<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203</id><updated>2011-09-08T10:05:38.124-06:00</updated><category term='2009'/><category term='dad'/><category term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Pants'/><category term='Capitol Gorge'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='movies'/><category term='South Sevier'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='garden'/><category term='Capitol Reef'/><category term='easter'/><category term='pool'/><category term='summer'/><category term='July 24th 5 mile milk run'/><category term='inpsire'/><category term='grandparents'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='jr. jazz'/><category term='sports'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='Tory'/><category term='Utah Museum of Natural History'/><category term='mills'/><category term='Hickman Bridge trail'/><category term='Up'/><category term='work'/><category term='Elite Street Dance Company'/><category term='dance'/><category term='kids'/><category term='fishlake'/><category term='24th of July'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='weightloss'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='Friday night'/><category term='petroglyphs'/><category term='rianne'/><category term='wingers'/><category term='WGU'/><category term='mini drill'/><category term='one more mile'/><category term='river'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='Memorial Day'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='Rolodex of quotes'/><category term='Arrow of Light'/><category term='DarRell'/><category term='7th'/><category term='wish list'/><category term='December daily'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='Thanksgiving Point'/><category term='This Is Me... a journal challenge'/><category term='cub scouts'/><category term='fremont indian park'/><category term='Maria and Justin'/><category term='room ideas'/><category term='Labor Day'/><category term='Confessions of a Pioneer Woman'/><category term='first day of school 2009-2010'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='toothfairy'/><category term='monday'/><category term='workout'/><category term='Family'/><category term='11th'/><category term='school pictures change'/><category term='change'/><category term='scrappiness'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='workout weightloss'/><category term='tag'/><category term='Pudge'/><category term='ABC&apos;s'/><category term='year in review'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='3 beautiful things'/><category term='water'/><category term='haircuts'/><category term='kaye'/><category term='high school'/><category term='layouts'/><category term='project 365'/><category term='mom'/><category term='LOAD'/><category term='football'/><category term='tree hunting'/><category term='Gateway Discovery'/><category term='baptism'/><category term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans'/><category term='one little word'/><category term='my 52 card pick-up of life AKA Emily&apos;s mini art challenge'/><category term='a week in a life'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='Samuel'/><category term='random'/><category term='wednesdays'/><category term='30 day shred'/><category term='daylon'/><category term='true confessions monday'/><category term='music'/><category term='vitamins'/><category term='Joseph'/><category term='running'/><category term='playing for change'/><category term='weight watchers'/><category term='fishing'/><category term='Sam'/><category term='fruits and veggies'/><category term='&quot;R&quot; Livestock Connection'/><category term='vote'/><category term='Stories In Hand'/><category term='July'/><category term='potty training'/><title type='text'>Life Lessons Learned</title><subtitle type='html'>It's the ups.  It's the downs.  It's my all-arounds.  And through it all, it's life lessons learned.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4143433727502707106</id><published>2010-11-18T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T14:46:10.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;in a ploy to put off studying (reading, writing, and just plain thinking), here are my current thoughts and ponderings…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;﻿﻿listening: some of my favorite songs on iTunes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;eating: a egg sandwich on chili cheese bread&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;drinking: a monster drink to keep me going&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;wearing: comfy jeans and a snap up “cowgirl” shirt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;feeling: full of energy and yet… not&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;weather: a bit chilly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;wanting: to get on with life… I feel like I’m on hiatus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;needing: to do some homework so I can finish this accounting class&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;thinking: nothing of anything of good use&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;enjoying: the butterflies in my stomach&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;wondering: what’s next?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4143433727502707106?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4143433727502707106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/11/randoms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4143433727502707106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4143433727502707106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/11/randoms.html' title='randoms…'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-5132718395662985472</id><published>2010-11-18T14:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T14:18:07.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My how they’ve grown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TOWXzj8t8CI/AAAAAAAAHQU/RewYAgTZA7c/s1600-h/2010-11%20school%20pictures%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="2010-11 school pictures" border="0" height="278" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TOWX1JQbZYI/AAAAAAAAHQY/r1Sc5bZi9fI/2010-11%20school%20pictures_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: initial; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="2010-11 school pictures" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School pictures have finally made it home (over a 3 month span… really, can’t they all just have them done at the same time?) and I’m amazed, as I trade old school pictures out for new ones, at how much they’ve grown over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;Daylon is in the 7th grade and *almost* a teenager.&amp;nbsp; I love that little big man.&amp;nbsp; He’s got a personality like nothing else and keeps me rolling with laughter and proudness at how he’s just HIM.&amp;nbsp; He’s quick with the tongue, and is one of the most even tempered people I know.&amp;nbsp; I love seeing how at ease he is with himself and those around him.&amp;nbsp; I love watching him&amp;nbsp; as he is becoming such a handsome and wonderfully perfect young man.&amp;nbsp; He’s unique and hands down, one of my best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;Rianne is in the 3rd grade this year and almost 9 (geez… slow down on the growing up!).&amp;nbsp; This kid is a wiz!&amp;nbsp; She’s brilliant and I’m not exactly sure where she gets it from!&amp;nbsp; She’s our *GIRL*, and although we may not know exactly how she ticks quite yet, she’s an awesome young lady.&amp;nbsp; She’s friendly and has a great sense of who she is and what she wants to be.&amp;nbsp; Of the three, she is the most dedicated and focused.&amp;nbsp; She knocks my socks off every time I turn around and I’m in complete awe of her.&amp;nbsp; I’m lucky to have her as my daughter.&amp;nbsp; (And may I add, I’m so glad that her teeth finally started coming in for school pictures.&amp;nbsp; She’s been sporting her snaggle-tooth look for almost a year.&amp;nbsp; I must admit admit, she looks much better with teeth LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Sam is in his second year of preschool and sporting the four year old status.&amp;nbsp; He’s constantly cracking me up with his witty personality.&amp;nbsp; He’s quite the smooth talker already (I’m dreading the older years when he’s using it on everyone else) and can talk us into just about anything or get himself out of trouble.&amp;nbsp; He’s on his own course in life, and it’s been interesting in watching him grow and learn at his own pace.&amp;nbsp; He aims to please, but on his own terms, which I just love and admire.&amp;nbsp; It seems as though he’s inherited his stubbornness from both his parents, meaning he’s doubly as stubborn and the other two kids, which I imagine will work to his advantage in his life.&amp;nbsp; This little guy of my rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-5132718395662985472?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/5132718395662985472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-how-theyve-grown.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5132718395662985472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5132718395662985472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-how-theyve-grown.html' title='My how they’ve grown!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TOWX1JQbZYI/AAAAAAAAHQY/r1Sc5bZi9fI/s72-c/2010-11%20school%20pictures_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2109130111733040345</id><published>2010-09-10T13:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:52:21.462-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'>Sam’s first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sam started school a week later than the other two kids.&amp;#160; The wait absolutely killed him.&amp;#160; I dropped him off Tuesday and not even a whimper came out of him.&amp;#160; I can see this year is going to be a good year for him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIqMZsqRmHI/AAAAAAAAHP4/i79QZnFCDas/s1600-h/P1170464%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P1170464" border="0" alt="P1170464" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIqMakL4Y3I/AAAAAAAAHP8/ganB7meYVLs/P1170464_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIqMbFLVt_I/AAAAAAAAHQA/aQXIdO5aeJo/s1600-h/P1170465%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P1170465" border="0" alt="P1170465" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIqMb561LgI/AAAAAAAAHQE/Ae8cegS2OIo/P1170465_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="580" height="772" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIqMcamm3zI/AAAAAAAAHQI/jtNnDUNcuwc/s1600-h/P1170466%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P1170466" border="0" alt="P1170466" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIqMdFFY-AI/AAAAAAAAHQM/-QHq8edx3Gk/P1170466_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2109130111733040345?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2109130111733040345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/09/sams-first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2109130111733040345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2109130111733040345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/09/sams-first-day-of-school.html' title='Sam’s first day of school'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIqMakL4Y3I/AAAAAAAAHP8/ganB7meYVLs/s72-c/P1170464_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-571322042327696142</id><published>2010-09-10T12:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:16:22.860-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween ideas!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;getting a bit of a head start on Halloween with these beauties… I'm going to make the kids help me since I'm such a mean mom ;-)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://eighteen25.blogspot.com/2010/09/todays-guest-jen-johnson.html" target="_blank"&gt;yarn spiders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIp18_m77dI/AAAAAAAAHPw/CFrILV7CdrE/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="untitled" border="0" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIp19r_gMgI/AAAAAAAAHP0/_SORiOrO3Hs/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-571322042327696142?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/571322042327696142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/09/halloween-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/571322042327696142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/571322042327696142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/09/halloween-ideas.html' title='Halloween ideas!!!!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/TIp19r_gMgI/AAAAAAAAHP0/_SORiOrO3Hs/s72-c/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-5402766925590363126</id><published>2010-08-25T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:50:28.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s official.&amp;#160; Today was back to school for the two older kids.&amp;#160; Both were super excited to go back and that, in return, makes me super excited.&amp;#160; Sam heads back to preschool in a few weeks.&amp;#160; I will then have 2 hours of sweet quiet bliss three days a week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/THVJztfGd1I/AAAAAAAAHOI/JqvRYGx_3dc/s1600-h/DSCF1414%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSCF1414" border="0" alt="DSCF1414" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/THVJ0i2LcrI/AAAAAAAAHOM/7WEtXcxlKq8/DSCF1414_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="580" height="772" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As for me, I start school up again “officially” the first of September.&amp;#160; I’m about 1/2 way through getting my Bachelor’s degree.&amp;#160; It’ll be nice to step it up and get moving on it again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-5402766925590363126?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/5402766925590363126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5402766925590363126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5402766925590363126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/THVJ0i2LcrI/AAAAAAAAHOM/7WEtXcxlKq8/s72-c/DSCF1414_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3400917430685577082</id><published>2010-04-27T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:56:54.138-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Sam's birthday is coming up next week</title><content type='html'>and i've got plans in the works for his birthday party this weekend.&amp;nbsp; But as scatterbrained as i feel right now, i'm posting what i WANT to do for his birthday here.&amp;nbsp; Actually results will most definatly vary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwMAcmmiWwY/S9GcydzC19I/AAAAAAAAN1Y/B2J8YW5SQeU/s1600/julie%27s+cake+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwMAcmmiWwY/S9GcydzC19I/AAAAAAAAN1Y/B2J8YW5SQeU/s320/julie%27s+cake+2.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;from here:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pleasant-home.com/2010/04/i-did-not-make-this.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;pleasant-home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this great idea of making this kind of cake for Sam.&amp;nbsp; Only make it a double decker and put a train on it (yup, still a train (and Lego) freak!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also thought about doing a ice-cream sundae bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EAK! i can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3400917430685577082?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3400917430685577082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sams-birthday-is-coming-up-next-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3400917430685577082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3400917430685577082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sams-birthday-is-coming-up-next-week.html' title='Sam&apos;s birthday is coming up next week'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwMAcmmiWwY/S9GcydzC19I/AAAAAAAAN1Y/B2J8YW5SQeU/s72-c/julie%27s+cake+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4628495998894844962</id><published>2010-04-27T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:43:36.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room ideas'/><title type='text'>doing a little fixing up in my scraproom...</title><content type='html'>and i'm REALLY needing to get my ideas all in one place.&amp;nbsp; So here we go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAFD5wEY54g/S8Fw_SOk1jI/AAAAAAAAGSQ/MTfz2LnGQdg/s1600/IMG_" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAFD5wEY54g/S8Fw_SOk1jI/AAAAAAAAGSQ/MTfz2LnGQdg/s320/IMG_" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;from here:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://funkyjunkinteriors.blogspot.com/2010/04/wood-gate-screens-for-so-you-think-wk-7.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FKCcu+%28Funky+Junk+Interiors%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;funky junk interiors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of want to have doors or something of the like on my scrapbook room.&amp;nbsp; Something i can leave open when i want to but something i can use to close it off when i have a lot of kids running around downstairs or to just block off the mess in there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE the look of these and they would be very functionable, and totally fits in with our tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...and how about this!&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2786/4485390277_411abcefb9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2786/4485390277_411abcefb9_b.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;combined with this:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LodZ9etRvTw/S6-nOYW8vJI/AAAAAAAAFus/AfbbztXTZ9Q/s1600/restoration" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LodZ9etRvTw/S6-nOYW8vJI/AAAAAAAAFus/AfbbztXTZ9Q/s320/restoration" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.knock-offwood.com/2010/03/plans-michaelas-kitchen-island.html"&gt;knock-off wood&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thinking that this would be perfect in my scrapbook room.&amp;nbsp; I really like the double shelves and absolutely LOVE the sink in it too.&amp;nbsp; my room is already set up for a sink, we have the sink, and we even have the faucet.&amp;nbsp; Now i just need a table to put it on!&amp;nbsp; I could get rid of some of those wire cubes that i have stuff stored in and use the shelves on the table... Nice huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and that towelbar in the front!&amp;nbsp; DUH! i would have never thought of that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4628495998894844962?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4628495998894844962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/doing-little-fixing-up-in-my-scraproom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4628495998894844962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4628495998894844962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/doing-little-fixing-up-in-my-scraproom.html' title='doing a little fixing up in my scraproom...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAFD5wEY54g/S8Fw_SOk1jI/AAAAAAAAGSQ/MTfz2LnGQdg/s72-c/IMG_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-5762076410378822273</id><published>2010-04-11T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:16:45.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a little motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S8I7BwlCzqI/AAAAAAAAHD0/H6AGzLXyuhk/s1600/DSCF0512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S8I7BwlCzqI/AAAAAAAAHD0/H6AGzLXyuhk/s640/DSCF0512.JPG" width="640" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a little something-something to keep me motivated through this schooling (and more) part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I spend a LOT of time here at my desk so i figured it was more than fitting to put it where i can see this day in and day out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The message to myself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Never let someone say you can't do something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Prove them wrong and show them that it's in you to become more than you are right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-5762076410378822273?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/5762076410378822273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-motivation.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5762076410378822273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5762076410378822273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-motivation.html' title='a little motivation'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S8I7BwlCzqI/AAAAAAAAHD0/H6AGzLXyuhk/s72-c/DSCF0512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-7385636019444509911</id><published>2010-04-06T14:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:05:10.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tkOeJiPiI/AAAAAAAAHCc/055Z_-xw-Wg/s1600/Starred+Photos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tkOeJiPiI/AAAAAAAAHCc/055Z_-xw-Wg/s640/Starred+Photos.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easter felt different this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure why.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seemed to come too fast and by the time i warmed up to it, it was gone just as fast.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it has to do with the fact that i've been pre-occupied with school that i feel like i can't keep up with the daily stuff that's happening around me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regardless, it was nice to share Easter with Taylor, Jared and Quintin.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love that bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did the typical Saturday-before-Easter-Sunday thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed to the foothills to BBQ, shoot clay pigeons, have a easter egg hunt, and roll eggs down the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was cold, which is nothing new, but the wind made for some great kite flying and bubble blowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few things to note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Daylon has&amp;nbsp;sadly hit that age where he's considered too old to hunt for easter eggs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*On the other hand, Daylon has also hit that age where he can, without my freaking out, participate in the clay pigeon shoot... and hold his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Rianne, being one of the VERY few girls in the family, has a huge advantage over the boys and easter goodies, namely easter plush toys.&amp;nbsp; Boys don't like girly toys... well most of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Rianne and Jayden are attached at the hip, and i can't be more thankful for that.&amp;nbsp; Rianne really needs some girl influence in her life and Jayden was my&amp;nbsp;miricle this weekend.&amp;nbsp; (thank you Jayme)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Sam and Quintin might as well be brothers.&amp;nbsp; They have a great love/hate relationship going on there.