8N2mLtKjTJVb9TjOWo9Vt-QZ-qOnZI/s1600-h/7_Isa+Jumpstreet1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261351658017828562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_N_HmuZtlyitArEOZiJckAH1px8h2GUeQdlWYBtOxPSg7VZs4JIlfLMTDwv6TgOrWc8G6Y4PExUrSn3smgdqws8FvNId6J8j5UZcuRClklr6Xy8N2mLtKjTJVb9TjOWo9Vt-QZ-qOnZI/s320/7_Isa+Jumpstreet1.JPG" border="0" /></a> You see now why I must make her stop growing. She is so beautiful and growing up waaaayyyy too fast!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_DNM-0rfjt9UoEiXt7VCLfMfqmNWll4Ulk5XhwTVQpzS99Yd8n0xS9LMtYyaDMyWyj37CKqYtP0GnAg6jjsFD-oNQQ-L8vwYJr_wSc5vXlg34wa4lUZBQivfdHHMA6eHTyqyTXkyQFM/s1600-h/6_Isa+Jumpstreet2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261351654546591730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_DNM-0rfjt9UoEiXt7VCLfMfqmNWll4Ulk5XhwTVQpzS99Yd8n0xS9LMtYyaDMyWyj37CKqYtP0GnAg6jjsFD-oNQQ-L8vwYJr_wSc5vXlg34wa4lUZBQivfdHHMA6eHTyqyTXkyQFM/s320/6_Isa+Jumpstreet2.JPG" border="0" /></a>This place is an entire warehouse full of trampolines both on the floor and the walls. It was so fun pretending like I was young again. I was actually able to do my front flips and walkovers...not so much on my back flips. I was scared I was going to land on my head and paralyze myself. The front flips alone were hilarious. I'm sure I looked ridiculous. Isabel on the other hand was amazing. She has so much energy!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixrrdELYaYus0VUnTxsP2-dln66gNe2Ve0FtrSO9I31go0P7F0IY0yyt50kEmIB6Gdfpz_iTPoASr-2Ly6wJZ4rmWXy7UTdWcna9C6ZRQFgmtzzkX4Cbdj7NKARARAEfP6fcOAa0QIOQ0/s1600-h/5_Isa+Jumpstreet3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261350544832066546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixrrdELYaYus0VUnTxsP2-dln66gNe2Ve0FtrSO9I31go0P7F0IY0yyt50kEmIB6Gdfpz_iTPoASr-2Ly6wJZ4rmWXy7UTdWcna9C6ZRQFgmtzzkX4Cbdj7NKARARAEfP6fcOAa0QIOQ0/s320/5_Isa+Jumpstreet3.JPG" border="0" /></a> Nice face!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxQNlqz_QMvms954-Bwn6gzzRI6Jra7vAf70yQm62ot-lQQ9s9gjYCRY-sBAsqjLk0FwYOCZriJzOpErtqVE-fNVRXp1mHTJea0c7VMyJcgIMuHVDb8NWSbmNxfLVcWl3D1Xf_GbMVfZg/s1600-h/4_Isa+Jumpstreet4.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261350541164726370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxQNlqz_QMvms954-Bwn6gzzRI6Jra7vAf70yQm62ot-lQQ9s9gjYCRY-sBAsqjLk0FwYOCZriJzOpErtqVE-fNVRXp1mHTJea0c7VMyJcgIMuHVDb8NWSbmNxfLVcWl3D1Xf_GbMVfZg/s320/4_Isa+Jumpstreet4.JPG" border="0" /></a> Hour 2 of jumping. She's still jumping.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfwDUuGxFH1auk3Nh3NEUiY927CyYAJPKN_iLd98dfqJNdgU1Mzn457lER7LaTnFACyphqU0uyuCy7bctsJEvlQjB7-t3NqDCI4lC2oCok2K-KoA8QV3YI6gu_Q7zfAX1OF4ot5KS2bdU/s1600-h/3_Isa+Jumpstreet5.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261350532559103218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfwDUuGxFH1auk3Nh3NEUiY927CyYAJPKN_iLd98dfqJNdgU1Mzn457lER7LaTnFACyphqU0uyuCy7bctsJEvlQjB7-t3NqDCI4lC2oCok2K-KoA8QV3YI6gu_Q7zfAX1OF4ot5KS2bdU/s320/3_Isa+Jumpstreet5.JPG" border="0" /></a>Don't you just want to squeeze all the cuteness out of her?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTmLYgDZdzYrtLRB6teawySuj1WoZjl4iGSWkH7nj5h2CL000ek39fKbTDRmEPNdCniCiO0SHKa1IdZlGJGQwcrxlGWlRZL3CSlvFYrKp4nd1q8FSDCG5HUMtovljD-9M_O_IAOb45z2Q/s1600-h/2_Isa+Beautiful.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261350526971255426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTmLYgDZdzYrtLRB6teawySuj1WoZjl4iGSWkH7nj5h2CL000ek39fKbTDRmEPNdCniCiO0SHKa1IdZlGJGQwcrxlGWlRZL3CSlvFYrKp4nd1q8FSDCG5HUMtovljD-9M_O_IAOb45z2Q/s320/2_Isa+Beautiful.JPG" border="0" /></a> One of the main reasons I smile everyday. I thank God for bringing this blessing into my life.</div><div>Happy 11th Birthday baby girl. I love you soooo much!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUlTRTsSlBkLV2qLdo5nLgmavk04naCTrQA3OkmyX1mIBB8HIernGuR449PipTBXZmPH1wAOb5JY2juD-b7CK6E9d-11-Fd2QZXvNOa7D0MMLolE1VR7tISCMZ3oZutJeDUe36-0gCBJU/s1600-h/1_Isa+and+Ange.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261350521665206482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUlTRTsSlBkLV2qLdo5nLgmavk04naCTrQA3OkmyX1mIBB8HIernGuR449PipTBXZmPH1wAOb5JY2juD-b7CK6E9d-11-Fd2QZXvNOa7D0MMLolE1VR7tISCMZ3oZutJeDUe36-0gCBJU/s320/1_Isa+and+Ange.JPG" border="0" /></a> I really like the birthday letters that <a href="http://rhondaandbrianwaiting.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-my-daughter.html">Rhonda</a> and <a href="http://wallmanwanderings.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday.html">Jen</a> have been writing on birthdays, but I still need to upload some pictures...so maybe I'll get around to that soon. In the mean-time read theirs. They are amazing! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-76679715108646729752008-09-29T22:16:00.002-06:002008-09-29T22:20:22.038-06:00I haven't given up...On my blog...I have become a foster parent! A dog foster parent! I got my first foster dog last week and boy has my life become EXTREMELY busy! I haven't had a chance to blog at all because my first foster dog is a 12 week old red heeler/beagle mix. He was abandoned and abused so the first few days were a big challenge. I named him Max and he sure has come a long way in a short 5 days. We still have a long way to go but seeing the progress in him has made me feel so good. So...anyway...I know I've been slacking on my gratefuls (and I have so much to be grateful for) and I haven't posted anything on all the stuff that has been going on lately...I'm hoping to get that done sometime this week! More details to come...Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-79006916347667680362008-09-18T08:34:00.002-06:002008-09-18T08:37:51.254-06:00Happy Birthday Isabel - I love you up to the sky...and HIGHER!Sssshhhh...don't tell a soul - but I took a ditch day from work today and I'm going to go pick up Isabel from school early today for her birthday. She doesn't know...so I hope she's surpised!<br />...more detail later!Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-25601781593460972892008-09-05T21:25:00.015-06:002008-09-06T00:06:16.193-06:00My first Colorado State Fair - How RUDE is that?<div align="left">So I've lived in Colorado for something like...well I'm embarrassed to say how long because then you will know that I am ANCIENT...so we'll just say a long time...and this year was the first year I have been to the Colorado State Fair. It was so cool...everyone should go at least once! Seriously. Jav, Nate, Isa, Isa's friend Carly and I got up extremely early for a Sunday morning and headed down to Pueblo. It took us 2 hours - I slept - even with 2 squirrely girls giggling THE WHOLE WAY DOWN!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center">Here is me and Nate - advertising our show "Latin Legends" - because we are Latin and we perform 5 nights a week. Thank you <a href="http://wallmanwanderings.blogspot.com/">Jenni</a>! :-)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDeG-csiF1m3U6gIqFOpUJ9TN0h4bDoTveQN9R-8yjPiY8RU_hxouMf1MpBGK9VNpjuGLebWZ6Qb4T7bt85zt0vwiNrjtr7y1J9yiEhGa-roIGERW7i5va8VuWkQvNhYDrBw0hq3PaHs/s1600-h/1_Ange+and+Nate+CO+State+Fair.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242778405904695810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDeG-csiF1m3U6gIqFOpUJ9TN0h4bDoTveQN9R-8yjPiY8RU_hxouMf1MpBGK9VNpjuGLebWZ6Qb4T7bt85zt0vwiNrjtr7y1J9yiEhGa-roIGERW7i5va8VuWkQvNhYDrBw0hq3PaHs/s320/1_Ange+and+Nate+CO+State+Fair.jpg" border="0" /></a> Carly, Isa and Javier - hating that Aunt Ange is making them take yet another picture.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242779460388541906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-JB9yNY6PLgXKXqelQj-N6nIl7wq90v3yvRcnQFWtwl5kmNqbit8t3_4y2T_HQnkI0GY3YwDC1pztTt1zY0Ptk40OB4WeyeLpz3r60CNbKPRed6MakRpSsFmIX1r0OdxYDkJTTz9jDg4/s320/2_Carly+Isa+and+Jav.JPG" border="0" />One of the many highlights of my day...I GOT TO MILK A COW! It was so cool...and...a little creepy. I felt bad for the poor cow having it's private parts handled all day long. I'm sure some of those little kids were not very gentle either.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVyJm4yGdF71HPeLqzREFLvUZBrIL2weBr5j_0LhTcNoEmb__QCnBY3MsZRJ4P_oaRbP1QQjTAJObIOWPE9y3RJoaljW2Uni66o7I8rbUNqTXaXpng90TKhhyqUoJo2-IGTIc5KwY3qY/s1600-h/3_Ange+milks+a+cow.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242778418399215986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVyJm4yGdF71HPeLqzREFLvUZBrIL2weBr5j_0LhTcNoEmb__QCnBY3MsZRJ4P_oaRbP1QQjTAJObIOWPE9y3RJoaljW2Uni66o7I8rbUNqTXaXpng90TKhhyqUoJo2-IGTIc5KwY3qY/s320/3_Ange+milks+a+cow.JPG" border="0" /></a>I know it may come as a shocker to some of you that I like animals. But I was in animal lovin' heaven with all the babies that were all over the place. I was continually trying to take them home and Nate was continually crushing my dreams. What a kill joy - just kiddin' babe.</div><p align="center">My new pet baby pigs; Freckly, Pinky and Martha.