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, at this moment, Sam is heartbroken that Quintin is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*For Easter, I bought myself a tulip plant.&amp;nbsp; I've decided that I really love flowers, regardless if some people think they are a waste of money.&amp;nbsp; It's nice to see a happy, sunny&amp;nbsp;spot in my house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(...and i've decided that i'd really like a pussy willow.&amp;nbsp; I've forgotten how amazing they are)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7uTgnbqn0I/AAAAAAAAHDU/OcwmAPZs-y8/s1600/P1170230a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="384" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7uTgnbqn0I/AAAAAAAAHDU/OcwmAPZs-y8/s640/P1170230a.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-7385636019444509911?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/7385636019444509911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7385636019444509911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7385636019444509911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tkOeJiPiI/AAAAAAAAHCc/055Z_-xw-Wg/s72-c/Starred+Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-635162850503186448</id><published>2010-04-06T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:38:54.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been that long?</title><content type='html'>It's been mentioned that i've fogotten about those of you in blog land and that i should really update my blog.&amp;nbsp; Not a whole lot has happened since blogging last.&amp;nbsp; I'm not even sure i've pulled out the camera since Rianne's baptism.&amp;nbsp; Sad but true.&amp;nbsp; I've been studying my tail off and have made it through the first term (6 months)&amp;nbsp;of school.&amp;nbsp; So far, so good.&amp;nbsp; I'm learning things now that i just couldn't even begin to wrap my brain around in High School.&amp;nbsp; I consider that a HUGE success on my part.&amp;nbsp; The math is starting to come around and almost, dare i say,&amp;nbsp;fun.&amp;nbsp; My current term is full of HUGE classes like Quantitive Analysis (which i just passed! and wasn't nearlly as scary as i thought it would be), Economics (macro and micro), and Marketing.&amp;nbsp; Next term, i break into the finance and accounting part of it.&amp;nbsp; If all goes as planned, i'll have my BS degree by August of next year (fingers crossed).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, hmmm.... not sure there is really any other news worthy news.&amp;nbsp; I'm back on the weightloss bandwagon again.&amp;nbsp; I'm determined to loose those "freshman 15" (although, i'm glad i'm not to that extra 15 yet) since starting school.&amp;nbsp; DarRell is working again after a long, no new work hiatus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon, Rianne, and Sam are doing the school thing and it's working out well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tb2HZ5lFI/AAAAAAAAHCE/-Srmxm0mvJU/s1600/DSCF0444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tb2HZ5lFI/AAAAAAAAHCE/-Srmxm0mvJU/s320/DSCF0444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daylon just bought his own DSi after spending over a year to save up for it.&amp;nbsp; I'm quite proud of the little man.&amp;nbsp; Although it does give me a lot of leverage to help him keep his grades up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's decided he really likes the "arts" part of school.&amp;nbsp; Not actually the art class but more like drama and band.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a bit "hard" for him being the older brother.&amp;nbsp; Especially when he's the oldest by several years compaired to all the kids around here.&amp;nbsp; And to top it off, he's in that stage in life where he's left out of a lot of stuff cause he's too old but then he's not old enough to do the other stuff.&amp;nbsp; I hate this age.&amp;nbsp; It's so hard to see them try to (forced into?)&amp;nbsp;transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tclINdvPI/AAAAAAAAHCM/Vsmz1EGJ1p4/s1600/DSCF0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tclINdvPI/AAAAAAAAHCM/Vsmz1EGJ1p4/s320/DSCF0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Rianne is flying through school with flying colors.&amp;nbsp;She's actually starting to get a little bored with it and starting to slip up.&amp;nbsp; School seems to come quite easily for her and is in the top of her class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's&amp;nbsp;an absolute&amp;nbsp;girly-tomboy, if there is such a thing.&amp;nbsp; She likes it rough and tumble but is the first to cry foul when she gets roughed up a bit.&amp;nbsp; She thinks it's tough being the only girl in a house of boys (i don't count, ask her.&amp;nbsp; Although i do get her point).&amp;nbsp; I feel bad that she doesn't have a little girl her age to play with at her beck and call.&amp;nbsp; I think she needs a little bit more of "girl influence" in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7thpX5E2iI/AAAAAAAAHCU/zyGqVYxAGQc/s1600/DSCF0507a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7thpX5E2iI/AAAAAAAAHCU/zyGqVYxAGQc/s320/DSCF0507a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sam is doing great.&amp;nbsp; Since starting school, his personality and vocabulary has opened up in incredible leaps and bounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He enjoys all the attention he gets being the baby.&amp;nbsp; He's got quite the personality and is always smiling.&amp;nbsp; We are starting to get over that 3's attitude i think - WHEW!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really into trains and helecopters and legos.&amp;nbsp; Definately legos!&amp;nbsp; He can sit for hours, literally, playing with them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He still struggles with sleeping all night long and eating but i can see improvements in both so hopefully we are on the way to being a "normal" household with&amp;nbsp;EVERYONE sleeping at night and sitting at the dinner table together as a family instead of customizing everything to suit Sam's stubborn needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-635162850503186448?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/635162850503186448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-that-long.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/635162850503186448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/635162850503186448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-that-long.html' title='it&apos;s been that long?'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S7tb2HZ5lFI/AAAAAAAAHCE/-Srmxm0mvJU/s72-c/DSCF0444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1316869514147929925</id><published>2010-03-03T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:00:14.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC&apos;s'/><title type='text'>The ABC's of me</title><content type='html'>...because I haven't updated this thing in a while. Lots of things going on lately, but not really anything I want to share with the world and, for the most&amp;nbsp;part, it's&amp;nbsp;quite boring... like school stuff and all.&amp;nbsp; So here's a fun little diddy, for just cause... and because i'm taking a break from the books right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Age: I'm not feeling like i'm in my 20's anymore, and that makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure i could get away with looking 23 anymore, although, i don't look my age? which is a good thing.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say that the grey is getting quite prominent and the smile lines are getting deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B- Bed size: Depending on which bed i sleep in that night.&amp;nbsp; It varies from the couch, to a twin, to a queen, to a king.&amp;nbsp; The couch is just uncomfortable (unless i move to the downstairs one... i LOVE that one!), the twin is just too hard to get comfortable on with little knees in your back, the king feels TOO big,&amp;nbsp;but then again,&amp;nbsp;sometimes the queen feels too small.&amp;nbsp; I'm not complaining... just saying.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and to answer the question... the master bedroom houses the king, which i sleep in most of the time anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- Chore you hate: cleaning tubs with the toilets in a close 2nd.&amp;nbsp; Tubs are just HARD to clean, add a few jets in the mix, and it seems impossible.&amp;nbsp; Note to self: although jetted tubs seem like a great idea, you don't ever use it and they are a PAIN to clean... cross that... impossible to clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D- Dog's name: Pudge (RIP), PJ (RIP), Gabby (RIP), and Scooter... sigh.&amp;nbsp; Anyone looking for a good dog?&amp;nbsp; LOVE Scooter to death and i love the idea of having pets, but the third child was a doozie.&amp;nbsp; Add a dog to the mix and i'm SO overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- Essential food/item: Ro-Tel, Chicken (but i think i'm over the chicken bit for now after a little food poisoning spell - BLECK!), canned tomatoes, ground meat of some sort, chili peppers and cheese.&amp;nbsp; Makes for a quick, easy, and cheap&amp;nbsp;chili meal, which i'm all for lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F- Favorite color: Yellow... always has been, always will be.&amp;nbsp; Ask anyone that knows me well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G- Gold or silver: proably silver.&amp;nbsp; I want to like gold but it just doesn't fit me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H- Height: 5'5"ish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- I am: moving on to bigger, better things in life.&amp;nbsp; It's all about change for the better, even if it means rough times ahead to get to that green pasture in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- Job: lately... "just" a mom (you mom's know what i mean).&amp;nbsp; Part-time clerk, full time secretary (just wish i got paid for the secretary part).&amp;nbsp; Someday... someday... someday i'll be something.&amp;nbsp; Not sure what as of yet, but i'm open to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- Kids: 3 of them.&amp;nbsp; Two boys and a girl.&amp;nbsp; I like to call them my bookend boys, one older and one younger.&amp;nbsp; They are there for my little girl, got her squished right there in the middle, just the way i like it.&amp;nbsp; And i'm amazed by all three of them.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad we ended up haveing them so far apart, because i'm able to celebrate that little moment of time with each one of them without them running into each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- Living arrangements: a little home we buit pretty much ourselves.&amp;nbsp; It's got our blood, sweat and tears wrapped up in it.&amp;nbsp; The family drama part of it, I could really do without though... REALLY do without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-Mom's name: She's always Mom to me.&amp;nbsp; I've rarely called her by her actual name, it just feels too weird.&amp;nbsp; It's even&amp;nbsp;weird calling her Grandma.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, my kids get really confused when i'm talking about my mom,&amp;nbsp;since they consider her Grandma.&amp;nbsp; They've only come to the understanding lately that Grandma is really my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- Nickname: Jo or Joey.&amp;nbsp; I can usually tell my friends from just aquantances.&amp;nbsp; If they've just met me, I'm Jolynn.&amp;nbsp; When it gets to the more comfortable part of our relationship, it moves to Jo.&amp;nbsp; My true friends, i find, call me Joey.&amp;nbsp; It feels like... Home.&amp;nbsp; I'm comfortable being called Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- Overnight hospital stay: sadly... too many.&amp;nbsp; Way too many for my age... WAY too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P- Pet peeve: Talking to someone and them ignoring me... HATE it!&amp;nbsp; Yes... HATE it!&amp;nbsp; Close second:&amp;nbsp; smoke being blown up my butt or being "humored".&amp;nbsp; I kinda like being taken seriously sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I do have an opinion... one that matters even ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q- Quote from a movie: Lucky...&amp;nbsp; ( in my best Napoleon Dynamite voice... *giggle*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Right or left handed: Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- Siblings: a older sister, a younger brother, and a younger sister.&amp;nbsp; For the longest time, my brother and i had schoolmates convinced we were twins.&amp;nbsp; He was just a bit slower and that's why he was in a lower grade.&amp;nbsp; Looking back, that was a terrible thing to say, but pretty impressive that we kept it up for so long.&amp;nbsp; I miss my biggest sister terribly right now... there's so much that we both just... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; right now.&amp;nbsp; I'd love to just hang out with her, just to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T- Time you wake up: i &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; wake up at 7:00am with the kids,&amp;nbsp;but for some reason my body just doesn't want to.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, DarRell is nice enough to get up with the olders, and lets me sleep 20 minutes longer, which is what my body &lt;em&gt;wants&lt;/em&gt; to do.&amp;nbsp; Sure enough, 7:20am and i'm up.&amp;nbsp; Just like clockwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U- Unique thing about your car: my car... meaning my truck, sounds like a deisel truck.&amp;nbsp; Mind you, it is NOT a diesel.&amp;nbsp; And sadly, it's now just a glorified car.&amp;nbsp; It's can't pull anything anymore and it has a lot of problems with it&amp;nbsp;(the "clacking" that makes it sound like a diesel is a bent rod and the electrical problems are a "wait and see what happens" thing) but i can carry a lot of "stuff" in the back... that's always nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable you hate: Mashed Potatoes.&amp;nbsp; Hands down the worst thing ever!&amp;nbsp; I know, say it, i'm weird.&amp;nbsp; I can accept that, but i can't accept the mashed up stuff.&amp;nbsp; *BARF*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W- Ways you run late: gotta be&amp;nbsp;my little man.&amp;nbsp; He's always got something he "needs" to do before we go anywhere.&amp;nbsp; It may be nothing, but it's always something with him.&amp;nbsp; Lately, it's been "i'm falling" as i drag him everwhere. *sigh*&amp;nbsp; I can't help but love him though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X- X-rays you've had: wow.... remember number "O"?&amp;nbsp; Ya, this question goes hand in hand with that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y- Yummy food you make: Oatmeal Pie... just because i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zoo favorite: Gosh... i don't know.&amp;nbsp; It's been so long since i've been to the zoo, that i'm not sure what i enjoy anymore.&amp;nbsp; Last trip to the zoo was not very enjoyable at ALL (morning sickness + zoo = absolute repoltion!).&amp;nbsp; Can i count see world as a zoo?&amp;nbsp; Cause i REALLY liked SeaWorld... and Cabellas aquarium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1316869514147929925?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1316869514147929925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/03/abcs-of-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1316869514147929925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1316869514147929925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/03/abcs-of-me.html' title='The ABC&apos;s of me'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-7456511343420452128</id><published>2010-02-08T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:06:16.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrappiness'/><title type='text'>a bit more scrappi-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S3BeIDmZiEI/AAAAAAAAG9w/0EY7bvmnWHM/s1600-h/mythree.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S3BeIDmZiEI/AAAAAAAAG9w/0EY7bvmnWHM/s400/mythree.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;because, first, it's been done for a while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and secondly, it feels really good to be back scrapbooking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-7456511343420452128?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/7456511343420452128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/02/bit-more-scrappi-ness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7456511343420452128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7456511343420452128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/02/bit-more-scrappi-ness.html' title='a bit more scrappi-ness'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S3BeIDmZiEI/AAAAAAAAG9w/0EY7bvmnWHM/s72-c/mythree.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-5740977791407358933</id><published>2010-02-07T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:54:17.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>Rianne's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29rDLD_owI/AAAAAAAAG8I/iiHdHyNWSOM/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29rDLD_owI/AAAAAAAAG8I/iiHdHyNWSOM/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend Rianne got baptized.&amp;nbsp; We waited an extra month to do it so we could get a bit more organized after the big holidays and so that more family could make it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29svvf1awI/AAAAAAAAG84/qknVmOLiMEM/s1600-h/DSCF0436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29svvf1awI/AAAAAAAAG84/qknVmOLiMEM/s200/DSCF0436.JPG" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rianne was tickled pink to be able to share her big day with her cousin, Talmage.&amp;nbsp; There is only a week difference between the two of them (Rianne being the oldest of the two of them).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29r5TxwMSI/AAAAAAAAG8g/mAHgyxyP6Io/s1600-h/DSC01849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29r5TxwMSI/AAAAAAAAG8g/mAHgyxyP6Io/s400/DSC01849.JPG" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It&amp;nbsp;was a good day.&amp;nbsp; Rianne felt like the princess for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She got a new dress complete with shoes and all the little "accessories" to make it special.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29ryCRwRdI/AAAAAAAAG8Y/wejJVtwFKUo/s1600-h/DSC01824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29ryCRwRdI/AAAAAAAAG8Y/wejJVtwFKUo/s200/DSC01824.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got her hair all dolled up (which actually made it through the WHOLE day, during the baptism itself and after!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S297OnCn-pI/AAAAAAAAG9A/g8TkPSuyxQs/s1600-h/DSC01858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S297OnCn-pI/AAAAAAAAG9A/g8TkPSuyxQs/s320/DSC01858.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had a lot of family supporting her.&amp;nbsp; Lots of family there to celebrate her big day.&amp;nbsp; Lots of congratulations and a few gifts and cards to remember her day by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And by the day's end, with bellies full of pizza, we all called it a successful day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S297m_LasPI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/Qa6V3NfZrc0/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S297m_LasPI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/Qa6V3NfZrc0/s400/IMG_0800.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;... and remind her of how proud we are of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-5740977791407358933?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/5740977791407358933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/02/riannes-baptism.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5740977791407358933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5740977791407358933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/02/riannes-baptism.html' title='Rianne&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S29rDLD_owI/AAAAAAAAG8I/iiHdHyNWSOM/s72-c/IMG_0784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4883019685355677203</id><published>2010-01-28T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:00:06.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrappiness'/><title type='text'>a little scrappy goodness...</title><content type='html'>It's been way too long since i've posted anything i've scrapped.&amp;nbsp; I do have a few excuses though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went back to school.&amp;nbsp; I've had my head in the books a LOT lately.&amp;nbsp; Although, I finished up my term early and decided not to add any more classes to my term so I'm left with a little bit of free time on my hands right now until the new term starts back up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My scanner hates me.&amp;nbsp; Actually, I think my laptop does too.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, i only have enough memory on my computer to work the very bare minimums and unfortunately, my scanner isn't one of them.&amp;nbsp; It will only scan once before it gets "lost".&amp;nbsp; My only choice is to uninstall and then re-install again.&amp;nbsp; So far, I've decided it's not worth the effort but it makes me OH SO MAD!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The scanner hooked up the desktop is having the same issues, but i really don't know what that problem is, and frankly, i'm too frustrated to figure it out for now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A three year old named Sam.&amp;nbsp; Do I need say more?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;However, before my scanner got "lost" when I re-installed it the last time, I did manage to scan in one whole layout!&amp;nbsp; Sadly, it's the only layout I've done in months and months... well, besides the December Daily I've been working on (and is ALMOST done!).&amp;nbsp; I'm quite proud of it though, and I really wanted to share it, so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S2H6pGY8OCI/AAAAAAAAGtY/qHKayw9tnho/s1600-h/2009+year+in+review.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S2H6pGY8OCI/AAAAAAAAGtY/qHKayw9tnho/s400/2009+year+in+review.BMP" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4883019685355677203?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4883019685355677203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-scrappy-goodness.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4883019685355677203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4883019685355677203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-scrappy-goodness.html' title='a little scrappy goodness...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S2H6pGY8OCI/AAAAAAAAGtY/qHKayw9tnho/s72-c/2009+year+in+review.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-8250224869860266493</id><published>2010-01-27T18:05:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:08:59.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 beautiful things'/><title type='text'>Water, Imagination, Warm Fuzzies</title><content type='html'>1) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I strive to drink down my 96+ oz of water daily, I think of those in Haiti and their lack of clean drinkable water, among other things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sixboysandme-heather.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, who's words are now constantly ringing in my head, when i think of her visit to Haiti and the terrible living conditions.&amp;nbsp; Her heart&amp;nbsp;is breaking from the terrible news in Haiti, where she and her family adopted their son from and wonder if those they know are alive or dead)&lt;/span&gt; as i wash my family's laundry, clean our dishes, and bathe my children.&amp;nbsp; I feel privledged to be in a place where our basic needs are, quite often, taken for granted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sitting back minding my own business, I overhear a converation Sam is having with himself between two blanket bears (one is white and actually belongs to Rianne.&amp;nbsp; The other a blue bear rattle blanket.&amp;nbsp; I intend to stow both away when he grows tired of them).&amp;nbsp; Turns out, that 1) the three year old has got &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; the imagination, and, 2) by the sounds of it, we've got to do a little less of the demanding and a little bit more of the nice talking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Warm Fuzzies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, while warming up some cheesey garlic bread in the oven, the smell brought in lots of&amp;nbsp;warm, fuzzy feel-goods.&amp;nbsp; If only I could bottle those feel-goods and open them up on my rainy days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-8250224869860266493?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/8250224869860266493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-imagination-warm-fuzzies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8250224869860266493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8250224869860266493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-imagination-warm-fuzzies.html' title='Water, Imagination, Warm Fuzzies'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3836635644460925134</id><published>2010-01-24T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:16:31.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 beautiful things'/><title type='text'>quiet, back to what feels right, and music</title><content type='html'>It's been a *LONG* time since i've done a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://threebeautifulthings.blogspot.com/"&gt;3 Beautiful Things&lt;/a&gt; post.&amp;nbsp; I think it's about time, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Quiet of the House.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The family went to church while i stayed home and &lt;strike&gt;sluffed&lt;/strike&gt; took some time for myself.&amp;nbsp; I know the quiet will be gone here in a few hours but I am&amp;nbsp;enjoying it&amp;nbsp;in the here and now and using it to center my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Back To What Feels Right.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I've finished up my school term &lt;strong&gt;way&lt;/strong&gt; ahead of schedule so i have decided to take the rest of what's left of the term and focus on what makes me happy.&amp;nbsp; I've picked back up my glue, pictures, and&amp;nbsp;scissors, made a big mess of my craft room and started to enjoy what pulled me to scrapbooking in the first place.&amp;nbsp; I'm letting my creativity flow and it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the beat of a good song ring through my bones.&amp;nbsp; Letting it take over my thoughts and suck me in.&amp;nbsp; I've forgotten how much i love music and how lost i feel without it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3836635644460925134?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3836635644460925134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiet-back-to-what-feels-right-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3836635644460925134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3836635644460925134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiet-back-to-what-feels-right-and.html' title='quiet, back to what feels right, and music'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1034320384798428714</id><published>2010-01-20T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:17:49.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DarRell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>40 looks pretty darn good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1eKb8tv0zI/AAAAAAAAGsY/qrkjK0iHSr4/s1600-h/DSCF0417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1eKb8tv0zI/AAAAAAAAGsY/qrkjK0iHSr4/s400/DSCF0417.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We celebrated DarRell's 40th birthday yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It was nothing big, just a little family get together.&amp;nbsp; I had this huge idea of making it some kind a big bash but when it came down to it, dreaming it was a lot easier than actually doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1eKEOGOXFI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/YfdwRdy9U5k/s1600-h/DSCF0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1eKEOGOXFI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/YfdwRdy9U5k/s400/DSCF0412.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did make sure that we celebrated though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We invited family, because it was just a small bash... and when you invite family, small is actually large.&amp;nbsp; I did the whole "over the hill" stuff complete with 40 black balloons and black cake with the 40 black candles.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All in all, it was good. I hope he enjoyed it. And personally, I'm SO glad it's over with... talk about pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, I thought I'd never say this but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;40 looks&amp;nbsp;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;REALLY good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1eJRb7SRiI/AAAAAAAAGsA/YTMypk6hvLw/s1600-h/DSCF0429cut.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="460" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1eJRb7SRiI/AAAAAAAAGsA/YTMypk6hvLw/s640/DSCF0429cut.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I think it does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1034320384798428714?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1034320384798428714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-looks-pretty-darn-good.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1034320384798428714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1034320384798428714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-looks-pretty-darn-good.html' title='40 looks pretty darn good'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1eKb8tv0zI/AAAAAAAAGsY/qrkjK0iHSr4/s72-c/DSCF0417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4464713368145552098</id><published>2010-01-12T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:38:51.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obviously, I can't make up my mind.</title><content type='html'>...and as much as I loved the previous template, I couldn't figure out how to write a new post.&amp;nbsp; So, I'm changing it up again.&amp;nbsp; And, I REALLY love this new template.&amp;nbsp;It's a bit dark, which i guess isnt' too bad, but I'm REALLY missing the three columns.&amp;nbsp; But, I can post again, so it's all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting back to scrapbooking.&amp;nbsp; I've missed it and i've got a renewed love for it again lately.&amp;nbsp; I hope to be able to post some picutres of my December Daily before too long, I've just got to finish it.&amp;nbsp; Just know that i haven't given up completely on the scrapbooking thing, i've just got a lot on my plate right now with my school (which come friday, i'll be done with this term!) and the kids school.&amp;nbsp; I'm trying to learn to take time doing things i enjoy, and this happens to be one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4464713368145552098?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4464713368145552098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/obviously-i-cant-make-up-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4464713368145552098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4464713368145552098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/obviously-i-cant-make-up-my-mind.html' title='Obviously, I can&apos;t make up my mind.'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3577218485819952813</id><published>2010-01-07T13:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:31:31.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Window shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S0ZSjO6e0_I/AAAAAAAAGno/mJRSq7R2h0Q/s1600-h/BirdMagnet-700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S0ZSjO6e0_I/AAAAAAAAGno/mJRSq7R2h0Q/s200/BirdMagnet-700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While&amp;nbsp;I try to make it through our spending freeze, I've decide that&amp;nbsp;I found my favorite place to window shop is &lt;a href="http://www.delight.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; These little &lt;a href="http://www.delight.com/Chip-Cheery-Chirping-Bird-Magnet#more"&gt;paperclip birds&lt;/a&gt; are to die for!!!&amp;nbsp; And all the other million other things that they have, what's not to love about this place?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I can't shop in real life, then i'm going to be here filling my shopping cart..&amp;nbsp; Even though it means that I won't actually be buying it, it almost fills that need to spend money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3577218485819952813?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3577218485819952813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/window-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3577218485819952813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3577218485819952813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/window-shopping.html' title='Window shopping'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S0ZSjO6e0_I/AAAAAAAAGno/mJRSq7R2h0Q/s72-c/BirdMagnet-700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2168186052199945064</id><published>2010-01-04T11:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:37:52.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what i get</title><content type='html'>for messing around with my blog template.  I LOST all my blog links.  So, for those of you who read my blog, thanks! And i want to do the same so PLEASE leave a link to your blog so that i can back up my blog links&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2168186052199945064?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2168186052199945064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/thats-what-i-get.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2168186052199945064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2168186052199945064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/thats-what-i-get.html' title='That&apos;s what i get'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-975594334056113942</id><published>2010-01-03T18:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:09:22.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>REALLY needing a change</title><content type='html'>With the new year comes a new urge for change.  Right now I'm really craving change on my blog.  I'm sick of the old template that i have had on my blog for, well... forever.  As you can see, i've changed it and really still hating it but i don't have a clue how to even go about changing it beyond the already preset templates.  So I'm reaching out to whom ever reads my blog for some help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-975594334056113942?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/975594334056113942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/really-needing-change.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/975594334056113942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/975594334056113942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/really-needing-change.html' title='REALLY needing a change'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1011672549419348000</id><published>2010-01-02T09:59:00.075-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:12:18.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year in review'/><title type='text'>2009 in Pictures</title><content type='html'>2009 was a year of firsts... a lot of firsts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(click on the month and it'll take you to that months archive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz98Di0rmtI/AAAAAAAAGgw/_8PhVfe8Lzk/s1600-h/(01-09)+kidscouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_XqvVormI/AAAAAAAAGjI/QtOzYcN5zoc/s1600-h/(01-09)+kidscouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422289605639056994" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_XqvVormI/AAAAAAAAGjI/QtOzYcN5zoc/s320/(01-09)+kidscouch.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started a new family night activity. Every Friday is Movie night. We pull out the hide away bed, throw in a movie and spend the night vegging in front of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vowed to lose weight and joined Weight Watchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started potty training Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon tried basketball, and loved it, even though he was there more for the social aspect then the sport aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz9-k4tC1MI/AAAAAAAAGhA/-8wOIVVEb8Y/s1600-h/P1130207.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_aInBUM-I/AAAAAAAAGjQ/U4OlAtp3KUo/s1600-h/P1130207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422292317825676258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_aInBUM-I/AAAAAAAAGjQ/U4OlAtp3KUo/s320/P1130207.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam became 100% potty trained!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued the weight loss journey, and found out what worked for me and what didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrapbooked, and i was proud of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_a8jaX0fI/AAAAAAAAGjY/56H7d4m4SDA/s1600-h/P1130437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422293210210226674" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_a8jaX0fI/AAAAAAAAGjY/56H7d4m4SDA/s320/P1130437.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rianne out-fished her dad, and it rocked! &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(and we did it in short sleeve shirts &lt;em&gt;at&lt;/em&gt; the river &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; March!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided that eating healthy is expensive!!! WHOA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria became my fitness idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the Sportsman Expo this year. That's something we've never done before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_bNUvYZJI/AAAAAAAAGjg/k7wnca9cdQA/s1600-h/MariaSamEaster2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422293498329588882" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_bNUvYZJI/AAAAAAAAGjg/k7wnca9cdQA/s320/MariaSamEaster2009.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter up Poverty. It was a great day for flying kites... and it was cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon participated in his last PineWood derby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that i was going to run in the July 24th Milk Run... and then never did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz-C1K4dC7I/AAAAAAAAGhY/sayDkOkRCPs/s1600-h/P1130508.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_cDOHVs-I/AAAAAAAAGjo/0mVKSzfJpvk/s1600-h/P1130508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422294424263963618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_cDOHVs-I/AAAAAAAAGjo/0mVKSzfJpvk/s320/P1130508.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam turned three! He was really into trains... and firetrucks of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestie, Kathleen, graduated from The University of Pheonix with a double Bachalors Degree! She became my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids started summer break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon and Rianne danced in their year end recital... and rocked it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Memorial Day weekend with 90% of DarRell's family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the 15lb loss mark in May... and a MAJOR platau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_cox-3PPI/AAAAAAAAGjw/eXMVvelnd3c/s1600-h/P1140067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422295069547248882" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_cox-3PPI/AAAAAAAAGjw/eXMVvelnd3c/s320/P1140067.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get out more and do more things this year. One of our favorite places to go was Capitol Reef. Hickman Bridge was our first hike, and so far, our favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon spent a few days at Science Camp in Cedar City. Another first for him... and us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_dEvhjp1I/AAAAAAAAGj4/7XBIh7pJknM/s1600-h/DSC01759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422295549923796818" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_dEvhjp1I/AAAAAAAAGj4/7XBIh7pJknM/s320/DSC01759.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon turned 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved out friday night movie night outside. I loved that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th of July was spent doing our usual 4th of July stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent time in the pool and night sleeping out on the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The McDonald family reunion (if you can call it that) ended up being over the 24th of July. And ended up being a CRAZY time for us with our usual 24th of July fireman duties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaye and two of her kids spent some time with us. One of my favorite things this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 35 without much notice, which was a bit of a bummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost our Pudge. Our first dog which also happened to be our first baby. 14 1/2 years (which translated into something like 101 years old in dog years) he'd been with us. We still miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent more time outside visiting Capitol Reef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Mac did Daylon's Arrow of Light Ceremony. It was completely awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_dgafPXrI/AAAAAAAAGkA/6TQDiwl7NjA/s1600-h/P1150004cut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422296025313271474" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_dgafPXrI/AAAAAAAAGkA/6TQDiwl7NjA/s320/P1150004cut.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids headed back to school. Daylon started the 6th grade in Middle School, Rianne in 2nd grade, and we started sycking up Sam for pre-school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed a State park close to home... REALLY close to home. The Fremont Indian State Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_eVI0J7LI/AAAAAAAAGkI/vwd_Q0wgJ1k/s1600-h/P1150333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422296931102223538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_eVI0J7LI/AAAAAAAAGkI/vwd_Q0wgJ1k/s320/P1150333.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam started pre-school. It's been REALLY hard for him having us dropping him off every week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the Fremont Indian State Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids, minus Sam, spent Labor Day Weekend with Maria and Justin. They say it's our gift to them, but we really think it's their gift to us. We all got to go see Thanksgiving Point. I think i loved it more than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started school at Western Governors University to get my Bachelors Degree in Business Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rianne's soccer season wrapped up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit my lowest weight of the year with 27lbs lost, which is just over half of what i wanted to lose overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_exRUx1DI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/JGMbWIYZdtE/s1600-h/P1150768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422297414422877234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_exRUx1DI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/JGMbWIYZdtE/s320/P1150768.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell off the weight loss wagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More time spent at Capitol Reef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALLOWEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell off the blogger wagon and never got back on the weight loss wagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a used piano so that Daylon could practice better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_KhXKx-DI/AAAAAAAAGi4/dnrNIpAqE_0/s1600-h/4196596332_f9d73d6b75_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_fPKLINII/AAAAAAAAGkY/6MEtZGJRAms/s1600-h/4196596332_f9d73d6b75_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422297927899427970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_fPKLINII/AAAAAAAAGkY/6MEtZGJRAms/s320/4196596332_f9d73d6b75_o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stuck around home for Thanksgiving with most of DarRell's family down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and cut down our Christmas tree the weekend of Thanksgiving... always a nice tradition&lt;br /&gt;I completely fell off the blogging wagon and it took off without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_fuqAngYI/AAAAAAAAGkg/WZbY8YGzFXA/s1600-h/christmas+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422298469021221250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_fuqAngYI/AAAAAAAAGkg/WZbY8YGzFXA/s320/christmas+2009.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attended the Monroe City light ceremony and saw Santa Clause. First time ever with the kids &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(now thats pretty sad).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of snow this year so the kids spent a ton of time outside in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Rianne's 8th birthday in Tooele with family. We decided to go bowling and had a great time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ward Christmas party where the kids saw santa AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon played in the school band and danced for his Middle School Christmas program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS! of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids got to hang out with their best friends, The Erickson's, for a day while they were down visiting from Montana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's and DarRell's mom both had their birthdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DarRell and I celebrated 15 years of marriage on New Years Eve and then spent the night eating crab and steak with the firemen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the last 3 months gaining back 7lbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1011672549419348000?