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyfubLz7aCJhyphenhyphenIb1ivtU7FtOh6i6LipjvO4c3C_FSImSmLSGO07ZpdMEtw0WoUS4J3lzCk2bKiWtDD0nLAy85_K8xFfpyeH79ZdlbLWzVUM7bkwFtnQ7RrfH2RaP2tpyjLeooLgji0JQ8/s1600-h/4_Baby+pigs.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242777886222847314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyfubLz7aCJhyphenhyphenIb1ivtU7FtOh6i6LipjvO4c3C_FSImSmLSGO07ZpdMEtw0WoUS4J3lzCk2bKiWtDD0nLAy85_K8xFfpyeH79ZdlbLWzVUM7bkwFtnQ7RrfH2RaP2tpyjLeooLgji0JQ8/s320/4_Baby+pigs.JPG" border="0" /></a>Um - is this not a sign? I felt it was. My bid was "mysteriously" removed.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWXzqiJNApPvwAoXyBbKgRym9taO2AN28TkkgK7lmBYvS6iRodWrzY5S5_Ur_loQAcsfixOdcS1u-PnR9S2RPxVJy1P8p5BiD9l1Fu9TkQimcT7Q0VHt55IzC8Yibe3WCwCXZf6V7jTio/s1600-h/5_I+need+a+home.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242777888533082626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWXzqiJNApPvwAoXyBbKgRym9taO2AN28TkkgK7lmBYvS6iRodWrzY5S5_Ur_loQAcsfixOdcS1u-PnR9S2RPxVJy1P8p5BiD9l1Fu9TkQimcT7Q0VHt55IzC8Yibe3WCwCXZf6V7jTio/s320/5_I+need+a+home.JPG" border="0" /></a>And her name was MooMoo. And I loved her. She had a very velvety nose.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJcK-VXZbHv81FaejSm8nNYvBw76Ue_xQ6yj1UGLvWuWl9dcmBR76v0nyMEaS6kZGZOT_X9Ys9UNegwSC4uA192-V8bJkJoDP8Nr_jpJKHo1z4VFueutED6fn3aShtDvJvnpZDDmpD-A/s1600-h/6_Can+I+take+him+home.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242777897502142626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJcK-VXZbHv81FaejSm8nNYvBw76Ue_xQ6yj1UGLvWuWl9dcmBR76v0nyMEaS6kZGZOT_X9Ys9UNegwSC4uA192-V8bJkJoDP8Nr_jpJKHo1z4VFueutED6fn3aShtDvJvnpZDDmpD-A/s320/6_Can+I+take+him+home.JPG" border="0" /></a>They made it very difficult for me to steal the baby kangaroos. All kinds of security. RUDE.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg4dZmDaWMZzcgs02eVp4bAttRmXAZZ2DC-vkGFYIftsXcpAOIt6KNktuHsobLnMGtT_vCzKcKVxH5snIGOq-inOz1cePKm9uBhZTNNbh6Bl7y7TVXfEM_kTXBZ-4Rzc08rajV0rx8kXM/s1600-h/7_baby+kangaroos.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242777902946312322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg4dZmDaWMZzcgs02eVp4bAttRmXAZZ2DC-vkGFYIftsXcpAOIt6KNktuHsobLnMGtT_vCzKcKVxH5snIGOq-inOz1cePKm9uBhZTNNbh6Bl7y7TVXfEM_kTXBZ-4Rzc08rajV0rx8kXM/s320/7_baby+kangaroos.JPG" border="0" /></a>Carly and Isa were human hamsters.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7RgtM3F0kp-H6M2AhvP1HjU3lAjnuYx0uZU9dcoCd3X23GeupEenwBgt4tq25Jk08n_Y7sNL4_EPlM_O4FO4o2L5BpmuJjj-1jGXCJm50ewUoa6mYYoyy5ORMbZsBNV1EseAndMeBLQE/s1600-h/8_Human+Hamsters.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242777911959239666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7RgtM3F0kp-H6M2AhvP1HjU3lAjnuYx0uZU9dcoCd3X23GeupEenwBgt4tq25Jk08n_Y7sNL4_EPlM_O4FO4o2L5BpmuJjj-1jGXCJm50ewUoa6mYYoyy5ORMbZsBNV1EseAndMeBLQE/s320/8_Human+Hamsters.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">This guys show was HILARIOUS! Him and his wife are monkey conservationists. They had a whole skit and this little guy made the entire show.</div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fTP4C952nPQcvOcCN683DuhClkt_h7re6hrNZG-cA-6hiJV0yEZ79yQ5mkDq21MJlGMOPfLRXgqMe-5PmTwDeQuEKOQ6Ko3RLHYzbwftmJuE4fKtvbTF9UB-sVLsB1rrt6PUb32M-Cs/s1600-h/9_Baboon.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242776742362657522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fTP4C952nPQcvOcCN683DuhClkt_h7re6hrNZG-cA-6hiJV0yEZ79yQ5mkDq21MJlGMOPfLRXgqMe-5PmTwDeQuEKOQ6Ko3RLHYzbwftmJuE4fKtvbTF9UB-sVLsB1rrt6PUb32M-Cs/s320/9_Baboon.JPG" border="0" /></a>He's a serious actor. Seriously. He likes to steal hats and drink Snapple and burp.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcxXMuGSHPgeDxL9gFPxAbPI3A7AG0mKhxJpZsdhQcb1mNeGD53-nHp3-QoPiuc8Y72OfPY5UUc2U1l2v_izol3q75sytHKE5Lf4icDvVEGTJVX-8Gf5mheR0RMhZd5kl6RvLZGIYK880/s1600-h/10_Baboon.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242776746101167010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcxXMuGSHPgeDxL9gFPxAbPI3A7AG0mKhxJpZsdhQcb1mNeGD53-nHp3-QoPiuc8Y72OfPY5UUc2U1l2v_izol3q75sytHKE5Lf4icDvVEGTJVX-8Gf5mheR0RMhZd5kl6RvLZGIYK880/s320/10_Baboon.JPG" border="0" /></a> This guy was the show ender and was truly majestic. It was incredible. Although he looks kind of angry, he really was a happy monkey and liked to open his mouth and show his teeth.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjG56lZSy__NJb-tsi6kLHLpF5oXn3yI94U-5iG4Yx5U7AJ4hGI_gOhgK49WnAGifa5Sx3SfL66qJ6VL6Hfx4D3qPJlQg8ncmF2zhutoN12pm8yQjZGVGwqWL94aw5aqZIx6UNHbRGRM8/s1600-h/11_Handsom+Monkey.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242776752337196178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjG56lZSy__NJb-tsi6kLHLpF5oXn3yI94U-5iG4Yx5U7AJ4hGI_gOhgK49WnAGifa5Sx3SfL66qJ6VL6Hfx4D3qPJlQg8ncmF2zhutoN12pm8yQjZGVGwqWL94aw5aqZIx6UNHbRGRM8/s320/11_Handsom+Monkey.JPG" border="0" /></a>OMG - then we got to see the Tiger show. I could totally be a tiger trainer. They employed the same training techniques I used to train Cubie and Jada. I could totally do it. They would be my pet cats...I think I could get over my allergies. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">On a more serious note - the people doing this show really love these cats and you could tell they are concerned for their future. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">The picture below is the trainer leading the 3 female tigers in their trick to all sit up together on their chairs at the same time. The tiger that is NOT looking at the trainer is Nina. The trainer explained that Nina is a true diva and has the personality to prove it. She does not feel that she needs to be in sync with anyone else and sometimes just decides she's going to do something else...just to be different. She did this on several occasions when all the tigers were supposed to be walking around the arena in line and together and she just decides she gonna slow it down a little and step out of line and then get in front of the line and just cause trouble. It was so amazing to realize that these giant animals have heart and personalities just like our domestic friends.<br /></div><div align="center">Here the ladies are doin' their thang.</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242776760622502386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuZWlhRicmqzGqizcnCRlAlsJem7zseWgONctbl3fxZiyYxhm9NvMaE_P26qbbuV7YTL8t-hjXhyphenhyphenIAu65Pv6KjhiGKQC2mUDzp01vLVCbYwIGhTDuhakoV7mGFbtZA2jXXtyW-i7uMXQ/s320/12_Trick+Tigers.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Another amazing sight. The big white tiger standing still while the other tiger jumps over him.<br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242776765433594610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidcVBka2DcVaZTHK0U51Uwk1AkGM7vWtiJx6NXU42msz7XoyrWXw44VDDv_6xvKEnJnyMxB6Zn-Knxv6KVtRzL6rJE4x2TSvmDnhYcNWQuWuWqd_iFcKSkuMM4w0XxumERbhmy_A10ijo/s320/13_I+can+jump+over+you.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="left"> Givin' tiger hugs. Look at those paws! I just want to squeeze them! Rahr!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2MDf4zaUsgECGhQd4fwWiJJD82DrjN7kD54FId6k_YoPFFpMBWXjOFJLVpn7mRACPezbdLcKTwW5BTCsvv_Rkq0rdlAP9f7BtOR1S-hsEFzO60VeeZOleF-olISRtD_bodnEZ7RL_wTI/s1600-h/14_I+need+a+hug.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242774671132944562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2MDf4zaUsgECGhQd4fwWiJJD82DrjN7kD54FId6k_YoPFFpMBWXjOFJLVpn7mRACPezbdLcKTwW5BTCsvv_Rkq0rdlAP9f7BtOR1S-hsEFzO60VeeZOleF-olISRtD_bodnEZ7RL_wTI/s320/14_I+need+a+hug.JPG" border="0" /></a>This sandcastle was ridiculous. I can't even imagine how long it took to build it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7A7zWWWYSE_L87T8ZWlsjH1YSkl_vAahqP9ubKXU46rQHYE623PSJ_qjn6HJknntU0vE51mwBgB-VaIW-e6hlyfGocIcPllrOItPrSMae8UJu6uxcJqhUSUbt7OC_VSPpWicxihP-usA/s1600-h/15_Sandcastle.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242774677916461042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7A7zWWWYSE_L87T8ZWlsjH1YSkl_vAahqP9ubKXU46rQHYE623PSJ_qjn6HJknntU0vE51mwBgB-VaIW-e6hlyfGocIcPllrOItPrSMae8UJu6uxcJqhUSUbt7OC_VSPpWicxihP-usA/s320/15_Sandcastle.JPG" border="0" /></a>After all the animals - we finally got to the rides. Thank goodness - Isa and Carly were about to lose it. They loved the animals, but they wanted to ride some rides fer cryin' out loud.</p><p align="left">The first ride we go on is the Haunted House. Upon getting into the little cart - Carly informs me that she is deathly afraid of haunted houses. I assured her that I would be sitting right behind her and nothing would happen to her. </p><p align="center">BEFORE entering the Haunted House.<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpGm58J8-_J9C7lLWu6MRqZvRvstERXBT2eOeUHL1kwPzbEoL1dv9hQE5hcjkh6B7QbP0ZksK6VQBkHxYMe9qAl2hoL4ifTCGNgs0up78ikYsXiowaTv3gTMETfcU6iq_4aX81JhKtys/s1600-h/16_Before+Haunted+House.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242774679385563650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpGm58J8-_J9C7lLWu6MRqZvRvstERXBT2eOeUHL1kwPzbEoL1dv9hQE5hcjkh6B7QbP0ZksK6VQBkHxYMe9qAl2hoL4ifTCGNgs0up78ikYsXiowaTv3gTMETfcU6iq_4aX81JhKtys/s320/16_Before+Haunted+House.