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1011672549419348000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-in-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1011672549419348000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1011672549419348000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-in-pictures.html' title='2009 in Pictures'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz_XqvVormI/AAAAAAAAGjI/QtOzYcN5zoc/s72-c/(01-09)+kidscouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-8673607089831852046</id><published>2010-01-01T11:05:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:45:49.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yes, i know resolutions are for the strong, which for the most part, i am not. But once again i am going to make them. Not a whole lot of them, just ongoing things that i really need to focus on to make my life, and my outlook on life, better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it goes: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lose another 10 lbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (I'm really trying to being realistic here. First number i put down was 20lbs. I want to be optimistic and think that i can REALLY lose all of those 20lbs, but a girl has got to be realistic... and frankly, this girl likes to eat). I lost 26 lbs in 2009, gained 7 of those pounds back. This year, i want to be able to lose those 7lbs and then some. I know it all starts with eating right, so that's where I'm starting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be almost done with my Bachelors degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I stepped out of my comfort zone last year and really did some soul searching and decided that i needed to do something more with my life. As much as i love staying home with my kids and being a "housewife", i realize that the kids will move out and start their own lives. I want to do something with my life after being just "a mom". So, i decided that school was a must. An associated degree won't get anyone very far so i started the journey to getting my Bachelors Degree in Business Management. I started school at Western Governors University in September of 2009. So far, i have officially completed 13 credit hours with 12 more credit hours in the process of being finished up for the first term. At this rate, i hope to be finished with my degree in about another year, if not less. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be well on our way to be completely debt free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I believe this was one of last years resolutions? But we got a good start on it, and now we are riding the wave back to the debt free shore. We still have a little bit to go but it feels great knowing we have a plan and that plan is very much in action.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Integrate my "One Little Word" into my everyday life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I've done &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/2009/12/my-one-little-word-story.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for the last two years (first year was Manage, and last year was ReThink). I haven't been 100% successful in keeping with it (although, looking back on 2009... i did a TON of ReThinking. It was a good year for my one little word!), but it's done plenty in getting my thoughts and actions in the right direction. This year I've decided on &lt;strong&gt;FOCUS&lt;/strong&gt;. I will be focusing more on obtaining my goals/resolutions for this year instead of merely just thinking of them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This year will be a good year.&lt;br /&gt;I have all the power inside of me to make it so... and i will! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and so... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Wish for You in 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May peace break into your home and may thieves come to steal your debts.&lt;br /&gt;May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet for $100 bills.&lt;br /&gt;May love stick to your face like Vaseline and may laughter assault your lips.&lt;br /&gt;May happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be that of joy.&lt;br /&gt;May the problems you had forget your home address.&lt;br /&gt;May you have a stong, healthy, and productive new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-8673607089831852046?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/8673607089831852046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8673607089831852046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8673607089831852046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2733685574730102491</id><published>2009-12-31T22:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:14:50.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz2EUiDhX2I/AAAAAAAAGfg/EJxUnawvkn4/s1600-h/DSCF0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz2EUiDhX2I/AAAAAAAAGfg/EJxUnawvkn4/s400/DSCF0361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years, of marriage today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Granted New Years Eve isn't exactly the best day to get married but it is certainly a day we won't be forgetting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Aniversary Babe... Luvs ya!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2733685574730102491?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2733685574730102491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/12/15-years.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2733685574730102491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2733685574730102491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/12/15-years.html' title='15 years'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sz2EUiDhX2I/AAAAAAAAGfg/EJxUnawvkn4/s72-c/DSCF0361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2383981743864217985</id><published>2009-12-26T09:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T09:44:29.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt; From our house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419586180558194930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SzY86sHJiPI/AAAAAAAADCg/vq1vAlXloVA/s400/christmas+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;... to yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;We hope you all had a Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2383981743864217985?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2383981743864217985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2383981743864217985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2383981743864217985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SzY86sHJiPI/AAAAAAAADCg/vq1vAlXloVA/s72-c/christmas+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3867385843575972718</id><published>2009-10-07T08:14:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:26:32.161-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toothfairy'/><title type='text'>tooth number 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weirdest thing happened last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was on facebook, reading a status update of cousin Marla and reading the drama that entales a seven year old and loosing her third tooth. It wasn't more than just a few seconds later that Rianne came upstairs and told me she couldn't sleep cause her front tooth was bothering her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her best buddies have been loosing teeth all over the place. One of her besties in particular lost his tooth at school yesterday prompting Rianne to think that she really needs to loose these three teeth of hers that have been loose for months and months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I checked her tooth in question, and sure enough, it was pretty loose. In fact, it was a LOT looser than when i checked it that morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(it IS becomeing a morning and evening ritual&lt;br /&gt;as of lately!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389864671495488258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SsylXKvqgwI/AAAAAAAADCI/pHTV-8vmrcU/s400/P1150645.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I proceeded to give it a bit of a yank but it never came out but got even looser.  I told her to go check with her dad (who bascially rolled his eyes and told me this morning that i pawned her off on him...whatever!), who in turn sent her back to me.  She really wanted it out, so we both took a deep breathe and i gave it a good pull.  The kid has got an amazing threshold of pain!  It bled and bled and bled and not once did she say anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, she is now the proud owner of a toothless grin and a handful of change from the poor toothfairy.  Seriously... the toothfairy should really be made aware of things like this ahead of time, espeically when Rianne makes the comment that the toothfairy brought 5 bucks for her friends tooth!  Thankfully, she didn't say anything about how much she got (a whole $1.30 in coins)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...she must have gotten blinded by the pile of sparkly change sitting there for her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3867385843575972718?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3867385843575972718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/10/tooth-number-4.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3867385843575972718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3867385843575972718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/10/tooth-number-4.html' title='tooth number 4'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SsylXKvqgwI/AAAAAAAADCI/pHTV-8vmrcU/s72-c/P1150645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2138369409193059631</id><published>2009-09-19T17:43:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:55:43.464-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Sevier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini drill'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SrVtDnGFBQI/AAAAAAAADB4/lVCQ6UcYZXY/s1600-h/P1150499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383328838392808706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SrVtDnGFBQI/AAAAAAAADB4/lVCQ6UcYZXY/s400/P1150499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this time of year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The leaves start to change...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weather starts to get a bit cooler...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Football season starts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT? I don't keep up on football? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nope... i don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could if i put a little effort into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But really, it's not on the top of my to-do list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not even in the top 100... sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT... it is that time of year when the little kids are invited by the highschool drill team, to do a half-time dance during one of the home football games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year Rianne signs up. And every year it's been a kinda "hit-and-miss" sort of thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last year was one of those kinda "miss" years.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right after she signed up, she ended up with the flu and missed the whole week of practice and still wasn't feeling up to even going to see the girls dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year happened to be a "hit" year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've spent every day after school for a week at practice for this one night of dance.  Those few minutes of half time chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just one night of dance and i missed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was all a miscomunication really and his intentions were good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i didn't get to see it, and that really bummed me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said he took pictures, this is the only one that worked out naturally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And... he had really good intentions.  So, of course i forgive him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i missed it... and there will always be next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BTW... South Sevier won AGAIN!!!  Undefeated BABY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really...  i'm not keeping up on the football but isn't that just awesome all the same??!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2138369409193059631?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2138369409193059631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-this-time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2138369409193059631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2138369409193059631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-this-time-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SrVtDnGFBQI/AAAAAAAADB4/lVCQ6UcYZXY/s72-c/P1150499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2232225172319794708</id><published>2009-09-18T11:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:19:31.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WGU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capitol Reef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Labor Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school 2009-2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fremont indian park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>what we did over summer vacation...</title><content type='html'>...and then some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/science-is-magic.html"&gt;Science Camp for Daylon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq07LBL6NEI/AAAAAAAADBg/7xGU8Hx3IAA/s1600-h/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381022190260597826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq07LBL6NEI/AAAAAAAADBg/7xGU8Hx3IAA/s320/Untitled-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/capital-reef-hickman-bridge-trail.html"&gt;Visits to Capitol Reef&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01a1EtifI/AAAAAAAAC_o/P0bAdq4HGHY/s1600-h/P1140067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381015864817322482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01a1EtifI/AAAAAAAAC_o/P0bAdq4HGHY/s320/P1140067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html"&gt;4th of July&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01bukF7WI/AAAAAAAAC_w/53SQDOCIcew/s1600-h/P1140119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381015880249765218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01bukF7WI/AAAAAAAAC_w/53SQDOCIcew/s320/P1140119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/capitol-gorge.html"&gt;another visit to Capitol Reef&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01cMCe3II/AAAAAAAAC_4/DCZ16oRKATs/s1600-h/P1140222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381015888161856642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01cMCe3II/AAAAAAAAC_4/DCZ16oRKATs/s320/P1140222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/daylons-11th-birthday.html"&gt;Daylon's 11th Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01ctGAZ1I/AAAAAAAADAA/Ir79olPIHN0/s1600-h/P1140319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381015897035007826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01ctGAZ1I/AAAAAAAADAA/Ir79olPIHN0/s320/P1140319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-pudge.html"&gt;Pudge - May he rest in peace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq07KyLs1SI/AAAAAAAADBY/LvMXkshE36M/s1600-h/Scan0007.tif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381022186233189666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq07KyLs1SI/AAAAAAAADBY/LvMXkshE36M/s320/Scan0007.tif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-1.html"&gt;day 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-2.html"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-3-4.html"&gt;3, 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-last-2-days-really-3-days.html"&gt;5 &amp;amp; 6&lt;/a&gt; of our annual Fish Lake Reunion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq020HWk8DI/AAAAAAAADAQ/haGVEOQiuEw/s1600-h/P1140784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381017398732451890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq020HWk8DI/AAAAAAAADAQ/haGVEOQiuEw/s320/P1140784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-3-4.html"&gt;and the 24th of July&lt;/a&gt; right in the middle of that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq02zrsxP4I/AAAAAAAADAI/QAmt8qkpz0A/s1600-h/P1140719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381017391309340546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq02zrsxP4I/AAAAAAAADAI/QAmt8qkpz0A/s320/P1140719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/daylons-arrow-of-light.html"&gt;Daylon's Arrow of Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01afOXmwI/AAAAAAAAC_g/paXYjJE1F_4/s1600-h/DSC01757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381015858952248066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq01afOXmwI/AAAAAAAAC_g/paXYjJE1F_4/s320/DSC01757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fremont-indian-state-park.html"&gt;Fremont Indian State Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq020vEm0wI/AAAAAAAADAY/Hb3FN28F1V0/s1600-h/P1140960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381017409394496258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq020vEm0wI/AAAAAAAADAY/Hb3FN28F1V0/s320/P1140960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html"&gt;Back to school for Daylon and Rianne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq021Wqrg9I/AAAAAAAADAg/Ahj0VSKci_g/s1600-h/P1150004cut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381017420023170002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq021Wqrg9I/AAAAAAAADAg/Ahj0VSKci_g/s320/P1150004cut.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;garden goodness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq021zXqM8I/AAAAAAAADAo/Rx0fBj13Ahs/s1600-h/P1150021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381017427728020418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq021zXqM8I/AAAAAAAADAo/Rx0fBj13Ahs/s320/P1150021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/femont-indain-state-park-week-2.html"&gt;Fremont Indian State Park again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04riZJrmI/AAAAAAAADAw/t4BbNUyajGU/s1600-h/P1150040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381019450395438690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04riZJrmI/AAAAAAAADAw/t4BbNUyajGU/s320/P1150040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/fremont-indain-state-park-week-3.html"&gt;and again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04sKiau8I/AAAAAAAADA4/t6FPBiKDVuI/s1600-h/P1150104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381019461171723202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04sKiau8I/AAAAAAAADA4/t6FPBiKDVuI/s320/P1150104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The New Harmony fire that darkened our skies for a few days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04shM3k8I/AAAAAAAADBA/5z-CwGQBy0Q/s1600-h/P1150287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381019467255354306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04shM3k8I/AAAAAAAADBA/5z-CwGQBy0Q/s320/P1150287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04shM3k8I/AAAAAAAADBA/5z-CwGQBy0Q/s1600-h/P1150287.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wgu.edu/"&gt;Western Governors University&lt;/a&gt;WGU - I'm a college student again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq07LoZKDEI/AAAAAAAADBo/fSyrZslAGDk/s1600-h/WGU_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381022200785144898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq07LoZKDEI/AAAAAAAADBo/fSyrZslAGDk/s320/WGU_logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-weekend.html"&gt;Labor Day vacation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04tNFUZAI/AAAAAAAADBI/XloyOiJ8pXs/s1600-h/P1150314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381019479034848258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04tNFUZAI/AAAAAAAADBI/XloyOiJ8pXs/s320/P1150314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-much-to-catch-up-on-again.html"&gt;Sam's first day of school&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04tkUOQsI/AAAAAAAADBQ/MP_58sQGf38/s1600-h/P1150333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381019485271376578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq04tkUOQsI/AAAAAAAADBQ/MP_58sQGf38/s320/P1150333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and inbetween all of that, there was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-it-when-other-people-take.html"&gt;more family&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html"&gt;even more family&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-1.html"&gt;and even more family&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-2.html"&gt;and more&lt;/a&gt; and even &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-last-2-days-really-3-days.html"&gt;and more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and inbetween all of that, we managed to have time for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m&lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-friday-night-tradition.html"&gt;ovie night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SrO_3o-zDYI/AAAAAAAADBw/BXPFuJ67ULw/s1600-h/P1140372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382856942252395906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SrO_3o-zDYI/AAAAAAAADBw/BXPFuJ67ULw/s320/P1140372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;a href="http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/finially.html"&gt;pool time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl95EBzIA8I/AAAAAAAACxs/yr9HB56qe3g/s400/P1140185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl95EBzIA8I/AAAAAAAACxs/yr9HB56qe3g/s400/P1140185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW! it's been a heck of a summer. I'm actually glad to have the school year back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2232225172319794708?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2232225172319794708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-we-did-over-summer-vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2232225172319794708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2232225172319794708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-we-did-over-summer-vacation.html' title='what we did over summer vacation...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq07LBL6NEI/AAAAAAAADBg/7xGU8Hx3IAA/s72-c/Untitled-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1829348893462509648</id><published>2009-09-13T10:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:30:00.338-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah Museum of Natural History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving Point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Labor Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gateway Discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria and Justin'/><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134417562&amp;amp;site=widget-9a.