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>A little SCARED in the Haunted House. Carly screamed REALLY loud.<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1J49R84uQkwX31WL_Rn8jUxE_ZSM0HlLV0E4e07j6EF6IPsxr1GheUV4QGSPByvlkuS9JUZHgLy8hkfUctpaCvv-_k5NdbWuxIYF-zF6bEmGU2pRGKaK7Ym-aXmQQvUhsSBOG7m6JF4Y/s1600-h/17_In+haunted+house.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242774679804795042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1J49R84uQkwX31WL_Rn8jUxE_ZSM0HlLV0E4e07j6EF6IPsxr1GheUV4QGSPByvlkuS9JUZHgLy8hkfUctpaCvv-_k5NdbWuxIYF-zF6bEmGU2pRGKaK7Ym-aXmQQvUhsSBOG7m6JF4Y/s320/17_In+haunted+house.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>I loved this ride! You get whiplash but my stomach hurt more from laughing so hard!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbTlK-KNVenKz7gGbYIso97oiBLODFBFcuwv2f4ris4IIHvK0Q3AbRC1XPuq8M3oHJQR516KGKa_FSBrT1-0wczVKGEcJPzTtgD3ISnztcpYFJKQIdKRBkysK2vzFDLIf7ai1-T3JF_c/s1600-h/18_So+much+fun.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242774684436552018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbTlK-KNVenKz7gGbYIso97oiBLODFBFcuwv2f4ris4IIHvK0Q3AbRC1XPuq8M3oHJQR516KGKa_FSBrT1-0wczVKGEcJPzTtgD3ISnztcpYFJKQIdKRBkysK2vzFDLIf7ai1-T3JF_c/s320/18_So+much+fun.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="left"></a>Surprisingly none of us had a sunburn from the squelching hot heat and sun...it was seriously hot. It was a fantastic day and I think we need to start organizing a trip for next year...who's game? :-)</p>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-63747938442129841822008-08-28T21:57:00.004-06:002008-08-28T23:05:39.247-06:00Know Your Rights and Exercise ThemWe just got done watching Obama's Acceptance Speech. It was quite inspiring. The key thing I took from it though is how important it is to exercise our right to vote...no matter what our political affiliation is. We are blessed with many important rights in this country and I believe we take them for granted. Myself included. I have to admit that I do not vote in every election and especially for local elections. But to have the privilege to help choose our leadership and the direction of our government is one to not take lightly. I can't tell you how many times I have heard, "Why should I vote - it doesn't even count." So Jav, Nate and I were discussing if any of us really knew what the electoral college was and how do our votes get counted...do they even really count? Sadly, between the three of us, with a serious amount of education amassed, we could not with sound confidence declare we knew what the Electoral College really is or what its purpose is.<br />Well, you know me and my friend Google, we went right to work. I understand now the origin and it's intentions...not sure I necessarily agree with it...but that's a whole other post.<br /><br />I'm sure that you all already know this, but here is a simplified explanation on how/what the electoral college is and why we do things this way. In case anyone is interested! :-)<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>How the Electoral College Works</strong><br />Instead of voting directly for a presidential candidate (and his or her vice-presidential running mate), voters in the fifty states and the District of Columbia vote for a slate of "electors" who are pledged to vote for a particular presidential ticket (president/vice-president team). The political parties in each state select a slate of electors. The electors selected by the party of the candidate winning the most popular votes in a state become the electors for that state. Instead of just tallying the total number of votes cast across the nation in presidential elections, votes are counted state-by-state. The winner of the popular vote in each state is awarded the electoral votes for that state. The candidate winning the majority of electoral votes wins.<br />Given this arrangement, it is possible to win the popular vote and lose the electoral vote.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />One additional feature of the process that worries people every time a viable third-party candidate runs for President is that when no candidate wins a majority of electoral votes, the election is decided by the House of Representatives. In such a case, the House delegations from each state would have one vote each. The candidate with the support of the most House delegations would be declared the winner. Thomas Jefferson was elected not by popular vote or by winning a majority of electoral votes--he was selected by the House of Representatives.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Why Do We Elect Presidents This Way? </strong><br />There are two primary reasons the Founders chose to select presidents via the electoral college instead of by direct, popular voting. The first reason was their lack of trust in the judgment of the people. They were fearful that a well-spoken but not well-intentioned individual could flatter the people and win their support. They hoped that a secondary body, such as the Electoral College, would not be susceptible to such attempts at manipulation. This reason for the Electoral College is virtually meaningless with changes that have "bound" electors to cast their votes for the candidate who wins the majority of the popular vote in each state.<br />The second reason for choosing presidents by electoral votes instead of by popular vote is to give the states a voice in the presidential election. The principle of federalism was and is a critical feature of the American political system. By placing states in this important position in the selection of the country's leader, the Framers sought to maintain the position of states as important entities in the American political system.<br />Imagine that presidential elections were not decided state-by-state, but rather by a nationwide popular vote. The significance of states and the candidates' competition for support in key, "swing" states would disappear. Candidates would be inclined to simply run nationwide ad campaigns and visit large population centers.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br />So...we continued our discussion feeling a bit more enlightened...and then Javier brought up, what he thought was a benign point, but had a profound affect on me. He asked if people feel complacent in their need to vote because they do not understand the electoral college and how it affects the outcomes of our Presidential elections and therefore feel that their vote does not count, so why stand in the line to do so? He went further on to say that in many countries, especially the Third World Countries, that have been afforded the right to vote, come out in droves, they are so desperate for change and excited that they have a voice.<br /><br />So take that for whatever it may mean to you personally. This country is great for so many reasons and we need to exercise our right to participate. Stand up for what you believe in.<br /><br />Gandhi said, "Be the change you want to see in the world."Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-10979753917643648762008-08-27T23:09:00.005-06:002008-08-27T23:16:21.864-06:00OMG - Joey is coming back!Just got the news in - Super Joe is coming back for one more season with the Avs! He is our captain and he was contemplating retirement. Our season was going to be lost before it even began if that would have happened. Now I have something to lift my beach withdrawal depression - I can't wait for the season to start! Now if only Peter would stay healthy and then he could come back too! Oh to dream. GO AVS!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PHOTOFILE/AACF014~Joe-Sakic-With-the-Stanley-Cup-6-9-01-Posters.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PHOTOFILE/AACF014~Joe-Sakic-With-the-Stanley-Cup-6-9-01-Posters.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-54167020578387090222008-08-27T20:58:00.005-06:002008-08-27T23:01:17.968-06:00Going Back To Cali...To Cali...And Now I'm BackJust got back from a fantastic mini-vaca to San Francisco and Santa Cruz, CA. It was fantastic for so many reasons...but one of the highlights was being able to spend an evening with my old friend Lindy from highschool who I haven't seen in...wait for it...cuz I know it's unbelievable as I look like I'm still 18 (just let me believe it people)...16 YEARS! What was so great is that it felt like no time had passed. We had a blast!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4pt0iCLkC75LNK0NZaCnIkmSAud2xUawRdHKIP85_WzWmIYIPqi1rcNWE-t_DClsruLndLDA8jf-GnKgmLunG4ZXHn_e3TkuVns0tnEJgs__QM_nQaWv26cb8NOaNmQFqFLPjZD4HBeQ/s1600-h/1-Ange+and+Lindy+Peruvian.