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! can you say a big busy weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maria and Justin took the kids (plus Tory but minus Sam) for the weekend for Justin's Be-lated birthday gift to himself (is that really what it was? cause it really felt like a gift to us) and it so happened to be the long Labor Day Weekend that worked out the best for us all. The kids got their weekend with Maria and Justin and we got time to go visit friends and my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding out all the stuff that they were going to do with the kids, we didn't want to miss all the fun either so we tagged along for part of their weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is what we/they ended up doing all weekend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday: it was Maria's birthday, so we stuck around to wait till Justin got off work. To kill time we vegged out at Cabela's for a couple of hours and then had pizza and cake with Maria and Justin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday: Thanksgiving Point @ the Museum of Ancient Life to see the Dinosaur exhibits (which happens to also be world's largest dinosaur exhibit!) and watch the Dolphins and Whales 3D film. I loved watching the kids experience a REAL 3D film (and it was just as amazing for me cause i've never seen a REAL one either!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380975503468583698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq0QtfVS2xI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/2ZBYlPpEwjw/s400/P1150304.JPG" /&gt;{Tory and Daylon checking out the fossils}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380243005667807042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp2ggYcD0I/AAAAAAAAC_I/qb3xHFdCv5c/s400/P1150308.JPG" /&gt;{Daylon and his favorite fossil}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242997105257938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp2gAe97dI/AAAAAAAAC_A/HNubVxEqIHo/s400/P1150310.JPG" /&gt;{I loved all the staged photos. The kids put a lot of work into it}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242990510783602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp2fn6uPHI/AAAAAAAAC-4/9R2ttSb3fRU/s400/P1150314.JPG" /&gt;{they even got Sam in on the action!}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went out for lunch, which was great! Later on, while Justin was watching the big BYU game, Maria took the kids to Gateway Discovery. I snagged all her pictures from there since we didn't go. The kids had a TON of fun and are still talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242249834212498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp10grqrJI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/BiKdGiqhvyA/s400/7423_124421256658_622856658_2589512_495420_n.jpg" /&gt;{Daylon making movies with his one big eye}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242248222839762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp10arfE9I/AAAAAAAAC-Q/5EjrJDAuFaE/s400/7423_124420906658_622856658_2589506_3494245_n.jpg" /&gt;{Even Tory loved it!}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242238542259570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp1z2ndJXI/AAAAAAAAC-I/kgXjm78hN30/s400/7423_124420821658_622856658_2589502_4266_n.jpg" /&gt;{Rianne doing what she loves most... being with the horses}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday: I'm not exactly sure what the kids did on Sunday but i did hear that they got to go see UP. From what i hear, it's a must see movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday: We met back up with Maria and Justin at the Utah Museum of Natural History to see the "Toadally Frogs" display along with their other perminant displays. I had no idea that they had so much there to look at!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp2fA5uFyI/AAAAAAAAC-w/fhwmTXVNE6U/s1600-h/P1150325.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242980037596962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp2fA5uFyI/AAAAAAAAC-w/fhwmTXVNE6U/s400/P1150325.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{awesome circular aquarium with a hole in the middle so you could see all around you}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp11ocwKxI/AAAAAAAAC-o/en_q6vZQGTQ/s1600-h/P1150330.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242269099010834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp11ocwKxI/AAAAAAAAC-o/en_q6vZQGTQ/s400/P1150330.JPG" /&gt;{one of my favorite frogs}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp11DLa9BI/AAAAAAAAC-g/2uScEoSESBE/s1600-h/P1150332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242259094205458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqp11DLa9BI/AAAAAAAAC-g/2uScEoSESBE/s400/P1150332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {bless Maria's heart. She saved Sam so many times from a frustrated dad that we couldn't count any more} &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We headed to the Gateway for lunch (mmmm... Applebee's) and to hang out at the fountain, which broke down just as the kids were getting ready to go play in it. It was a complete bummer for the kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ran back to Maria and Justin's to pick up the kids and their gear and head home. Apparently we wore Maria and Justin right out. Maria was crashed on the couch and Justin was about out himself.&lt;br /&gt;We hope they weren't too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't thank you enough for taking on the kids like this. We appreciate the patience you have for our kids. And the kids love to spend time with you both. We love that you guys are able to show and do things with them that we aren't able to. Thanks for making this something that the kids will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You guys rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1829348893462509648?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1829348893462509648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1829348893462509648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1829348893462509648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sq0QtfVS2xI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/2ZBYlPpEwjw/s72-c/P1150304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-539323434944288893</id><published>2009-09-10T17:05:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:59:04.813-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fremont indian park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petroglyphs'/><title type='text'>Fremont Indain State Park - Week #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-37.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=lt&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134416439&amp;amp;site=widget-37.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup, that's right... Week #3. And all because we didn't catch it all the first two weeks. But that's what's nice about it being so close. We don 't feel like we need to cram it all in one day. The kids get tire? fine... we'll hit the other spots next weekend. I love being close to things like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week we hit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Canyon of Life... again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spider Woman Rock Canyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cave of a Hundred Hands... again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arch of Art AKA Coy's Canyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and, as always, the Visitors Center. But only mostly because we had Tory with us and the kids wanted to share that experience with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First stop was Spider Woman Rock Canyon (Point of Interest #13). We got confused and hit the wrong canyon to start with but did find some bonus petroglyphs there too. Amazing the places these people got to, i tell ya! Finally finding the right canyon, we started with what we could find on our trail guides. This canyon had a lot of REALLY great petroglphs and pictographs... VERY cool! The hunting scene was a favorite of the kids. You could really pick out what kind of animals they were REALLY well. Our favorite was the elk, until we found the moose! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380214105607608706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcOTRJmYI/AAAAAAAAC-A/9KQKLbck8BA/s400/spiderwomanhuntingpanelpana.jpg" /&gt;{the kids looking at the hunting scene panels. I really hate how the big one is all shot up though... stupid people!}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380214096393139810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcNw8P9mI/AAAAAAAAC94/hFe9-nwU0Ds/s400/P1150104.JPG" /&gt;{still in the Spider Woman Rock Canyon. This one was my favorite. It was really clear and had a great story to it. And just around the corner to the left of it, we found some bonus petroglphys AND pictographs that weren't on our trail guide} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the Spider Woman Rock Canyon, we headed to the Visitors Center to get a better idea on the petroglphs we couldn't find the week before at the "Canyon of Life". The desk lady was really funny about it and said that she hadn't been in that canyon before and she doesn't plan on ever going into "that" canyon ever. She was sorry she couldn't help but she didn't want to chance coming out "fertile" as the legends go. LOL - it was kinda humorous. She did, however, give us a few pointers and a bit more history. We decided to take our chances again, and headed up there for lunch and another quick look (and oddly enough, a "facts of life" exericence for Tory and Daylon, which was kinda fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcNWlmHgI/AAAAAAAAC9w/_BFOk8s-lnE/s1600-h/P1150196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380214089318800898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcNWlmHgI/AAAAAAAAC9w/_BFOk8s-lnE/s400/P1150196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {FINALLY finding the Mareo Panel we couldn't find the week before. It was WAY up high and really hard to find. It was a pretty steep hike to get up closer to it, but so very worth it to get a better look at it}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other big Point of Interest we stopped at was the "Arch of Art" or "Coy's Canyon". It's just off the side of the road and if you look close, all these petroglphs just start popping out at you. Amongst all the petroglphs you start finding "Coy" written everywhere (or maybe you find COY first and then the petroglphs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcM0Vr0WI/AAAAAAAAC9o/l2NKe4UGbKk/s1600-h/P1150274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380214080125260130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcM0Vr0WI/AAAAAAAAC9o/l2NKe4UGbKk/s400/P1150274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {a shot of the rock wall}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcMFLuhRI/AAAAAAAAC9g/gPOr-bfykvc/s1600-h/P1150274+with+markings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380214067467027730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcMFLuhRI/AAAAAAAAC9g/gPOr-bfykvc/s400/P1150274+with+markings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {the same shot, only with petroglphs and graffity circled}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definately worth going back and looking at better. By the time we got to this Point of Interest, Sam was wiped out and the kids had lost interest. Daylon came out and checked it out with me and we both decided we needed to do it again. Next time we'll check this one out and go check out the Rim Trail View from the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've pretty much taken the kids on all the kid friendly hikes/trails/intrests in the park. Of the 13 points of interest, we've hit 10 of them. We hope to wipe out another one, maybe two if the one isn't too much for them, of those next time we go back. The last one is a scenic hike and WAY too long for the kids so we definately won't be doing that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, one of these days, i'm going to book a private "tour" for the Rim Trail View where they take you right up high on the cliff side right next to the petroglphs.&lt;br /&gt;Definately not a kid hike but something i really want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-539323434944288893?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/539323434944288893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/fremont-indain-state-park-week-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/539323434944288893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/539323434944288893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/fremont-indain-state-park-week-3.html' title='Fremont Indain State Park - Week #3'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqpcOTRJmYI/AAAAAAAAC-A/9KQKLbck8BA/s72-c/spiderwomanhuntingpanelpana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2748235053156271585</id><published>2009-09-10T11:14:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:08:22.296-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fremont indian park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petroglyphs'/><title type='text'>Femont Indain State Park - Week #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=lt&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134416380&amp;amp;site=widget-fc.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because one week just wasn't enough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided that there was SO much more up there that we wanted to see, we headed back up there the next weekend. We hit 6 points of intrest this time. Three of which were new to us. But we got to see stuff we missed the first time which was really nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took the Parade of Rock Art Trail/Court of Ceremonies backwards this time and ended up findingn the Hidden Secrets Trail...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379892477736511042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqk3tGFH5kI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/_2E4HG9jW54/s400/P1150040.JPG" /&gt;{i'm assuming this was one of the "hidden secrets".  Very very cool!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...the end of Coyote trail and one of the trail heads of the Alma Christensen Trail that ends up by the visitors center (Points of Interst #5-8 and then some)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379892465234910082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqk3sXggm4I/AAAAAAAAC9Q/EjoEKRXtkZw/s400/P1150057.JPG" /&gt;{a hunting scene on the "Parade of Rock Art Trail" that we missed last time because we took off on another trail}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Point of Intrest #11: the Picnic Grounds and Centennial Cabin where we had lunch in the trees by the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{pretend we got some great pictures here}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Point of Intrest #2: Canyon of Life &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379892458369987010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqk3r97yMcI/AAAAAAAAC9I/Ele9lG2xNVU/s400/P1150067.JPG" /&gt;{a pretty intersting story that goes with this point of interest along with some pretty clear petroglyphs.  This one was on the right side of the canyon.  The ones on the left side of the canyon, we weren't able to locate this time}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There is just so much to see, even now after being there twice (actually three times... see the next post).   Definately something to keep going back for.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379892446122067698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqk3rQTpxvI/AAAAAAAAC9A/7ULLhmAaywA/s400/P1150084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2748235053156271585?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2748235053156271585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/femont-indain-state-park-week-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2748235053156271585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2748235053156271585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/femont-indain-state-park-week-2.html' title='Femont Indain State Park - Week #2'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sqk3tGFH5kI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/_2E4HG9jW54/s72-c/P1150040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4535957374019721074</id><published>2009-09-09T19:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:25:46.293-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>so much to catch up on... AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;but... i couldn't let the day pass without sharing pictures of my little man on his first day of pre-school!  He's been waiting for this day since the other two started school, 2 1/2 weeks ago.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641607639619106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqhTiiJFViI/AAAAAAAAC84/50EbAW-CIQQ/s400/P1150333.JPG" /&gt;It snuck up on me so fast that i spaced that he needed a backpack and so we scoured the house through.  The only pack we could find that didn't drown him out was a cute little hot pink and pretty blue Scooby-Doo of Rianne's (actually a hand-me-down from cute little Ali!).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was pretty excited to have it and wanted nothing more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even when i brought him home his own little backpack when i went to town this afternoon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess we're sticking with the cute little pink and blue backpack .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqhTiCnlJHI/AAAAAAAAC8w/bnCOG3wJMT8/s1600-h/P1150339rscut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641599177598066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqhTiCnlJHI/AAAAAAAAC8w/bnCOG3wJMT8/s400/P1150339rscut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in all, preschool is a hit.  Especially for the treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4535957374019721074?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4535957374019721074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-much-to-catch-up-on-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4535957374019721074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4535957374019721074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-much-to-catch-up-on-again.html' title='so much to catch up on... AGAIN!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SqhTiiJFViI/AAAAAAAAC84/50EbAW-CIQQ/s72-c/P1150333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2281094411078016698</id><published>2009-08-19T09:57:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:18:48.599-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school 2009-2010'/><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the first day of school for Daylon and Rianne.&lt;br /&gt;Daylon is going into the 6th grade... middle school.&lt;br /&gt;Rianne is starting 2nd grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now i have kids in two different schools, which means:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*a whole new level of chaos in the morning to make sure each kid gets to school on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rianne's school is a few blocks away ~ Daylon's is across town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*which also means that i won't be able to have Daylon and Rianne look out for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*they won't be walking to school together or walking home from school together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*two different time schedules all together (although it might make homework time easier?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*and so many more i'm sure i'll find out about later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids are super excited, so i am too, and i get one on one time with Sam again... and me time during his naps! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets just hope that school goes smoothly this year and middle school isn't as scarey as people/parents tell me it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371705270101860770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sowhe46D4aI/AAAAAAAAC8o/5y2_rH3rKHQ/s400/P1150006.JPGcut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and just for fun because i saw it here: &lt;a href="http://bedifferentactnormal.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-photos.html"&gt;be different act normal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daylon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371705260308411602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SowheUbHtNI/AAAAAAAAC8g/CTcm5f7vs8A/s400/P1150007.JPG+played.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rianne&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SowhdhzP0FI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/Ax__0RZNLaE/s1600-h/P1150011.JPGplayed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371705246719397970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SowhdhzP0FI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/Ax__0RZNLaE/s400/P1150011.JPGplayed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and because Sam couldn't be left out of the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SowhdPI6dqI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/dqLAUZWo8o4/s1600-h/P1150016.JPGplayed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371705241709999778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SowhdPI6dqI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/dqLAUZWo8o4/s400/P1150016.JPGplayed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2281094411078016698?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2281094411078016698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2281094411078016698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2281094411078016698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sowhe46D4aI/AAAAAAAAC8o/5y2_rH3rKHQ/s72-c/P1150006.JPGcut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6474399021486759287</id><published>2009-08-18T12:00:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:45:22.976-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fremont indian park'/><title type='text'>Fremont Indian State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the last weekend before school started and we wanted to go out and do something before we weren't able to anymore. But considering that this weekend was also a weekend full of family down for Katie's mission farewell, we decided to do something close(r) to home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are pretty lucky having so many state/national parks right close to us. The closest one is practically right in our backyard and, sadly, we've never been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Fremont Indian State Park is only about 15 minutes away from us so we thought that we'd go take a look and see what we've been missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134389022&amp;amp;site=widget-1e.