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239408331309343426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4pt0iCLkC75LNK0NZaCnIkmSAud2xUawRdHKIP85_WzWmIYIPqi1rcNWE-t_DClsruLndLDA8jf-GnKgmLunG4ZXHn_e3TkuVns0tnEJgs__QM_nQaWv26cb8NOaNmQFqFLPjZD4HBeQ/s320/1-Ange+and+Lindy+Peruvian.JPG" border="0" /></a> The trip began at a very early 3:30am - and boredom quickly sat in as I was waiting for my 6am flight. Lots of people were cranky - but a ray of sunshine named Chris Orr- brightened the morning. I have never known an airline employee (especially a United employee...sorry no offense to anyone who might love that airline) to be so positive and fun...especially that early in the morning. I wish that my brain had been awake enough to have taken her picture. Her smile was contagious! Anyway...she brought everyone to laughter as she told jokes over the intercom and encouraged people to befriend someone new rather than sit by theirself because our flight was not even close to being full. We took off on time and I arrived in San Fran looking forward to the day...except...my baggage did not arrive. SHOCKER! Those of you who know me are familiar with the numerous...and when I say numerous I mean 80% of my travel...stories that start with, "My damn baggage went missing again." RUDE! So...I decided to get checked in to my hotel rather than sit and stress about it. Holy cow - I thought this hotel was going to be a bargain hotel, but it was beautiful. If you ever find yourself in this beautiful city I would highly recomment the Hotel Whitcomb on 9th & Market. It's a historical landmark and the architecture inside is amazing. The staff were extraordinary.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEb65ao8N4GYf4s41jVStcjFHph5PXnBhi4jsr10csoaAuV8LcV7A3ifpcs-J2upAh5ny2eUkKWFXt9INIafgTNTXwhuN_PFdBF7uyudPils_9V3kDnDYdig0Kg6qzynQ_dkvAhhyphenhyphenmK4/s1600-h/2-Hotel+Whitcomb2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239408336354098354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEb65ao8N4GYf4s41jVStcjFHph5PXnBhi4jsr10csoaAuV8LcV7A3ifpcs-J2upAh5ny2eUkKWFXt9INIafgTNTXwhuN_PFdBF7uyudPils_9V3kDnDYdig0Kg6qzynQ_dkvAhhyphenhyphenmK4/s320/2-Hotel+Whitcomb2.JPG" border="0" /></a> As I was getting settled in, I decided to take a peek out of my window and saw this beautiful structure which turned out to be City Hall. Yikes - it's prettier than our capital. I was also greeted with some incredible Middle Eastern sounding music and lot of chanting. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying until a few minutes later when I hear someone get on a very loud mic and shout out, "Pakeeeeessstttaaaaahhhhhhnnnn!" and then proceeded to emit some type of Pakistani yodeling. It was crazy. That was all I needed to hear. I steered myself directly to the area (if you look at the picture of City Hall and notice there are some white tents in the lower right corner) to see what was goin' on. Oh Lord - there were tents full of food that smelled so good and tents full of arts and crafts and there was some amazing dancing going on and the crazy yodeler went on for close to 45 minutes. Then there were more speeches and more beautiful singing. I wish I had a clue what they were saying and singing about. It certainly did not prohibit me from eating or dancing. I got a lot of weird stares but they warmed up to me and I got to dance with 2 guys who looked like they were 105 years old. I tried to take their picture but was asked to refrain because it was considered rude. Oops...sorry. Really the more fascinating picture would of been of me, the crazy white girl, trying to do the Pakistani jig! :-) The people were kind though and didn't laugh too hard.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCGiqAmU7lLTMGFs9AjWvxaotr2R_iV3AWxq71oj23NqzkdxJjwvH2pJjT-kKmV3NK5fNvjoSy_SJFGIpem-xPe4Ll-YjxFRTlw31TmkHbvsnctcemZTmnZyGR3-dMzQuYaJJo5bkgZI/s1600-h/3-City+Hall2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239408340287807202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCGiqAmU7lLTMGFs9AjWvxaotr2R_iV3AWxq71oj23NqzkdxJjwvH2pJjT-kKmV3NK5fNvjoSy_SJFGIpem-xPe4Ll-YjxFRTlw31TmkHbvsnctcemZTmnZyGR3-dMzQuYaJJo5bkgZI/s320/3-City+Hall2.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lindy and I met for drinks at a swanky little lounge and had an amazing Mango Martini. Then on to dinner at an amazing Peruvian restaurant in the Hayes Valley neighborhood. Recommendation: Try the Beef Heart...so yummy! We ended up at a bar that full of very interesting people...and animals. People actually brought their dogs to the bar. Anway...there was some awesome art there and I was taking pictures and everyone wanted to be in them...so here is Lindy and some random dude posing with Natalie Portman.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlXZ9KIlO4TV-jG93j9WaCgxUyb6f73bXVs6SXFJ6DRxIK13nGn15o5b_CJ9RrZuzCwCV-mkZ6dK6u0h4NOtLxvp-4qSGoKbNYxyKa0159Rgs3_EHE7lN3r3Lngj5tbSdRM9KNPoOTXQ/s1600-h/4-Natalie,+Dude+and+Lindy2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239408344188527762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlXZ9KIlO4TV-jG93j9WaCgxUyb6f73bXVs6SXFJ6DRxIK13nGn15o5b_CJ9RrZuzCwCV-mkZ6dK6u0h4NOtLxvp-4qSGoKbNYxyKa0159Rgs3_EHE7lN3r3Lngj5tbSdRM9KNPoOTXQ/s320/4-Natalie,+Dude+and+Lindy2.JPG" border="0" /></a> After that fun time - Lindy and I came back to my hotel room and decided to practice some yoga together. Lindy is far more advanced than I - but I gave it my best. Standing on your head is not too hard! :-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBJMCjZ0E0co2hu5fSUP2cho6-G94fGPDsw20Sy7pWZfdcFhZMKUOT_MNwAFyPhYxZfffVMrtx8r-QRZwEfLWdqxRPWuMic6mWzSeSsbRC1EkG8I2g2i5ktR3Il2Uj2TbRbPSwHFFJFY/s1600-h/5-Does+this+make+my+ass+look+big.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239408355501810354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBJMCjZ0E0co2hu5fSUP2cho6-G94fGPDsw20Sy7pWZfdcFhZMKUOT_MNwAFyPhYxZfffVMrtx8r-QRZwEfLWdqxRPWuMic6mWzSeSsbRC1EkG8I2g2i5ktR3Il2Uj2TbRbPSwHFFJFY/s320/5-Does+this+make+my+ass+look+big.JPG" border="0" /></a> Look how good Lindy is! I looked pretty silly trying that one.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd3EXO9xmBIYjy74-s7dWoVDfbQ0s7YvEBi-Er0rml9B-TLM1v_2md2M24Y6CvDq0WSZ4vFqtyytdYsw5hBVV4kdlBU0VJvWPcW7Xm-dpbrwOWsxKsDd_0fXq4NXtyyXt6sqAPkM33Yzs/s1600-h/6-Yoga+Master+Lindy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239405431446081474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd3EXO9xmBIYjy74-s7dWoVDfbQ0s7YvEBi-Er0rml9B-TLM1v_2md2M24Y6CvDq0WSZ4vFqtyytdYsw5hBVV4kdlBU0VJvWPcW7Xm-dpbrwOWsxKsDd_0fXq4NXtyyXt6sqAPkM33Yzs/s320/6-Yoga+Master+Lindy.JPG" border="0" /></a> She is checking for any injuries I may have sustained in attempting that last pose.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqvXmTQmOXoLEXVgE0hlTXFALSjbkelvbo4ObLMKsTIg8D1gqbN0BQJmEWCDXekDsAjDB0dmqQO9nU4RJuItY9Cjz_oDuMzTGQoeMfYGybET2bu15zDL5L-e4qFvl5EOM-Bp8P6zAdFgI/s1600-h/7-Traveling+Chiro+Clinic.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239405434302844034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqvXmTQmOXoLEXVgE0hlTXFALSjbkelvbo4ObLMKsTIg8D1gqbN0BQJmEWCDXekDsAjDB0dmqQO9nU4RJuItY9Cjz_oDuMzTGQoeMfYGybET2bu15zDL5L-e4qFvl5EOM-Bp8P6zAdFgI/s320/7-Traveling+Chiro+Clinic.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then it was on to Santa Cruz and hanging out on the beach. It was gorgeous! I love the fog and right off the boardwalk you can see a lighthouse in the distance. So I read on the beach and rode some rides on the boardwalk.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIsvQsi78DKAbtNTndCw5NZUPV1ZUONcgNapu9M8WT3B4VcU4UrMf5VU_lBEkOWJ5gOEE7lZXULWhg7ofwpCDZUbaybzEs1cpMk1EgwTXIbqyPiwdu4ceuDXaLQxtH5_ZyQ5PwH_Rm-4Q/s1600-h/8-Santa+Cruz+Lighthouse2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239405440078806530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIsvQsi78DKAbtNTndCw5NZUPV1ZUONcgNapu9M8WT3B4VcU4UrMf5VU_lBEkOWJ5gOEE7lZXULWhg7ofwpCDZUbaybzEs1cpMk1EgwTXIbqyPiwdu4ceuDXaLQxtH5_ZyQ5PwH_Rm-4Q/s320/8-Santa+Cruz+Lighthouse2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjc9aZUjtLFZTT5b76wdvqAjBc2l88jCL7nLLkgmq35U32tQhHOh0_l5b7isTFbRNBLOJ9Su-t88XWw-cX8P8ogdR1RveoPc5jUVFkDOZSCgMFKWUZDXIjEOxDZ039KgC2SAi7UodbaDs/s1600-h/9-Santa+Cruz+boardwalk.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239405442812817538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjc9aZUjtLFZTT5b76wdvqAjBc2l88jCL7nLLkgmq35U32tQhHOh0_l5b7isTFbRNBLOJ9Su-t88XWw-cX8P8ogdR1RveoPc5jUVFkDOZSCgMFKWUZDXIjEOxDZ039KgC2SAi7UodbaDs/s320/9-Santa+Cruz+boardwalk.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE7jyipjTd-ZcyDE_7BaAy8pQNWQ0PSKOle08PCiuWIPeXmNn7ARI_QVuivHV7GcJGPq7mAgJiFmi7lRz5iECWE0I2LCSZtofrBzjFW6_qs9orxZJog1kn3m6nt4aNFkQt_X4J8HW8WLk/s1600-h/10-I+love+the+ocean.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239405448551630034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE7jyipjTd-ZcyDE_7BaAy8pQNWQ0PSKOle08PCiuWIPeXmNn7ARI_QVuivHV7GcJGPq7mAgJiFmi7lRz5iECWE0I2LCSZtofrBzjFW6_qs9orxZJog1kn3m6nt4aNFkQt_X4J8HW8WLk/s320/10-I+love+the+ocean.JPG" border="0" /></a> Well, I'm back home to reality now. Unfortunately I could not bring the beach home with me.<br /><br /><div></div></div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-9139860296865124522008-08-22T15:46:00.003-06:002008-08-22T16:05:41.683-06:00Life is precious...In a round about way - I found out yesterday that a friend from back in high-school was diagnosed with a horrible brain tumor recently that he more than likely will not survive. I am just so profoundly sad about it even though I have not kept in contact with him or his family through the years. <br /><br />It's funny how quickly and suddenly life can just speed by or come to a crushingly sudden halt and all the sudden we can't remember the past or believe that there may be no future. This summer marked the 8 year anniversary of my being cancer free and I remember so clearly, as if it were yesterday, that I made a promise to myself to not take life for granted and to truly appreciate what I have in my family and my life in general. The first few years - I felt like a really made an effort to do that...but as the years have briskly moved forward...I think to myself..."Have I kept up that effort? Cuz I seem to hear myself complaining more and being grateful for less."<br /><br />So I started back up on my "Gratefuls" list. I want to find at least 1 thing that I can be grateful for each day...try not to repeat them too much...and see if that helps me keep my effort up. I hate that it takes news like this to wake me up...and it perhaps sounds cheesy and less than genuine at this particular time to want to reach out to people in my life and find some way to communicate how much I appreciate them and their impact in my life...but it's there. Always surfacing in that "I meant to take the time" category and not ever acted upon as much as it should be. <br /><br />I AM GRATEFUL!!!Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-40262771896097357552008-08-20T19:52:00.011-06:002008-08-20T21:44:11.572-06:00I love weddings...<div align="left">Just got back from my cousin Deidra's wedding and visiting with family. I had a blast! The trip was jam packed with funny stories that could only happen to me...but's that's a whole other entry. :-)<br /><br />I am a bit upset because my camera quit on me right after the wedding so I wasn't able to take any other pictures and there were so many cool things I should have been able to take pictures of...for instance...My cousin Rachel had possums in her back yard!!! I was so excited! I got soooo close! It was awesome! I got to visit the ocean and see some giant sea gulls and went hunting for sand dollars. Deidra's husband Randall found a baby sand dollar that was still alive. I learned that when they die, the feelers (which looks like moss) fall off and you are left with what we see in the stores or on the beach. Then you can set them in bleach and it will make them nice and white. Anyway...I had so much fun getting reaquainted with the whole family. Thanks Steve, Rach, Marissa and Billy for letting me stay with you. I loved spending time with you! Russ - uh - don't forget to start looking for airfare out here for Thanksgiving! :-) I'm going to harass you!<br /><br />So I didn't get very many great pictures but I will post what I have.</div><div align="center">Bryce and Russ seating Cheryl</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TnYpX4_Tmrc1uaaR4_K77qB7kDLPWQFHYmQZ2Ch0UhpKsbdUT2YSNxZP8tFMUwz8SK1Lj5bMPHoI6ra5He7-Vb8VUQM-XL6WPVpzLrVqzVDjiKZyhyJC9Ud4uH1vDDs9EivAH-A0hT0/s1600-h/1_100_1195.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236804981133823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TnYpX4_Tmrc1uaaR4_K77qB7kDLPWQFHYmQZ2Ch0UhpKsbdUT2YSNxZP8tFMUwz8SK1Lj5bMPHoI6ra5He7-Vb8VUQM-XL6WPVpzLrVqzVDjiKZyhyJC9Ud4uH1vDDs9EivAH-A0hT0/s320/1_100_1195.JPG" border="0" /></a> Randall waiting for Deidra...</div><div align="center">Bryce, Vicky and Owen are also waiting!<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw_wHnQabNyHaqNJzgoQWoAGc69HQnN7L4Chw5MAcXViwx4TU7WdDL0FUgDMkS66jUvvPGgtKmHiaf4Q-mNcOj-mRRKULI-QaC_SEG74-mqyBH4y57U1ZaXk3cPivOvGawHRZRr1jlu-I/s1600-h/2_100_1196.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236804985821609298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw_wHnQabNyHaqNJzgoQWoAGc69HQnN7L4Chw5MAcXViwx4TU7WdDL0FUgDMkS66jUvvPGgtKmHiaf4Q-mNcOj-mRRKULI-QaC_SEG74-mqyBH4y57U1ZaXk3cPivOvGawHRZRr1jlu-I/s320/2_100_1196.JPG" border="0" /></a>Still waiting... <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlcarWh-IKMAFySjBExAVU98NRWh0pXTGlhRrPwaA9UpPyakKy9rlOKmd_v6fdPVPI5ctxiKxTyvWsj2Vg8pLTGAEfhNv_FNkC2RFI9SpT0PZNmH1qvGsRnWQuGItMsWsqWp848NsArX4/s1600-h/3_100_1197.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236804988605104082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlcarWh-IKMAFySjBExAVU98NRWh0pXTGlhRrPwaA9UpPyakKy9rlOKmd_v6fdPVPI5ctxiKxTyvWsj2Vg8pLTGAEfhNv_FNkC2RFI9SpT0PZNmH1qvGsRnWQuGItMsWsqWp848NsArX4/s320/3_100_1197.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p align="center"></a>Randall and Deidra<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7bNE_s9XfAkYY_Dyb8xfUCzr4WuwKaY3wXmo-LVaG5llLSe2YxE-GvGoffRtxDy9bCDTRhWFxrUc8KhkYYwtpW2QLy0XXAPv3o246BLQOtJ-YduLIKI8vn-xIlMIPKn5ua__mNvCRQjY/s1600-h/4_100_1201.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236804995698104466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7bNE_s9XfAkYY_Dyb8xfUCzr4WuwKaY3wXmo-LVaG5llLSe2YxE-GvGoffRtxDy9bCDTRhWFxrUc8KhkYYwtpW2QLy0XXAPv3o246BLQOtJ-YduLIKI8vn-xIlMIPKn5ua__mNvCRQjY/s320/4_100_1201.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></a>Lake Mathis before the storm blew in<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS8QFYyWksWXJ8DtB_SVPXhhkZc6tflOwcyGBOp-A0AVCh0LH82yzMktlw2RHQx-wBqRD83aSwYPwjP1qnAYfwW3NFvZT1SZCitAgKwgoDTqC7GWHdvts9c67VW5zfxvTGKzuMDy4UdI0/s1600-h/5_100_1203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236804999883299794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS8QFYyWksWXJ8DtB_SVPXhhkZc6tflOwcyGBOp-A0AVCh0LH82yzMktlw2RHQx-wBqRD83aSwYPwjP1qnAYfwW3NFvZT1SZCitAgKwgoDTqC7GWHdvts9c67VW5zfxvTGKzuMDy4UdI0/s320/5_100_1203.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Well helloooo Mrs. Martin<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjreutiutT9qWhOrqXT7r29wJsK9N1AIlPPzJpjGScx3Pm3xcjyPuLJSVb0V-piK1TlzNFeM8D2cLTJHParq_DwEh6e9pIpy8QnbQLbrCUy7CIfBdk0Xf0gZ73KmWWj6fQpUX0f28CaGqI/s1600-h/6_100_1206.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803814342037410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjreutiutT9qWhOrqXT7r29wJsK9N1AIlPPzJpjGScx3Pm3xcjyPuLJSVb0V-piK1TlzNFeM8D2cLTJHParq_DwEh6e9pIpy8QnbQLbrCUy7CIfBdk0Xf0gZ73KmWWj6fQpUX0f28CaGqI/s320/6_100_1206.JPG" border="0" /></a>3 pretty ladies and a two handsome devils! </p><p align="center">(Uncle Dick, April, Marissa, Sara & Daniel)<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWV-TBBCe6NQzTIpO8djdInRoLkrt8EnO8XOkWhTWR0T86RH8krvFOD6-JdMTJh0QYJZFxAIpc46D6jGorTBHoGnnwThkHu61nqCbVQ9wi0yBTGPV7IZCGd1Nlvl9fNJUxoJeOPmzYpvo/s1600-h/8_100_1207.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803817096154658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWV-TBBCe6NQzTIpO8djdInRoLkrt8EnO8XOkWhTWR0T86RH8krvFOD6-JdMTJh0QYJZFxAIpc46D6jGorTBHoGnnwThkHu61nqCbVQ9wi0yBTGPV7IZCGd1Nlvl9fNJUxoJeOPmzYpvo/s320/8_100_1207.JPG" border="0" /></a> The girls - so pretty!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctJO6ViwEmNo7rj1wJ3y4fZatKn13SwfHBPLdpc0w9DhSI1VlmVMzSV8FLr52gicfzPrrzJIhLWwBpbBW3IYSV4wYjTfiZ0beyFLW34OLZzRRy2nYrxikkRRT1p7MreInqmfl-5APiNs/s1600-h/9_100_1208.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803823050690002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctJO6ViwEmNo7rj1wJ3y4fZatKn13SwfHBPLdpc0w9DhSI1VlmVMzSV8FLr52gicfzPrrzJIhLWwBpbBW3IYSV4wYjTfiZ0beyFLW34OLZzRRy2nYrxikkRRT1p7MreInqmfl-5APiNs/s320/9_100_1208.JPG" border="0" /></a> More pretty ladies - I have to admit I'm not sure who the lady is on the end...I'm sorry</p><p align="center">Aunt Cheryl, Mary Beth and Aunt Gayle<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblElu_5Eg36ahTKX0oytsb2KwhthZ15H44CA1hBoFadD1AJy3T0xQsT3EvUk9jjs_qZanFu-ECKWb9DhFmcy8NixxfgczZ3ZEEQrejEObfLAXEscIZn7kJpk7DBXffmL9PZ5k9p_haPc/s1600-h/10_100_1209.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803825979641570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblElu_5Eg36ahTKX0oytsb2KwhthZ15H44CA1hBoFadD1AJy3T0xQsT3EvUk9jjs_qZanFu-ECKWb9DhFmcy8NixxfgczZ3ZEEQrejEObfLAXEscIZn7kJpk7DBXffmL9PZ5k9p_haPc/s320/10_100_1209.JPG" border="0" /></a> My cuz Russ - such a cutie!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQONL03Yq8cSexNGD8QGvojwQVF3rRM8rWonQyWypqNQOQLcjdr1tkxAijx76ulytcD4mzagiOhrR11pQ4efkq30j2zLSkaBNwKq2e-34mQR9GApzZCaqc2fvFPjMmyq2FBGIQIkyi6WE/s1600-h/11_100_1210.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803829243049298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQONL03Yq8cSexNGD8QGvojwQVF3rRM8rWonQyWypqNQOQLcjdr1tkxAijx76ulytcD4mzagiOhrR11pQ4efkq30j2zLSkaBNwKq2e-34mQR9GApzZCaqc2fvFPjMmyq2FBGIQIkyi6WE/s320/11_100_1210.JPG" border="0" /></a>Russ, me and Mary Beth<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqktsIYlXAvoOL_mNWJFpDvC93v2Ko6PuWQOroVdEharZVrbYJccrqOG3sy9kuwYEuDhjPteV5fuGOsTHnyImz818lxXpEsQjVo6ps05z69AeC1na4hg3JSDTajhWJvsZfdaIThyphenhyphencUhH8/s1600-h/12_100_1211.