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a bunch of really short hiking trails throughout the whole park so we decided to take a few of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started out at the visitors center/musuem and they pointed us in the direction of the closest and easiset self guided hiking trail/walk which takes you around the musuem and then back again. The walk then breaks off into other smaller hikes. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371380770636295938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor6WiMj7wI/AAAAAAAAC8I/oyF3wJz-YAY/s400/P1140909.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hike ended at a pithouse and a grainery.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371380759561657666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor6V48KXUI/AAAAAAAAC8A/fvMmirnCAhc/s400/P1140920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pithouse was big enough to fit our whole family, Maria and Justin, and Taylor, Jared and Quintin. Very cool!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371380751763635746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor6Vb49_iI/AAAAAAAAC74/fmrx_6CBrVQ/s400/P1140928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first hike out of the museum/visitors center was to the 100 Hands cave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371380739421211442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor6Ut6TizI/AAAAAAAAC7w/LR5XNMzl-9U/s400/P1140956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cave was barred up because of obvioius vandlism on the walls.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371380727259601538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor6UAmwGoI/AAAAAAAAC7o/8cx_fABgXII/s400/P1140960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and if there is waster, you must stop to play in it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371378333224336706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor4IqIQ_UI/AAAAAAAAC7g/TbDCC3fC910/s400/P1140964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second hike was up to Sheep Shelter and a few rocks along the trail with petroglyphs&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371378319370218498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor4H2hL7AI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/TVY4VnhEi3E/s400/P1140985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sheep Shelter is also barred for the same reasons.  But all the petroglyphs are on the other side of the rock inside so they put up a mirror so you can see them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you look closely, you can see them in the mirror along with all of us.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371378306544017762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor4HGvLoWI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/u25shrt16Q4/s400/P1140988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was another sheep petroglyph just up from Sheep Shelter that was pretty prominate.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371378297428108466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor4Gkxx5LI/AAAAAAAAC7I/LxCRdkGhDoA/s400/P1140992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the biggest highlight of the trip was seeing the Indian Blanket drawn on the rocks across the canyon.  This is the one that the kids were most excited about, especially Daylon.  I think that is was the legend of the indian blanket was what drove it closer to home for Daylon&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371378287130328594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor4F-amPhI/AAAAAAAAC7A/LIQXhABrros/s400/P1140999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It wasn't the most exciting of places that we've been to so far, but the history is intersting.  I would love to go back and continue to go on the other hikes that we missed and see the rest of the place.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6474399021486759287?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6474399021486759287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fremont-indian-state-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6474399021486759287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6474399021486759287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fremont-indian-state-park.html' title='Fremont Indian State Park'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sor6WiMj7wI/AAAAAAAAC8I/oyF3wJz-YAY/s72-c/P1140909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4818918575852923296</id><published>2009-08-13T10:21:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:12:21.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cub scouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arrow of Light'/><title type='text'>Daylon's Arrow of Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRMelbnlAI/AAAAAAAAC64/SueVfRR06gU/s1600-h/DSC01759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369500744060212226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRMelbnlAI/AAAAAAAAC64/SueVfRR06gU/s400/DSC01759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After spending almost a week up at Fish Lake, my parents were gracious enough to stay another few extra days to stick around for Daylon's Arrow of Light ceremony.  In fact, when Daylon joined Cub Scouts, my dad offered to do Daylon's Arrow of Light ceremony when and if he earned it.  I was not about to let that opportunity fall between my fingers.  So when i found out that Daylon was going to receive his Arrow Of Light, i snagged my dad and made sure that he he still wanted to do it.  I've seen dad do several Arrow Of Lights while growing up and was pretty thick in the scouting thing.  Nothing pleased me more than to have the honor of Dad sharing that milestone with Daylon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for things to start&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRMd_d6K9I/AAAAAAAAC6w/4GjDCZCO1TM/s1600-h/P1140792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369500733869272018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRMd_d6K9I/AAAAAAAAC6w/4GjDCZCO1TM/s400/P1140792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369497518140647506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRJiz8daFI/AAAAAAAAC6o/oGFks0duquc/s400/DSC01718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the ceremony started, all the boys had to get their awards.  Daylon and I worked our tail ends off and ended up earning ALL of his merit badges, a belt full of belt loops and several other awards.  I'm quite proud of the little guy.  I'm sure he did most of it to make mom happy but he sure did look pretty slick up there all decked out in his awards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369497511926027538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRJicyx1RI/AAAAAAAAC6g/1TIi5eAiXeg/s400/P1140812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the mother's pin for earning his Webelos award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369497499663691746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRJhvHNb-I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/RV7PyJUkSiU/s400/P1140818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The begining of the Arrow of Light ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad had all the kids gather up in front of him while he told them a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369497488766657906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRJhGhJ5XI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/yBtPhLSshbU/s400/DSC01732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was right on the ground interacting with them.  They had a cool "campfire" going with indian music in the background and a teepee backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369497482401847202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRJguzql6I/AAAAAAAAC6I/iXTUDpJC6jA/s400/P1140824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three boys, Kyle, Daylon &amp;amp; Tyson, who received their Arrow of Light awards that evening, pinning on their mother pins&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369495328891722546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRHjYW12zI/AAAAAAAAC5w/pfl0YUuL1b0/s400/DSC01737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the big hugs (and kisses?) that go with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369495317678894994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRHiulfr5I/AAAAAAAAC5k/taO-NJAqtW8/s400/DSC01738.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Weblos leader talking with the boys about what a great honor it is to receive this award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369495300508699986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRHhunzTVI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/Vf_6JbXi6qk/s400/P1140869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and being welcomed into the Boy Scouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369495343585894530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRHkPGNIII/AAAAAAAAC58/CRtfvEvYuY4/s400/DSC01756.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family and dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(don't mind our faces... all part of the ceremony... although i'll never understand why Daylon thought it was so funny to put a green mustache on me LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369495283079668034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRHgtsZYUI/AAAAAAAAC5M/d5NfpRb-2Gc/s400/DSC01758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you dad for making this such a special night for the boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was special for not only us but also for the parents of the other boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4818918575852923296?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4818918575852923296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/daylons-arrow-of-light.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4818918575852923296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4818918575852923296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/daylons-arrow-of-light.html' title='Daylon&apos;s Arrow of Light'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoRMelbnlAI/AAAAAAAAC64/SueVfRR06gU/s72-c/DSC01759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6434602124032796853</id><published>2009-08-10T11:38:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:42:20.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Lake - last 2 days (really 3 days)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last two days of vacation were consumed with cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meeting new baby cousins, catching up on others, seeing some that i haven't seen in years, and meeting some that married into the family. There was only a few of my cousins there. Hopefully next year more of us will be able to join.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most everyone left Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stayed up there one more night with Mom, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa and Uncle Gary.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs95FNkPI/AAAAAAAAC5E/5zNl7KxZjk4/s1600-h/fishlakeday56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368410566376132850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs95FNkPI/AAAAAAAAC5E/5zNl7KxZjk4/s400/fishlakeday56.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylon getting his head buzzed by cousin Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daylon was quite impressed by this cool "cop" cousin he'd never met before. Needless to say, we've got to get to know my family much better. I finially got to meet his wife, Nattalie and their little guy Cooper.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs81mBETI/AAAAAAAAC40/YF6cR6GmMZQ/s1600-h/P1140728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368410548260114738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs81mBETI/AAAAAAAAC40/YF6cR6GmMZQ/s400/P1140728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam helping Great-Grandpa Mac working on the ropes to his boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Grandpa loved it just as much as Sam did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs8UlXXhI/AAAAAAAAC4s/rCNyBmfTS80/s1600-h/P1140731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368410539399011858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs8UlXXhI/AAAAAAAAC4s/rCNyBmfTS80/s400/P1140731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam helping Aunt Connie "work". Everytime someone was doing something, Sam was there to help. In this case, it was cutting up potatoes and onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368410530494653266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs7zaZo1I/AAAAAAAAC4k/kqGIOXPh9dQ/s400/P1140735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie was pretty into my mom fileting fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sat there and kept my mom company the whole time&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr8LNERhI/AAAAAAAAC4c/VkgOCs3Q-nU/s1600-h/P1140736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368409437369550354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr8LNERhI/AAAAAAAAC4c/VkgOCs3Q-nU/s400/P1140736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest member of the family, baby Sophie. She was named after my awesome grandma. Only a few weeks old and she's a camping champ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr7v2EaaI/AAAAAAAAC4U/vWqeGMACfGg/s1600-h/P1140739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368409430025333154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr7v2EaaI/AAAAAAAAC4U/vWqeGMACfGg/s400/P1140739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids found a great lean-to that someone had put together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we couldn't find them, we always knew where they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368409417469789970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr7BEmBxI/AAAAAAAAC4M/QCAsStwDFCg/s400/P1140759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last trip out on the boat as a family Sunday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a nice cruise up the west side of Fish Lake watching the fish in the shallows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368409412326674226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr6t6YTzI/AAAAAAAAC4E/869cjRflpsQ/s400/P1140784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last trip fishing the beach with Sam while Rianne, Daylon and DarRell took the boat out on the lake to fish one last time. Sam was having no fun fishing with Gary until he started wadeing in the water. It all ended with him being wet from head to toe after tripping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr50AQ6OI/AAAAAAAAC38/J10pbvSRois/s1600-h/DSC01712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368409396782098658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBr50AQ6OI/AAAAAAAAC38/J10pbvSRois/s400/DSC01712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We can't wait until next year. Next year it will be over the 4th and we plan on being there the whole five days.  I can't wait!  I hope more people can make it next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6434602124032796853?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6434602124032796853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-last-2-days-really-3-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6434602124032796853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6434602124032796853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-last-2-days-really-3-days.html' title='Fish Lake - last 2 days (really 3 days)'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SoBs95FNkPI/AAAAAAAAC5E/5zNl7KxZjk4/s72-c/fishlakeday56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6278317106409938704</id><published>2009-08-10T10:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:32:27.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confessions Monday</title><content type='html'>apparently i need a bit more accountablity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;remember when i said i needed to get back on that wagon.  I must've missed the announcement that it was leaving and totally was left behind running after it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if it's possible, i think i may have gained 4 pounds since yesterday.  It had to have been Mt Dew i drank and king sized candy bar i devoured.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;today i started counting points again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because so far, i haven't had any fruits since my "wagon" post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;However, i have still been living off salsa so i have been getting in 5 servings every day, it just hasn't included fruits of any kind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;exercise hasn't been part of my vocabulary in quite some time.  That really needs to change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my garden is finially starting to produce RED tomatoes.  LOVING THAT!  The chili peppers are starting to get big enough to pick if the wind doesn't wipe them out first.  And the speghetti squash is about right.  Carrots are being devoured and i'm enjoying watching the artichokes grow.  Next year i'm definately growing a bigger garden if i can find the space for it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm addicted to the lo-carb monster energy drinks.  Not a good thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to help keep me on track, i'm going to spend the afternoon planning out meals on Weight Watchers.  I'm paying for the subscription, i may as well use it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i really gotta finish up posting about July.  It's already mid-August and i'm getting further behind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hope to finish up those last few scrapbook layouts sitting on my desk taking up space on my desk and room in my brain.  They've been there WAY too long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6278317106409938704?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6278317106409938704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-confessions-monday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6278317106409938704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6278317106409938704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-confessions-monday.html' title='True Confessions Monday'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-9183551999672913116</id><published>2009-08-08T09:06:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:36:56.065-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24th of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishlake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>Fish Lake - Day 3 &amp; 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 23rd and 24th were the busiest for us by far. Most of our time these two days were spent away from Fish Lake than at it. Kaye and the kids had to leave early on the 23rd. Some time over the course of all the excitement, little Hunter ended up sick. I hated sending them out the door with Hunter feeling so rotten but knew that Kaye had to go back to work that night. All my pleading and begging couldn't change that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I headed back up to Fish Lake after sending Kaye on her way.   It was a bit of a lazy day on the 23rd.  I was greeted by the kids and Uncle Gary with a "Happy Birthday".  We headed out on the lake to do a bit of fishing, which was a bit of a bust with only two fish caught that whole day.  We lazed around the rest of the day at camp and headed back home before it got too dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 24th was filled full of 24th of July festivities and fireman duties.  I was over the firetrucks for the parade and DarRell had his usually duties of firetruck rides at the park and fireworks that night.  It was non-stop from sunrise to sundown.  DarRell was up early with six o'clock salutes with the fire department to start off the day.  Off to the parade and park activities.  Home for a double birthday party for Kole and Tucker.  And DarRell was off with the fire department for the rest of the night with firework duties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367611670690640450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2WYCvBskI/AAAAAAAAC3M/KC1HyCxobvc/s400/fishlakeday34.jpg" /&gt;We took Daylon out on the boat and taught him how to drive it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2Xlcf8k_I/AAAAAAAAC30/xaqggbcboeQ/s1600-h/P1140652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367613000456639474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2Xlcf8k_I/AAAAAAAAC30/xaqggbcboeQ/s400/P1140652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the Lodge from the Lake.  I can't wait till fall when the aspen leaves start to turn.  We are definitely going back if only for a day trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2XlMeLVdI/AAAAAAAAC3s/9eGG0u8zvBI/s1600-h/P1140656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367612996154250706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2XlMeLVdI/AAAAAAAAC3s/9eGG0u8zvBI/s400/P1140656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the kids we could let off fireworks in honor of my birthday the night of the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;Being kids, they didn't forget and after getting home from a lazy day up at Fish Lake, we set off a package full of firework we had laying around from a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2XkpdtmTI/AAAAAAAAC3k/xS-rTGp-oWw/s1600-h/P1140693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367612986757060914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2XkpdtmTI/AAAAAAAAC3k/xS-rTGp-oWw/s400/P1140693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hottie of a fireman during the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2XkbHDpgI/AAAAAAAAC3c/OC2XA_Cd8YM/s1600-h/P1140716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367612982903940610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2XkbHDpgI/AAAAAAAAC3c/OC2XA_Cd8YM/s400/P1140716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening of the 24th turned out to be a bust.  It was windy and rainy that evening when it was time for fireworks.  The two oldest kids were wiped out from a day of running.  Daylon never even made it to the start of the fireworks before he crashed.  Rianne gave up half way through it and went to the back seat to lay down.  Sam wanted to get out and run around in the rain.  Needless to say, it was pretty much a bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2Xj1-IgtI/AAAAAAAAC3U/4Q7GQ6j2B4A/s1600-h/P1140719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367612972934398674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2Xj1-IgtI/AAAAAAAAC3U/4Q7GQ6j2B4A/s400/P1140719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all went home and crashed hard.  Another 24th of July over and done with FINALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-9183551999672913116?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/9183551999672913116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-3-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/9183551999672913116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/9183551999672913116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-3-4.html' title='Fish Lake - Day 3 &amp; 4'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sn2WYCvBskI/AAAAAAAAC3M/KC1HyCxobvc/s72-c/fishlakeday34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-188520596608559636</id><published>2009-08-06T13:35:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:54:55.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishlake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>Fish Lake - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The actual start of Vacation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was up bright and early that morning to get packed up and off to Fish Lake. It's super nice that it only takes a hour tops pulling campers to get there from my house. Since i had to work, Kaye decided to give the kids a taste of country life and joined me at work. I'm guessing it was a bit of culture shock for them with all the comments LOL. After work we headed up to Fish Lake to meet up with the rest of the family.  We spent the afternoon setting up camp, fishing at the beach for yellow perch and roasting hotdogs and smores over the fire.  Later that night, I took Kaye and her kids down to my house for the night.  They had to be on the road back home the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366944332242272882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns3b1SYwnI/AAAAAAAAC1U/NfGdG9361TI/s400/fishlakeday2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tattoos galore... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366945211614868306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns4PBNJs1I/AAAAAAAAC18/0ExzcvcqHIk/s400/DSC_0003-2.JPG" /&gt;my mom has always got something great for the kids. Last year it was butterfly nets. VERY cool Grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366945206105772722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns4OsrrkrI/AAAAAAAAC10/T2uQRFThjaM/s400/P1140427.JPG" /&gt;Kaye behind the camera... always. Howerver, not complaining at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Gary and his one eyed wookey dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns7XXk420I/AAAAAAAAC2E/npiE9fdYM74/s1600-h/P1140436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366948653593844546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns7XXk420I/AAAAAAAAC2E/npiE9fdYM74/s320/P1140436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns7Xu49mHI/AAAAAAAAC2M/xVl3bwoQwuA/s1600-h/P1140437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366948659852056690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns7Xu49mHI/AAAAAAAAC2M/xVl3bwoQwuA/s320/P1140437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my dad teaching sam on how to pull apart worms... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns70EurKqI/AAAAAAAAC2U/vx7k5FcZPT4/s1600-h/P1140623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366949146750823074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns70EurKqI/AAAAAAAAC2U/vx7k5FcZPT4/s400/P1140623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and Sam NOT liking it one bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns8ZYySszI/AAAAAAAAC2c/WWIFnXrCWos/s1600-h/P1140629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366949787789865778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns8ZYySszI/AAAAAAAAC2c/WWIFnXrCWos/s320/P1140629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns8ZYySszI/AAAAAAAAC2c/WWIFnXrCWos/s1600-h/P1140629.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Gary showing Daylon where fish are supposed to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366953006975219474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns_UxL49xI/AAAAAAAAC20/DPDj4uZ9DKY/s400/P1140509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... showing Sam where worms should go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366945197572600114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns4OM5NsTI/AAAAAAAAC1s/two2B67Wkxo/s400/P1140554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and how to properly kiss a fish&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns9wwWYBHI/AAAAAAAAC2s/wgjwAkvCHrQ/s1600-h/P1140458.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366945175234079154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns4M5rS6bI/AAAAAAAAC1c/Z5YKIVkKobQ/s400/P1140637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The evening fishing for yellow perch with the kids... absolutely priceless&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366954432844851154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SntAnw9s59I/AAAAAAAAC3E/zTtbdddaF_w/s400/P1140458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-188520596608559636?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/188520596608559636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/188520596608559636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/188520596608559636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-2.html' title='Fish Lake - Day 2'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sns3b1SYwnI/AAAAAAAAC1U/NfGdG9361TI/s72-c/fishlakeday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6522811787218578911</id><published>2009-08-06T13:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:22:47.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishlake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaye'/><title type='text'>Fish Lake - Day 1...</title><content type='html'>...which turns out isn't even the first day of vacation for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The biggest thing in July is our annual vacation/family reunion type of thing that gets planned every year in advance. Every year my Uncle Jim and Aunt Connie reserve the big Doctor Creek campground and we go out and camp for 5 days. It's always during July and it's always nice to get away and still be close to home (i really love that part). This year it was over the 24th of July which made for and especially busy week for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But before the big camp out at Fish Lake, my parents and my grandparents, and every once in a while my Uncle Gary and Aunt Becky come to stay at my house for a day before going up. Everyone parks their camper trailers in front of the house for the night and we have a day of catching up and relaxing before the big week of R&amp;amp;R. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364445213349764626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SnJWf97B3hI/AAAAAAAAC0c/vHvIUpdmcjs/s400/Starred+Photos.jpg" /&gt;This year was a special year. My oldest sister decided to come out for a visit during the same time as the family get together. She showed up with her two youngest just as my parents and grandparents pulled up. I spent as much time as i could catching up with my big sis (that i miss SO much), letting cousins get to know each other over again, and, more importantly, reconnecting with my grandparents that i never get to see except for these few days in July every year. The day was full of pizza, swimming, laughing, reminiscing, and just plain wishing i lived closer to my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few of my favorite shots from the day, that my sister took. Did i mention that i loved that she has such a GREAT camera and she's not afraid to use it???? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366922751130703506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SnsjzpYblpI/AAAAAAAAC00/2yTOA1bxUJU/s400/DSC_0101-1.JPG" /&gt; My Dad's Mom. I love this woman. I don't think I've ever really heard her say anything REALLY bad about anyone. Most times this woman has nothing but nice to say about everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366922734507916050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SnsjyrdP-xI/AAAAAAAAC0k/A1nfgCgTnQs/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad and his dad. It's amazing how much they are alike. I love watching the two together. I can see so much of my dad in his dad from the way they talk to the way they hold their hands. My grandfather... he rocks. He's a great man and he's hilarious in his grandpa kinda way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad... i can see him getting to be more and more like my grandfather. It's weird seeing him through other peoples eyes. It totally gives me a new appreciation for him. Makes me love him even more and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366922992143702946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SnskBrOaG6I/AAAAAAAAC1M/hu2kmQQpa-A/s400/DSC_0071-1.JPG" /&gt;My mom. She hides from the camera way too much, and when you do get a picture, she's never smiling. This is my mom... and how i always think of her, with her smile. The smile may be hard to find sometimes, but it's there. And she puts up with so much of her kids crap! And yet she doesn't call us on it... what a woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366922762147562706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Snsj0SbDhNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/guZjhimB8F0/s400/DSC_0157.JPG" /&gt;This is my Sam. He's a spitting image of his dad. It's not often that i get him to myself when he's calm and wanting to snuggle. He's a daddy's boy all the way. Thank you Kaye for getting this... it just didn't last long enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366922758800905410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Snsj0F9JlMI/AAAAAAAAC08/I8dMN2lMeHo/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The two girls, BobbyJo and Rianne. The kids, i swear they were twins separated at birth. They are so much alike it's unreal! I love that Kaye got his picture of the two girls with the horses. Oddly enough, i hardly seen either of the girls the whole time. They were off doing their own things together. Amazing how much calmer Rianne was with another girl around. Apparently all the boys around here makes life tough on a little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366922742781165938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SnsjzKRvwXI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Te9_5KBmOCE/s400/DSC_0055-1.JPG" /&gt;and who could forget the two older boys? or well... three older boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets face it, DarRell is just as much a boy (with responsibilities) and they two youngers are. Hunter and Daylon got along great. I love that the kids think that DarRell is so cool. Someday Daylon will appreciate having a dad that's cool. The two younger boys ran wild and loved every minute of it. I love it when my family visits... i wish it would happen more often. I'm missing out on some very serious family bonding time and so are my kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6522811787218578911?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6522811787218578911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6522811787218578911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6522811787218578911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish-lake-day-1.html' title='Fish Lake - Day 1...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SnJWf97B3hI/AAAAAAAAC0c/vHvIUpdmcjs/s72-c/Starred+Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3690184388346084883</id><published>2009-08-05T19:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:20:39.950-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July'/><title type='text'>playing a bit of catch up</title><content type='html'>Wow! Turns out July is the most insaine month of the year hands down. It's a month of a million birthdays, of vacations/family reunions, and a month of just trying to get it all in before school starts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for all the goings on that happened during July.  I really need to catch up but it's going to take a few days if i stick with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3690184388346084883?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3690184388346084883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-bit-of-catch-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3690184388346084883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3690184388346084883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-bit-of-catch-up.html' title='playing a bit of catch up'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4539424329032751863</id><published>2009-08-05T09:13:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:27:32.189-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitamins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruits and veggies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>getting back on the wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="21 Days with the Sisterhood!" src="http://i725.photobucket.com/albums/ww255/shrinkingjeans/21days.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know i haven't talked about my weight loss in forever.  That's because I've just kinda lost motivation.  I lost the first 20 pounds semi easy and I'm struggling to get past this 5 pounds that keep going off and on.  If you remember, this January i posted to the world how much i weighed (169 pounds if you don't remember), and mentioned that it was the heaviest I've ever been in my life, including when i was pregnant with any one of my three children.  I joined Weight Watchers, I started exercising a little bit, started taking my vitamins, and started living the healthy life i was supposed to.  I even started running.  I started training for a 5K that turned out to not be a 5K but a 5 mile.  I got halfway into my training and turkey hunting season came up.  I was no longer able to stick to my morning running schedule and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DarRell's&lt;/span&gt; small window of hunting.  I fell off the wagon.  I didn't make it to that 5 mile run (although i have plenty of reasons why, but seriously, they weren't the REAL reason why i didn't run it).  Truthfully, i haven't been running since.  Not a real run anyways.  I got to a point in weight loss where my clothes starting fitting better, and  had to, in fact, go and buy, get this... 2 sizes smaller!  Right now i weigh in at about 145, give or take on the day.  I hover up or down a few pounds and haven't made it lower than 144 yet.  This is great news for me!  Depending on the day, I've lost 25 pounds!  However, I'm not near what my goal weight was for myself.  Even when I've reconsidered what i want to weight now, I'm still not there.  I would love to loose another 10 pounds or so.  I haven't counted "points" in several months (which makes me wonder why I'm even still paying for my subscription to WW online).  I've been eating better, but when i splurge, i make sure i splurge good.  So, I've decided that i need to get back on that wagon.  It's going to take baby steps.  Lots of baby steps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, this is where The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans comes into play once again.  Right now they are doing a challenge on making good health habits. by taking 21 days to form a new good habit.  Right now, it's not focused primarily on weight loss but more into incorporating a few good habits into my life which will make a good impact on my weight loss goal.  I've been thinking about what good habits i need to make in my life that will help in getting me to my goal weight and helping me stay there when I've reached it, and most importantly, just being more healthy in general.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've decided that I don't want to overwhelm myself with tons of goals, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; they be easy or hard.  I'd be setting myself up for failure at best.  So I'm going to settling on four of what i believe to be most important to me at this time.  So here it goes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking my daily vitamins.  Yes, i know this should be super easy.  But truthfully, anything i find healthy, i hate doing.  It's a glitch in me that i see happening all the time... i guess a bit of self destruction going on there.  Not good... but it's the truth.  So what better goal to have than to have one that SHOULD be easy just to prove to myself that i can do it.  And what makes it even easier is that i found a daily vitamin that i can stomach and so happens to be really yummy.  Thank goodness for children gummy vitamins, otherwise this would be a much more challenging and HARD goal for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating my daily servings of fruits and veggies.  Or should it be veggies AND fruits... fruits being the hard part for me.  Seriously, this is not a hard goal for me at all.  I've been living off of salsa for the last month or so and loving every minute of it.  And what's making it even easier is that gardens are starting to produce boatloads of veggies right now.  I know i shouldn't make my goals a given, that making them so easy will also set me up for failure also since I'm not making any progress.  Thus, the addition of adding in fruits.  I'm super lucky if i get in my daily serving of fruit in one week, little alone in one day.  I'm not a big fruit eater.  I think i got worse at it when i started WW after finding out that most fruits have points where as lots of veggies were free.  Yes, i think this goal will be a bit harder for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking more water.  Another easy one for me if i actually make a effort at doing it.  I used to be so good at this, drinking at least 64-80oz or more a day.  I got used to the constant trips to the bathroom and knew when i needed to drink more by just the way i was feeling.  Don't ask me what happened to fall off that wagon, I'm just not sure what happened.  Right now, my intake is approximately 32-48oz a day.  Not even close to what is normally advised for everyone.  I know what i need to do and how to do it, it's just the matter of doing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating breakfast EVERY day.  I know, it should be easy.  And seriously, i know better.  But there is that part of me that STILL thinks that if i don't eat breakfast, then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not eating as  much throughout the day calorie wise.  But i KNOW that if i eat breakfast, it kick starts my metabolism.  It gives me that extra punch to help burn calories longer in given day then if i don't.  I know that it doesn't matter much what i eat for breakfast (well, it does... but lets face it, any kind of breakfast is better than no breakfast right?), i just gotta do it.  And yet, i find myself NOT eating breakfast just because of the fact that i want that milkshake later in the day and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; making up for it calorie wise by not eating breakfast.  Twisted thinking but true.  Even though i know what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; supposed to do, i justify it anyways.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Definately&lt;/span&gt; the harder of my four goals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although these four goals I've chosen aren't things that i need to work super hard at achieving, They are some of&lt;em&gt; my&lt;/em&gt; most important goals to help me in my journey of a healthy lifestyle and helping me get to where i want to be in life, health and weight wise.  Like i said, it's all about baby steps.  These baby steps are going to lead to bigger and better steps and before i know it, I'll be out running that 5 mile next year... you wait and see!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4539424329032751863?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shrinkingjeans.net/2009/08/21-days/' title='getting back on the wagon'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4539424329032751863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-back-on-wagon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4539424329032751863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4539424329032751863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-back-on-wagon.html' title='getting back on the wagon'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-814272433676973178</id><published>2009-07-24T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:02:38.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>our friday night tradition...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Just got better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SmpnvcHzHFI/AAAAAAAAC0U/aGmpzjL5vw0/s1600-h/P1140372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SmpnvcHzHFI/AAAAAAAAC0U/aGmpzjL5vw0/s400/P1140372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one night only (or maybe not because it was such a hit)&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night Movie Night gets moved outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies are so much better outside! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-814272433676973178?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/814272433676973178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-friday-night-tradition.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/814272433676973178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/814272433676973178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-friday-night-tradition.html' title='our friday night tradition...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SmpnvcHzHFI/AAAAAAAAC0U/aGmpzjL5vw0/s72-c/P1140372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6365550301167841467</id><published>2009-07-16T16:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:44:22.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pudge'/><title type='text'>RIP Pudge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having to let you go was the hardest thing we've ever had to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You lived a very long life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will miss you so very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few highlights and favorite pictures of our first baby&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-mX-J1CgI/AAAAAAAACz8/uTMbLqf9jx0/s1600-h/Top.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359185935245086066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-nNsONjXI/AAAAAAAAC0M/rEFQS7yWLDc/s400/Scan0002.tif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359185012345604610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-mX-J1CgI/AAAAAAAACz8/uTMbLqf9jx0/s400/Top.bmp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359184999935450562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-mXP7BHcI/AAAAAAAACzk/S_MV9Zbxlzg/s400/Scan0005.tif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359184431070109170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-l2Iu83fI/AAAAAAAACzc/ONp8ONkppFk/s400/Scan0004.tif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359185757681846322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-nDWv1iDI/AAAAAAAAC0E/9gKmNPKQMgs/s400/scan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359184420771729202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-l1iXoDzI/AAAAAAAACzU/3Gs6etoRspo/s400/Scan0003.tif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He was the cutest little roley poley dog you'd ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He was part char-pei, part pitbull and part lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He was the fatest and the littlest of the whole litter. When we picked him out, the rest of the puppies came to greet us, Pudge stayed behing to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He was born right before Christmas a week before we got married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*We brought him home to live with us in February&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He was so wrinkly in the face that he had to have a face lift around his eyes because the excess skin was making him blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He used to carry around a baby pink blanket wherever he went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He has lived through two other dogs, a ferret, an iguana, and several other pets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He was our first baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He was 101 1/2 years old, in dog years of course, when he passed away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*He will always hold a VERY special place in our hearts forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pudge&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359185005614600290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-mXlFCEGI/AAAAAAAACz0/CzU6t4uEekw/s400/Scan0007.tif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 1994 - July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6365550301167841467?