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803304692205586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqktsIYlXAvoOL_mNWJFpDvC93v2Ko6PuWQOroVdEharZVrbYJccrqOG3sy9kuwYEuDhjPteV5fuGOsTHnyImz818lxXpEsQjVo6ps05z69AeC1na4hg3JSDTajhWJvsZfdaIThyphenhyphencUhH8/s320/12_100_1211.JPG" border="0" /></a> Look at this handsome bunch!</p><p align="center">Riss, Rachel, John, Billy, Melinda, Daryl and April<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgv63JRKgbwvx2MfTEROtAzmJH2gn_JPG30qQ4AopcA0T6N2VkFWwVZsSLultCf-JZvAmx-82WA1LZMHPb6JHQ_m7jLxymdK_8Q3DAsvJWTUSGNwEVI7sk3xyUsSbxX8NPYyhrPvZ_2E/s1600-h/13_100_1212.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803315176576338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgv63JRKgbwvx2MfTEROtAzmJH2gn_JPG30qQ4AopcA0T6N2VkFWwVZsSLultCf-JZvAmx-82WA1LZMHPb6JHQ_m7jLxymdK_8Q3DAsvJWTUSGNwEVI7sk3xyUsSbxX8NPYyhrPvZ_2E/s320/13_100_1212.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Look at MB with Lucy - a natural!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpM3CbCzVSsYeiXY9OBgCwPuBXLasbCOph0vx6gDpLY3mkX_8kfml2HZcbglQyuhvRR6enhbUFY6CFyYSeLT4DuZ37So3dIyU02uXponGK1GUPqWZs1erwQXkHo7xwKVi51UnStqf4ubI/s1600-h/14_100_1213.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803323893269010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpM3CbCzVSsYeiXY9OBgCwPuBXLasbCOph0vx6gDpLY3mkX_8kfml2HZcbglQyuhvRR6enhbUFY6CFyYSeLT4DuZ37So3dIyU02uXponGK1GUPqWZs1erwQXkHo7xwKVi51UnStqf4ubI/s320/14_100_1213.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Watch out! Lucy is giving MB a grabaroo!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQxJ7i_S1khDg7yDN01IaI-rR2cAykg59nU9Du1OJK0X5MJwmrDPqNPKbZ2uidWMTd-mgi1-xXHpWHrJgQbWZhQCevgmHTO4uzeORjpjs9pZeMpMljjAn1uZBRluhHVFwDv3PduKDHQ94/s1600-h/15_100_1214.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803331373163586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQxJ7i_S1khDg7yDN01IaI-rR2cAykg59nU9Du1OJK0X5MJwmrDPqNPKbZ2uidWMTd-mgi1-xXHpWHrJgQbWZhQCevgmHTO4uzeORjpjs9pZeMpMljjAn1uZBRluhHVFwDv3PduKDHQ94/s320/15_100_1214.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Russ and his mommy!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtmgugksLHV1FSc8CcPLztmaPebKadKzkycaQZUpuL_4xEsLV7Y_8Drb11wMPBc5K8msDoQLPfGXyWCY5mph6VAacC4i-4LfdeBdElMyppCRgBFSSSlNfMlOmeC6Gei25n3wC3Jde6l0Q/s1600-h/16_100_1215.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236803336952548514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtmgugksLHV1FSc8CcPLztmaPebKadKzkycaQZUpuL_4xEsLV7Y_8Drb11wMPBc5K8msDoQLPfGXyWCY5mph6VAacC4i-4LfdeBdElMyppCRgBFSSSlNfMlOmeC6Gei25n3wC3Jde6l0Q/s320/16_100_1215.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Uncle Dick, Owen, Aunt Cheryl, Randall, Deidra, Tanner, Vicky, Russ, Colin, Bryce and little Lucy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx88puGeMzc4APoHOnkxU-RZzdJB0e3eIrZak6TwxKkHOydD9RE79PCRjPL3o0uWn6YSXtUQLDND76842nAzaRGbrNWj4zqIwHXLR07r1htxyAcEFJAgFLP86gS4lZ3VKtfwDa7YpK1s8/s1600-h/17_100_1216.JPG"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802745254994290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx88puGeMzc4APoHOnkxU-RZzdJB0e3eIrZak6TwxKkHOydD9RE79PCRjPL3o0uWn6YSXtUQLDND76842nAzaRGbrNWj4zqIwHXLR07r1htxyAcEFJAgFLP86gS4lZ3VKtfwDa7YpK1s8/s320/17_100_1216.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Randall, Deidra, the flower girl and ring bearer. I think they are Vicky's neice and nephew.<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwy9wgUTIuSQqSno5LUHOjt_ZdGjgW8LD7QMqapfBVdycJzOF-W94sYsYRXjrcs7HX5-Q7aUuxaRIWYCMqvRmkA0ahco2GcAAiEG2KvquN074MN8eS2aDpUk-1MmXTimsLlCW-dqtpJYU/s1600-h/18_100_1222.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802754075291138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwy9wgUTIuSQqSno5LUHOjt_ZdGjgW8LD7QMqapfBVdycJzOF-W94sYsYRXjrcs7HX5-Q7aUuxaRIWYCMqvRmkA0ahco2GcAAiEG2KvquN074MN8eS2aDpUk-1MmXTimsLlCW-dqtpJYU/s320/18_100_1222.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>The storm is a comin'<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1vGbzslsSpXoucPJ4QKGknJf3FVd_2C2nZCDMj4WMBPYEMY7GrrrC1mFxLFq_07XsEFr-xyq0UI03YGyMX50cB8yrY0fR4cK3Fcd05Z2uat5ktJ8iMnjyCB7SG2DJrI9Nq7AdkJ7yyA/s1600-h/19_100_1227.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802756571081298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1vGbzslsSpXoucPJ4QKGknJf3FVd_2C2nZCDMj4WMBPYEMY7GrrrC1mFxLFq_07XsEFr-xyq0UI03YGyMX50cB8yrY0fR4cK3Fcd05Z2uat5ktJ8iMnjyCB7SG2DJrI9Nq7AdkJ7yyA/s320/19_100_1227.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Awwww how cute. Daniel and Sara<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjiW4kXnCZJPfdU6zmEuZT-5ZI7e0UrWyWewLZNa2MsRkGKQC-m4sB3lC8bVRlxb8g6Gz6lFa5XtjClX6-5K10hkrkCqWFWGkt0IupVJp7GmGEoRFK3PZRe_I5m4220V13RpNS0RGLw_8/s1600-h/20_100_1229.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802759325994546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjiW4kXnCZJPfdU6zmEuZT-5ZI7e0UrWyWewLZNa2MsRkGKQC-m4sB3lC8bVRlxb8g6Gz6lFa5XtjClX6-5K10hkrkCqWFWGkt0IupVJp7GmGEoRFK3PZRe_I5m4220V13RpNS0RGLw_8/s320/20_100_1229.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Daniel, Sarah and Uncle Harley<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZPT4s5JeSYfzmrVlbPJIxC4mv8_WO9YkTvWd7YtpwwTqJ0Bl206dnfcn6AhwjNCFXOopmEl6-lLywG0-RjqSVK50KDtuqmULPJo2doH37RYHf-ogI5uX9tkhOvY47S5YhbUO7FG4crk/s1600-h/21_100_1231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236802763695384082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZPT4s5JeSYfzmrVlbPJIxC4mv8_WO9YkTvWd7YtpwwTqJ0Bl206dnfcn6AhwjNCFXOopmEl6-lLywG0-RjqSVK50KDtuqmULPJo2doH37RYHf-ogI5uX9tkhOvY47S5YhbUO7FG4crk/s320/21_100_1231.JPG" border="0" /></a> That's all for now...peace out homies.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-68802773134704867192008-08-14T21:58:00.002-06:002008-08-14T22:11:37.591-06:00The Newest Member of the FamilyI have to admit...I am so jealous but so excited. The Zapatas have a new baby. Her name is Vespa (get it...Harley Davidson and Vespa?) and she is ridiculously adorable. She is just a little baby and I have to say she looks just like Cubie did when he was a baby. I have been told under no uncertain terms that I am not allowed to look at any of the babies that are still left from the litter...whatever. We'll see how that goes! :-)<br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTeIKLQD4EIOiAcWlZKJerFugkNuPb8RPQhDBfmEh4ajmE57ozKjYt_xbMLmK-Z_8GC-Vn-UDHuNRJ2mniUV3opRl4lNpW4TGM1EXT2TAxBQPZxxVuFm4_HIAEQZRKyL07o4D1EihK2o/s1600-h/Vespa+Zapata2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234590074604536482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTeIKLQD4EIOiAcWlZKJerFugkNuPb8RPQhDBfmEh4ajmE57ozKjYt_xbMLmK-Z_8GC-Vn-UDHuNRJ2mniUV3opRl4lNpW4TGM1EXT2TAxBQPZxxVuFm4_HIAEQZRKyL07o4D1EihK2o/s320/Vespa+Zapata2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Harley is not so sure what to think about this. Shawnda said that he's a cranky old guy at the rough age of 5 and doesn't really like her so far. He'll get over it! :-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPHRKQhTC3sxfnUaJVhthr0dtcjt_UU1Of_evhkU9-28YhEOXyKjpguRX_kmgMAxcM9KVm5m1sMWvsmcez_0980V28sHmA_Qh9tvv9rU3ZBaWYPLfdnjz07WOxarjfmK3ffr8QIiIeySQ/s1600-h/Harley+is+just+not+sure.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234590080349399394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPHRKQhTC3sxfnUaJVhthr0dtcjt_UU1Of_evhkU9-28YhEOXyKjpguRX_kmgMAxcM9KVm5m1sMWvsmcez_0980V28sHmA_Qh9tvv9rU3ZBaWYPLfdnjz07WOxarjfmK3ffr8QIiIeySQ/s320/Harley+is+just+not+sure.JPG" border="0" /></a> Uh...I'm not sure you are supposed to pee there little girl. RUDE! Poor Harley and Louis...I hope they don't drink the water! Aaaaaahh the days of potty training. So much fun!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_htCgmyCTZ7hNRDHyXXfXrvo7ADRac7SNoKZPZnnWRM3ubGtbKbCut1upNPXPUoieySimQv0BhyJyycx213k3RVRG4GYqWF0yUOpmZxhSs_jG8fiN0m8nanRRW6K_qe9BqtkeS5Xd4aM/s1600-h/I+dont+think+u+pee+in+there2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234590083806258770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_htCgmyCTZ7hNRDHyXXfXrvo7ADRac7SNoKZPZnnWRM3ubGtbKbCut1upNPXPUoieySimQv0BhyJyycx213k3RVRG4GYqWF0yUOpmZxhSs_jG8fiN0m8nanRRW6K_qe9BqtkeS5Xd4aM/s320/I+dont+think+u+pee+in+there2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Louis is not pleased with this new addition either. He just wanted to play with her and she bit his nose. Little guy had to retire to his bed to think about it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSw8cv-ur5K2uCPqU7wMwtInmJf62trojDpTLOIkh0GYMQZrrsKCK-7TqOReWSVwTOr8kXeEA_4zZ1T_vIKNcHwqHV5KTiWfEIG3f7j9XN3n1flAg2Gm7P51LcyA62Q3eR7FZjx-Ua2i8/s1600-h/Louis+is+jealous2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234590090692453442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSw8cv-ur5K2uCPqU7wMwtInmJf62trojDpTLOIkh0GYMQZrrsKCK-7TqOReWSVwTOr8kXeEA_4zZ1T_vIKNcHwqHV5KTiWfEIG3f7j9XN3n1flAg2Gm7P51LcyA62Q3eR7FZjx-Ua2i8/s320/Louis+is+jealous2.jpg" border="0" /></a> And the chewing...more puppy fun!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpuccsd4d7YJTNdUCiuVql-ioD3sf5gkkVirr8DEBzGbPuWSItsIrNvJBmSiLKWqQEZv4A91msqCVfDc7qBSP8RFHMGgWOWTrsfH0OiiXxPyFIc1s5IQnnL_zSBidF7n2-NxxbiR02uU/s1600-h/ahhh+chewing.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234590096932620674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpuccsd4d7YJTNdUCiuVql-ioD3sf5gkkVirr8DEBzGbPuWSItsIrNvJBmSiLKWqQEZv4A91msqCVfDc7qBSP8RFHMGgWOWTrsfH0OiiXxPyFIc1s5IQnnL_zSBidF7n2-NxxbiR02uU/s320/ahhh+chewing.JPG" border="0" /></a>I'm sure I'll have plenty of funny stories to tell as she grows! :-)</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Welcome to the family Vespa! </div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-10831826368744895052008-08-12T23:13:00.003-06:002008-08-12T23:22:57.481-06:00There are worse things...than your birthday...LuYesterday my sister turned 32. Good Lord where has the time gone? Needless to say, she was not very excited about it and tried to hide under her bed. We forced her to come out for a nice steak dinner and presents. :-)<br /><br /><div align="center">Someone gave her Elk Poop Chocolates (uh gross) and Duck soaps. What a combo!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrD93NEf3vFpVGOuIJa3cYfMbm3qUa53Nya6WZBAUs4YygWJtMKFZ4mpZjIYV3E_A4oe84aDlZ3jgwAMtEmXKUH9zXxe_gxcN4Exh2b_fi0ROWw7kjiLeZVed2ZqdRGoeBKWkA81m8g40/s1600-h/IMG_1396.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233867224700948546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrD93NEf3vFpVGOuIJa3cYfMbm3qUa53Nya6WZBAUs4YygWJtMKFZ4mpZjIYV3E_A4oe84aDlZ3jgwAMtEmXKUH9zXxe_gxcN4Exh2b_fi0ROWw7kjiLeZVed2ZqdRGoeBKWkA81m8g40/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" border="0" /></a> Another submission to the Funny Face Project! That's a handsome family! Those boogers will go good with the Elk Poop. RUDE!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt121GBzCf9c45NRRse-MhbDsTHjGt-KUbpKB5ArJJW13bW4TeF7ewWrhuEF-msa8b5tigOvtzqZxpQrzzcr6Q0uvJBlL8XdeRd2XACnBUSQJ2gMdiY5akgMXuZNvmpZbvnLvimus40fc/s1600-h/IMG_1400.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233867226504368578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt121GBzCf9c45NRRse-MhbDsTHjGt-KUbpKB5ArJJW13bW4TeF7ewWrhuEF-msa8b5tigOvtzqZxpQrzzcr6Q0uvJBlL8XdeRd2XACnBUSQJ2gMdiY5akgMXuZNvmpZbvnLvimus40fc/s320/IMG_1400.JPG" border="0" /></a> The whole fam - </div><div align="center">Dad's friend Sandy, Dad, Javier, Isa, Lu, Natedogg & Shorty<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUo4pJtP9MCwVjlN2QcGlyjLuQXLJdPcJtOSfp2dzT-n_fFwzJqi3_C5qaMRlgsij5gI0xghiXjYtSj2L8DEjWCW6yO2hh_wJhEbnn_9WvSdgAObdFLOEPRo_5zmTk5TNha8uw9gx53c/s1600-h/IMG_1402.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233867232682173074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUo4pJtP9MCwVjlN2QcGlyjLuQXLJdPcJtOSfp2dzT-n_fFwzJqi3_C5qaMRlgsij5gI0xghiXjYtSj2L8DEjWCW6yO2hh_wJhEbnn_9WvSdgAObdFLOEPRo_5zmTk5TNha8uw9gx53c/s320/IMG_1402.JPG" border="0" /></a> Two of my favorite ladies - so pretty!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgrKawDQLSQMqvptYDkVtZY1E8sIZuXl3Ei9CX0V_k0ZqInVR8S50z5MCAsFWDbpoFEZqPxopHzABoIv_AK2uYYHRCSiCSBxHkuY4oQ441oE06eSQ88scM2_oQBNL02Yya0NZplOdRdyg/s1600-h/IMG_1404.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233867236532659634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgrKawDQLSQMqvptYDkVtZY1E8sIZuXl3Ei9CX0V_k0ZqInVR8S50z5MCAsFWDbpoFEZqPxopHzABoIv_AK2uYYHRCSiCSBxHkuY4oQ441oE06eSQ88scM2_oQBNL02Yya0NZplOdRdyg/s320/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" /></a> HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAWNDA! WE LOVE YOU!<br /><br /></div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-57343378878689249532008-08-12T20:07:00.047-06:002008-08-28T23:07:02.818-06:002 Incredible Men and the Wallmans visit Denver!My dad and my cousin Aaron are truly amazing men. This is the second year they have run the Georgetown 1/2 Marathon (oh ps...that is 13.1 miles) in just over 2 hours. Progress was made as Aaron only lost 1 toenail this year! :-)<br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKu6GvBk5ddk5az4d28cglWSQGjE-KD3VVSHfvxrCuarQaZtYq-zs74p-if1kYkYszNjz0TiFR6TkH13zfjJAdfwVbSfdV9A87I1Ak5yPspWkfTI6-qK7qYOe2V7-u4q2SnFDjBpp1eQ/s1600-h/2-Almost+There.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233842321623467282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKu6GvBk5ddk5az4d28cglWSQGjE-KD3VVSHfvxrCuarQaZtYq-zs74p-if1kYkYszNjz0TiFR6TkH13zfjJAdfwVbSfdV9A87I1Ak5yPspWkfTI6-qK7qYOe2V7-u4q2SnFDjBpp1eQ/s320/2-Almost+There.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="right">I bet the Finish Line never looked so good!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ktINxZXxqdTnQ07HPv3WC6Ke6IyZIQSm1oncMwgVhKOLnozSeYwXQpUn-DVySXTyJyrUKBHGmDaXLnlinsZTwFn5VFW2ofX5j_yIjbTiJ0YQIRLRJhkRkpv1hAAGV9u_Jbx7Pf3j3Kc/s1600-h/3-You+Did+It.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233842046769236018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ktINxZXxqdTnQ07HPv3WC6Ke6IyZIQSm1oncMwgVhKOLnozSeYwXQpUn-DVySXTyJyrUKBHGmDaXLnlinsZTwFn5VFW2ofX5j_yIjbTiJ0YQIRLRJhkRkpv1hAAGV9u_Jbx7Pf3j3Kc/s320/3-You+Did+It.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div align="center">Oh yeah! The old man still has it! Keepin' up with the young 'uns!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HzR-KNZRuev205HuU-jjn8ck1OSk-K21-bU84gD2Iro0fsJ_qTt4lIJkmBV2wpJ1b7IcJDWBs6sKkar-Kfd0iBAbVEUUGeW4fMr3gDn11hjBt_BKOmauryxqMKOuJa_00J2v6jvRvuY/s1600-h/4-Dad+&+Aaron+Finished.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233841803759005474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HzR-KNZRuev205HuU-jjn8ck1OSk-K21-bU84gD2Iro0fsJ_qTt4lIJkmBV2wpJ1b7IcJDWBs6sKkar-Kfd0iBAbVEUUGeW4fMr3gDn11hjBt_BKOmauryxqMKOuJa_00J2v6jvRvuY/s320/4-Dad+%26+Aaron+Finished.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnxW4cp4lxGA8uZqdfMOifBToKicbYvrvfv26CjvU0tqiTZRKGzINWlbFlEbEwYLboNyuOmXEpDBvF4sEOqC8m6uNZipAzS9xi32vRtHvNLzVV277EMXFOd-OroMSamRtNbzxPOonrxjY/s1600-h/5-Dad+is+Exhausted.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233841340329373282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnxW4cp4lxGA8uZqdfMOifBToKicbYvrvfv26CjvU0tqiTZRKGzINWlbFlEbEwYLboNyuOmXEpDBvF4sEOqC8m6uNZipAzS9xi32vRtHvNLzVV277EMXFOd-OroMSamRtNbzxPOonrxjY/s200/5-Dad+is+Exhausted.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div><p align="left"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sBwvWpSmFXtufE11MOXy5epVAT0Zdm0RD0PUhjteQA3mlcAmp3AE3P63iVPaj3c8UnEoMRd68gypXY5V8ZVQ7L6weUDGX1OqI4XGj3ustR3FOiTKB8uEMp1-MH-NkYIDS_oSdP6dQ9I/s1600-h/6-Do+I+have+to+get+up.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233841348401904514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sBwvWpSmFXtufE11MOXy5epVAT0Zdm0RD0PUhjteQA3mlcAmp3AE3P63iVPaj3c8UnEoMRd68gypXY5V8ZVQ7L6weUDGX1OqI4XGj3ustR3FOiTKB8uEMp1-MH-NkYIDS_oSdP6dQ9I/s200/6-Do+I+have+to+get+up.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnxW4cp4lxGA8uZqdfMOifBToKicbYvrvfv26CjvU0tqiTZRKGzINWlbFlEbEwYLboNyuOmXEpDBvF4sEOqC8m6uNZipAzS9xi32vRtHvNLzVV277EMXFOd-OroMSamRtNbzxPOonrxjY/s1600-h/5-Dad+is+Exhausted.jpg"></p></a><br /><p align="left">The exhaustion has set in. I think Dad's face says it all. Aaron is thinking "You actually want me to get up?"<br /><br /><br /><br />I couldn't resist posting this picture because Anna's face is just too precious. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233857009888094674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitOwMBFuTX46yHDOz_tIcO-nuo1lLbYctl-s-QF0XDAs0KncU-2mspaRzpATq5RlxZoxvobWNkykahowCiNQ4kvD0y0S3cnr5SBwT9yoAW5prsIv6n5f0YycJobuTtn-Dodpf6dyZxfXM/s200/7-Aaron+and+Anna.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center">She looks a little mischevious!<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0tUCvaodKDMEVkD8WRkbGnsJQnRaTDgEVH3phhaItjha-oFpEQsn7lZ951FDNrGkudB9fl_5PAFpuWrKm11Aq-FRtLi9D58C6UH0H9tu-m-yb0tXA4k0GrgaxhJcQVvRKRZN9YyHE-JQ/s1600-h/8-Dad+and+Isa2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233834019208886882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0tUCvaodKDMEVkD8WRkbGnsJQnRaTDgEVH3phhaItjha-oFpEQsn7lZ951FDNrGkudB9fl_5PAFpuWrKm11Aq-FRtLi9D58C6UH0H9tu-m-yb0tXA4k0GrgaxhJcQVvRKRZN9YyHE-JQ/s200/8-Dad+and+Isa2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Awwww! Grandpa and Isa - the apple of the old man's eye. It just makes my heart so happy when I see them together. Could they be any cuter?!?!? I may be biased.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AQMM2CyqtdXwJ9mT8jRdXgMkwQNFkDYjTkxOJZ-VDmWx2WtD_RClOUNKm-aGcoCAsRjifEzvamCfOieyyN3ohMjRKwztza9AXM77setNt_tm0GKqZRaYjmFTvVmI1YbFwfCKYLZxjTw/s1600-h/9-Dad+and+Isa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233834021620764770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AQMM2CyqtdXwJ9mT8jRdXgMkwQNFkDYjTkxOJZ-VDmWx2WtD_RClOUNKm-aGcoCAsRjifEzvamCfOieyyN3ohMjRKwztza9AXM77setNt_tm0GKqZRaYjmFTvVmI1YbFwfCKYLZxjTw/s200/9-Dad+and+Isa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">We brought reinforcements! Aaron and Jenni's college friends Luke and Erin, who just happened to have just moved to Castle Rock recently, were sweet enought to drive all the way up to support Aaron. They arrived just in time to see Aaron finish. We all went and had a nice lunch together...but first...we got to witness a crazy truck fire that set the side of the highway on fire...and poor Luke and Erin got lost on the way to the restaurant. They finally made it and we grubbed on some seriously "fat-free" food.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaGP_FkOoQ-9Tf3vADENUnnjGalma9q7_uQLKRdTfRE-GpvQIi9vPVZnDg7kc0WvsVwt5U1UdzRbxtx9_wPPDKOYmektzLIpfuKjVoSby6PzWn12orOBBXVvOGleozLIHt3avbxCKrPXg/s1600-h/10-Erin+Luke+Aaron+Jenni.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233832538907771106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaGP_FkOoQ-9Tf3vADENUnnjGalma9q7_uQLKRdTfRE-GpvQIi9vPVZnDg7kc0WvsVwt5U1UdzRbxtx9_wPPDKOYmektzLIpfuKjVoSby6PzWn12orOBBXVvOGleozLIHt3avbxCKrPXg/s200/10-Erin+Luke+Aaron+Jenni.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The Wallman Family</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj989eRDLUbRROag6jt4TH2-dBCXXGQFHmPgJ4Lp4fThkPbaGskPU9akX9ZaFnXkn45jPpyYi8Pzua3-h4M_V0bNfX24_Ao7P7DrDd4yVucb1E-FxsUGAgiLtnWZ0oKbgf5CaFSQlArUK4/s1600-h/11-The+Wallmans.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233832343241225314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj989eRDLUbRROag6jt4TH2-dBCXXGQFHmPgJ4Lp4fThkPbaGskPU9akX9ZaFnXkn45jPpyYi8Pzua3-h4M_V0bNfX24_Ao7P7DrDd4yVucb1E-FxsUGAgiLtnWZ0oKbgf5CaFSQlArUK4/s200/11-The+Wallmans.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7onCjWUzcn2Burclmy-nR9Ys-KBD1wGTequ_IcqGVLZyPHKFKWCRyeQJ2Poj9uuVLF-DMkmO7_sY3kFysj7WUVutzxY0fZ-565v6YFquZE3CrNfzJsSEzfYtjqSTDVlWmFNyq0TBC8eM/s1600-h/12-Ange+and+Dad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233831912712200818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7onCjWUzcn2Burclmy-nR9Ys-KBD1wGTequ_IcqGVLZyPHKFKWCRyeQJ2Poj9uuVLF-DMkmO7_sY3kFysj7WUVutzxY0fZ-565v6YFquZE3CrNfzJsSEzfYtjqSTDVlWmFNyq0TBC8eM/s200/12-Ange+and+Dad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My dad is amazing!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_jYugoHBvwjQOGAVsnYrz5VFzvoxJMgMDdhCymoqc8tUy_tU6pNDij0gQzRJysYpUulkeDuAFtKkCKVkkGzZgACJP-BcsM10i0pP7m0a1wpl8wpXcFkTcN3qrVAguiHNQCtmNF5Hf6s/s1600-h/13-Nate+Isa+Ange.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233831918977594210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_jYugoHBvwjQOGAVsnYrz5VFzvoxJMgMDdhCymoqc8tUy_tU6pNDij0gQzRJysYpUulkeDuAFtKkCKVkkGzZgACJP-BcsM10i0pP7m0a1wpl8wpXcFkTcN3qrVAguiHNQCtmNF5Hf6s/s200/13-Nate+Isa+Ange.jpg" border="0" /></a> The rest of the support team! Natedogg, me and Isa.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />When we arrived home - the runners took some seriously long naps.<br /></div><br /><div align="left">We really enjoyed having Jenni, Aaron, Anna and Jacob at our house. Even if it was for such a short visit! </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">I have started a new photography project called "The Funny Face Project" and Anna and Jacob submitted their entries! You gotta love those mugs! :-)<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZZWZJ0FgW5InoeXPTFWEhOqTHyBr-oPIxFoaLwq5ll_HHYpx1pO6YX-wZOsDhkiUyNv0ecE7nE4WQD99qy9tAzqNJbbYtW-f-B8rwVoqOI4aHs9y4xQAX81zKyAxzudF26FVvcVExMgc/s1600-h/15-Anna+Funny+Face.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233831334122450690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZZWZJ0FgW5InoeXPTFWEhOqTHyBr-oPIxFoaLwq5ll_HHYpx1pO6YX-wZOsDhkiUyNv0ecE7nE4WQD99qy9tAzqNJbbYtW-f-B8rwVoqOI4aHs9y4xQAX81zKyAxzudF26FVvcVExMgc/s200/15-Anna+Funny+Face.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP0CxDXvSwixTPBHiHZmf08KmJeCJI2u3REBo1kCbS5oSguc2xN2LKVQLTXQ9bzg01y2QHWwynFa-56DUguuupF6V-A9lJuAVBi_IF5Lfn6V5nBvSEz81k1NWEMhlpALAUdlOHTqmXImk/s1600-h/16-Jacob+Funny+Face.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233831343673535442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP0CxDXvSwixTPBHiHZmf08KmJeCJI2u3REBo1kCbS5oSguc2xN2LKVQLTXQ9bzg01y2QHWwynFa-56DUguuupF6V-A9lJuAVBi_IF5Lfn6V5nBvSEz81k1NWEMhlpALAUdlOHTqmXImk/s200/16-Jacob+Funny+Face.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP0CxDXvSwixTPBHiHZmf08KmJeCJI2u3REBo1kCbS5oSguc2xN2LKVQLTXQ9bzg01y2QHWwynFa-56DUguuupF6V-A9lJuAVBi_IF5Lfn6V5nBvSEz81k1NWEMhlpALAUdlOHTqmXImk/s1600-h/16-Jacob+Funny+Face.jpg"></a></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><br />Our nephew Jason is trying to decide if giving Anna a hug is going to get him bit by the bear. They were so stinkin' adorable together.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233853402117230562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwmoHVotcNCBpsTIhOLgEA1WNHWhlCJCXPLSDyIiEtXvjP94Shc0JJvM_GAyD0PUxMM9CKZlNK-P-uaYg6NhTvlbX-ZIbJBGr_qqSjk9tEWnHhPW3zm9fCri56OYpCnrw2rUKREw_bqYg/s200/17-Anna+and+Jason.jpg" border="0" /> </div></div><div align="center"><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYKK70ckGtsMGChD6ru8VprqrSQim5ZsXziXDAuSQhNHbgpTYqhnXOsDxwXE9fEzZjQ_js1UJNlOUnsaXphOMGKct3pk9v1gkOMT1FNtnkz93_S6pxvaMGF7UsZv3l2ugOV7WEOIyrm9A/s1600-h/18-Jacob+and+Cubie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233830886259863746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYKK70ckGtsMGChD6ru8VprqrSQim5ZsXziXDAuSQhNHbgpTYqhnXOsDxwXE9fEzZjQ_js1UJNlOUnsaXphOMGKct3pk9v1gkOMT1FNtnkz93_S6pxvaMGF7UsZv3l2ugOV7WEOIyrm9A/s200/18-Jacob+and+Cubie.jpg" border="0" /></a> Jacob loved Cubie! Just like Anna did 2 years ago, Jacob decided that Cubie was his jungle gym. He crawled all over him and Cubie just laid there...he is so good with kids!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja1fBMwLuOXJ0qIYVOKSwRRV2ihF5qvKuCofpeBR7NZKtW9Mtkb0s89nEwU0czlmykMAl5DuNk95BfkBoCkRAHqLNkowi8WcSYtxG88UGz-j7fHOCd4PZeFxT6Cb0o-bs6zONRWawqEv0/s1600-h/19-Jacob+and+Cubie3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233830898843555490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja1fBMwLuOXJ0qIYVOKSwRRV2ihF5qvKuCofpeBR7NZKtW9Mtkb0s89nEwU0czlmykMAl5DuNk95BfkBoCkRAHqLNkowi8WcSYtxG88UGz-j7fHOCd4PZeFxT6Cb0o-bs6zONRWawqEv0/s200/19-Jacob+and+Cubie3.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We can't wait for next year! Jacob will be playing pee-wee football by then! :-)</div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368755349862578643.post-14232674429968167812008-08-10T18:16:00.018-06:002008-09-09T22:09:38.124-06:00Try #7 - I'll get this eventuallyOK - perhaps I will try a smaller endeavor than I had originally planned.<br /><br /><br /><div><div>After some encouragement from my cousin, I have been attempting to post my first entry for...oh...about 3 hours now...and in that time I have almost thrown my computer out the window, pulled all my hair out and I may have even thought about crying. RUDE - I work with computers and I can't figure this out?!?!? Are you kidding me? I very humbly called my cousin Jenn for assistance and I think I am just going to start small. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBM1VcfCljy10tjValNKzCoiduktDCTXj8pVxoTWCuWmtJuQXsIHyOKbqSabY1xNxIqGmuH0j4Ay0bmBEVGQHoFe6wYn2ZbP9Y9AAVoNOQzEFaeEVlZKQB8RLILQ6xfC7y5eAWogOksk/s1600-h/IMG_0886.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233066846857752338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBM1VcfCljy10tjValNKzCoiduktDCTXj8pVxoTWCuWmtJuQXsIHyOKbqSabY1xNxIqGmuH0j4Ay0bmBEVGQHoFe6wYn2ZbP9Y9AAVoNOQzEFaeEVlZKQB8RLILQ6xfC7y5eAWogOksk/s320/IMG_0886.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>That fine looking specimen to the right is my man Natedogg. He is the reason I laugh every day. He puts up with me, which is no small feat and probably why he looks like that! ;-) Just kidding!</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_NZVbGTuYqlWiYUFwFUVRb4jsURIXacfPCZU7hyphenhyphenGAmc192fwJQ8fGT9ai74uiPLHyuhNhR9EVYD1usMXZL2XYkr1mUcHC6Nq2EqrRWzyXCoaZAhVlWtCQg6bvkcnQedv2eGVlI6vY9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233064418972506434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_NZVbGTuYqlWiYUFwFUVRb4jsURIXacfPCZU7hyphenhyphenGAmc192fwJQ8fGT9ai74uiPLHyuhNhR9EVYD1usMXZL2XYkr1mUcHC6Nq2EqrRWzyXCoaZAhVlWtCQg6bvkcnQedv2eGVlI6vY9Q/s320/IMG_1023.JPG" border="0" /></a>These are my beautiful girls! Isabel is my neice who is the bright spot in my life. I thank the Lord everyday that she is in my life! And the little girl next to her is my baby Jada Quinn. She loves to drive her brother crazy by herding him. He hates it.</div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233062175994285986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhghoPHiGkGCjtofO1t7PHyhFQjiLviLEx55VLunR3fRdeXNRPe0jhvIG8zGpO9IK1g5FpWQRSvbddGNzo_7nMlfnMgzn5RKSlMhkcRv24cWX4sNnK1A1hHnVr3GgtnUm7O4gLG0Q6zz0A/s320/IMG_1261.JPG" border="0" />Ice Cube (Cubie) is the sweetest soul I have ever encountered in a dog. He is such a lover and such a smart dog. He came to me on my 30th birthday and my life has not been the same since. He is my little sweet boy. He just loves to lick you and show you how much he loves you!<br /></div><br /><div></div><div>So thanks to my cousin Jenn - I am starting a blog, although I'm not sure I really have anything important to say but it will be a nice outlet for me.</div></div><br /><div>Till next time... <div><br /><div></div></div></div>Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09611914636617989883noreply@blogger.com1