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6365550301167841467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-pudge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6365550301167841467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6365550301167841467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-pudge.html' title='RIP Pudge'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-nNsONjXI/AAAAAAAAC0M/rEFQS7yWLDc/s72-c/Scan0002.tif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-702151678351245868</id><published>2009-07-16T14:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:13:30.850-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11th'/><title type='text'>Daylon's 11th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy has he ever grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359165023859781106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-UMfPcLfI/AAAAAAAACy0/sh32SC4I0n0/s400/P1140318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really small get together Pool Party for him on his birthday which ended up being even a MUCH smaller get together than we had planned for. I guess that is one of the hazards of having a weekday birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't ask for much this year and we were able to fulfill all of his birthday wishes this year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Hiking in Capitol Reef - we enjoyed it the weekend before his birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Go to the afternoon movie to watch Monsters vs. Aliens - It turned out that they had the matinee on his birthday so it made his day a little bit extra special&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*a lava lamp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Bedtime Stories DVD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also got $25, a "Got Dirt" John Deer t-shirt, and a few books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and not once did he complain that he wasn't having fun or that it wasn't the best party ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You gotta love that kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-UMfPcLfI/AAAAAAAACy0/sh32SC4I0n0/s1600-h/P1140318.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-d9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134344409&amp;amp;site=widget-d9.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134344409&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134344409&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134344409&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-702151678351245868?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/702151678351245868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/daylons-11th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/702151678351245868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/702151678351245868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/daylons-11th-birthday.html' title='Daylon&apos;s 11th Birthday'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-UMfPcLfI/AAAAAAAACy0/sh32SC4I0n0/s72-c/P1140318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4451758035424030097</id><published>2009-07-16T14:06:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T14:55:20.901-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capitol Reef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capitol Gorge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Capitol Gorge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359158030989400114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-N1cxOGDI/AAAAAAAACyk/2pMjQnT1Ydc/s400/P1140194.JPG" /&gt; One of Daylon's birthday wishes was to go hiking back up to Capitol Reef. I have to admit, it was as much my wish as it was his. I love Capitol Reef and have plans to go back and do as many as the hikes as i possible can with the kids in tow, and then do as many as i can when they aren't.&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134339755&amp;amp;site=widget-ab.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we went on the Capitol Gorge trail. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had hear a lot about this one and since it was one of the easier trails, we thought we could tackle it pretty easily. However, it was HOT and there was NO shade at all. It was still quite amazing anyways. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359158554009411938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-OT5K6IWI/AAAAAAAACys/FocUTnyHEyY/s400/P1140195.JPG" /&gt;Sheer rock walls on either side. Petroglyphs if you were lucky enough to catch a glimpse of them. The Pioneer Register was interesting but the modern day graffiti over the top of it all really took away from it. But the highlight of the trip and the reason why we went on this hike in the first place was the "tanks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were REALLY cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they would have been more amazing if the tanks were really full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were three tanks in all (or at least that was all we could find).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first tank we came to was almost dry. It was sustaining life for a few tadpoles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second tank we came to was fuller and deeper.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157785916982418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-NnLzZxJI/AAAAAAAACyU/oMzPAIZFtHM/s400/P1140225.JPG" /&gt;it took a little tiny bit of scrambling around to get to the top part of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tank was chuck full of tadpoles. The kids LOVED looking at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third tank we came to we had to climb down lower to get to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was harder to find but was completely amazing. It would have been even more of an awesome sight if they were all completely full.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157781787590306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-Nm8a4PqI/AAAAAAAACyM/bzG2Fq6t80A/s400/P1140248.JPG" /&gt;it was an awesome sight to look down into them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and i would have loved to have jumped in them if they weren't so gross and could actually find a way out of it once you got into it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157777548849410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-NmsoSMQI/AAAAAAAACyE/7dhMGR4Hac4/s400/P1140250.JPG" /&gt;Looking down into the lower tanks from above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(top is the lower larger tank, it emptied into a smaller tank and then ran through a bridge into more crevise like tanks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157769037348706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-NmM6-_2I/AAAAAAAACx8/4MG5KnJ_YZw/s400/P1140254.JPG" /&gt;DarRell climbed up to the lower tanks from the bottom of the canyon since we couldn't get into them from the top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was an ok hike. It would have been SO much more enjoyable if it weren't so hot. Obviously July and August are not the months to go hiking up there. However, come September when the orchards are ready to be havested, we are going to go up for another easy hike with the kids and then get our fill of fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next hikes on our list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Surprise Canyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Headquarters Canyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, if there is ever a chance to go without the kids:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sulpher Creek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Cassidy Arch Trail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4451758035424030097?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4451758035424030097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/capitol-gorge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4451758035424030097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4451758035424030097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/capitol-gorge.html' title='Capitol Gorge'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl-N1cxOGDI/AAAAAAAACyk/2pMjQnT1Ydc/s72-c/P1140194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-8837555168697515688</id><published>2009-07-16T12:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:09:12.469-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircuts'/><title type='text'>FINIALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE POOL IS NOW OPEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359135191703487426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl95EBzIA8I/AAAAAAAACxs/yr9HB56qe3g/s400/P1140185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;after 2 months of complete nightmares on trying to get the water clear and swimable, we finially were able to open the pool on the 10th of July. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it was a perfect day to swim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing i love about summer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boys summer hair cuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buzz cuts all around!!! LOVE IT!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl95EhZVldI/AAAAAAAACx0/98beT8x-jkU/s1600-h/P1140183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359135200185259474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl95EhZVldI/AAAAAAAACx0/98beT8x-jkU/s400/P1140183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-8837555168697515688?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/8837555168697515688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/finially.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8837555168697515688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8837555168697515688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/finially.html' title='FINIALLY!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl95EBzIA8I/AAAAAAAACxs/yr9HB56qe3g/s72-c/P1140185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-7032833307133242677</id><published>2009-07-16T12:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:58:40.787-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This years 4th of July was like any other typical 4th of July here.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parade in Richfield.  Sitting in front of Jody's shop melting in the hot morning sun.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl90nTlSMuI/AAAAAAAACxk/5JAkNCNaho4/s1600-h/P1140117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359130300214555362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl90nTlSMuI/AAAAAAAACxk/5JAkNCNaho4/s400/P1140117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A quick family shot.  It doesn't happen often and when it does, nobody is looking at the camera at the same time.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl90nBDs6TI/AAAAAAAACxc/s6QwEvz0tHs/s1600-h/P1140119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359130295241861426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl90nBDs6TI/AAAAAAAACxc/s6QwEvz0tHs/s400/P1140119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head to Joseph for Joseph's 4th of July celebration afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;Great food and a small carnival like thing for the little kids.&lt;br /&gt;I never get pictures there.  Maybe it's because i'm so wore from the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head home to take a break for the rest of the afternoon and then head back to Joseph for the evening dinner, raffle, and firework. &lt;br /&gt;Although we usually miss the dinner and raffle almost every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch the fireworks on Grandpa Mills' lawn straight across the road from the field where they light them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359130285456740050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl90mcmvztI/AAAAAAAACxM/2V9cVLq--eI/s400/P1140131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; a few sparklers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9z05zpiEI/AAAAAAAACw8/hRRJHu6zxy8/s1600-h/P1140141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359129434302023746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9z05zpiEI/AAAAAAAACw8/hRRJHu6zxy8/s400/P1140141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam LOVING the fireworks&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9z0DQp7pI/AAAAAAAACws/__3xi9KaXc0/s1600-h/P1140145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359129419659734674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9z0DQp7pI/AAAAAAAACws/__3xi9KaXc0/s400/P1140145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359129408038151842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9zzX92pqI/AAAAAAAACwk/Vpl8iTzHFvk/s400/P1140148.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daylon and his princess... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natia and her prince...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9zy0STXsI/AAAAAAAACwc/ZKTyWbUwqlk/s1600-h/P1140152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359129398460243650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9zy0STXsI/AAAAAAAACwc/ZKTyWbUwqlk/s400/P1140152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam with Grandpa and Grandma&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9yreKf-EI/AAAAAAAACwU/l0tvmRVZyno/s1600-h/P1140153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359128172751222850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9yreKf-EI/AAAAAAAACwU/l0tvmRVZyno/s400/P1140153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the evening sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9yq7JU5FI/AAAAAAAACwM/jEPYXx2WjPw/s1600-h/P1140159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359128163351061586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9yq7JU5FI/AAAAAAAACwM/jEPYXx2WjPw/s400/P1140159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  awesome fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9ypFYh82I/AAAAAAAACv8/JHLhOzoKdcE/s1600-h/P1140169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359128131739448162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9ypFYh82I/AAAAAAAACv8/JHLhOzoKdcE/s400/P1140169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and wore out kids ready to call it a night... except for Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9yo9Fp30I/AAAAAAAACv0/Qfu_KIfSv7w/s1600-h/P1140175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359128129512791874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl9yo9Fp30I/AAAAAAAACv0/Qfu_KIfSv7w/s400/P1140175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-7032833307133242677?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/7032833307133242677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7032833307133242677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7032833307133242677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sl90nTlSMuI/AAAAAAAACxk/5JAkNCNaho4/s72-c/P1140117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-164085200517479224</id><published>2009-07-05T11:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:18:00.443-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July'/><title type='text'>Loved this</title><content type='html'>i saw this and loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to do this for the 24th of July out here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bedifferentactnormal.blogspot.com/2009/07/lawn-stars.html"&gt;Lawn Stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/la/look/outdoor-lighting-inspiration-use-lots-of-jars-085864"&gt;Lotsa Jars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-164085200517479224?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/164085200517479224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/loved-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/164085200517479224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/164085200517479224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/07/loved-this.html' title='Loved this'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-8398942838414388547</id><published>2009-06-28T09:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:39:32.018-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'>i love it when other people take pictures of my kids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that Maria always has her camera with her when she comes down. She's always catching the kids when i just don't feel like taking pictures... and then i steal the pictures from her LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My absolulte favorite one she took of Rianne this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just love that crinkled up nose when she smiles. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352399379822360290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeK4LJVNuI/AAAAAAAACtw/IBfBeRzs0SU/s400/4779_91842481658_622856658_2117874_4294592_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...and she's got the cutest belly laugh (when she's not faking it)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352399452786738434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeK8a9ZRQI/AAAAAAAACt4/n990iJG0tFw/s400/4779_91842491658_622856658_2117875_3135808_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352399373728216658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeK30cX9lI/AAAAAAAACto/YzLc-W-XHt4/s400/4779_91842461658_622856658_2117873_252268_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam finding a mud hole&lt;br /&gt;...and taking advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352399154586037362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeKrEEzrHI/AAAAAAAACsw/w1PvlUQDSF8/s400/4779_91842366658_622856658_2117866_1165063_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeK34RMuwI/AAAAAAAACtg/vMm5vUreokE/s1600-h/4779_91842451658_622856658_2117872_3828590_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352401237658208290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeMkUH6iCI/AAAAAAAACuA/spQTFHtM-x0/s400/4779_91842386658_622856658_2117867_157035_n.jpg" /&gt;Love Love Love this close-up of him.&lt;br /&gt;He's totally in his element.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352401247523067218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeMk434VVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/pvuKTanCNnY/s400/4779_91842416658_622856658_2117869_521456_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352401252733262722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeMlMSFm4I/AAAAAAAACug/k3VJqoQo6DA/s400/4779_91842441658_622856658_2117871_3106008_n.jpg" /&gt;Wanting to give his dad some loves but dad not wanting to get muddy LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No pictures of Daylon but he's been kinda hormonal lately.&lt;br /&gt;I guess he's just at that age right now... sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-8398942838414388547?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/8398942838414388547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-it-when-other-people-take.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8398942838414388547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8398942838414388547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-it-when-other-people-take.html' title='i love it when other people take pictures of my kids...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SkeK4LJVNuI/AAAAAAAACtw/IBfBeRzs0SU/s72-c/4779_91842481658_622856658_2117874_4294592_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6564094378201125215</id><published>2009-06-22T09:18:00.031-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:50:25.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capitol Reef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hickman Bridge trail'/><title type='text'>Capital Reef - Hickman Bridge Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350179038208191810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-nfSEj7UI/AAAAAAAACqM/V-lCIuknp4I/s400/P1140066.JPG" /&gt; Saterday we decided to get out of town and take a day off since DarRell has been working NON-STOP and is just plain burned out. I've been wanting to head out to Wayne County for some time now and everyone of the kids have made a trip out with DarRell to Torrey while he's been working there. He needed to go take a bill out there and do a bit of repairs so we decided to head out during a weekend and enjoy some time out there as a family. I spent some time online looking through websites looking for something fun that we could all do as a family. Since Capitol Reef is just barely outside of Torrey, i decided on a nice little trail hike that we could all do. I feel so guilty now knowing that Capitol Reef is only a hour away and super accesable and we've never been out there to enjoy it. After looking through all the many trails and hikes they have out there, i decided on the Hickman Bridge Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-11.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134307089&amp;amp;site=widget-11.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134307089&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-11.slide.com/p1/216172782134307089/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134307089&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-11.slide.com/p2/216172782134307089/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134307089&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-11.slide.com/p4/216172782134307089/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was absolutely beautiful! It's only a two mile round trip hike and even Sam was able to walk most of it (DarRell ended up carring him the last 1/4 mile because both Sam and Rianne had to go to the bathroom). There were SO many different awesome things to look at on the way up AND on the way down. We bought a trail guide at the trailhead which ended up being a really good addition to the hike and showed you points of interest you normally wouldn't see or pay attention to. Daylon passed off a lot of scout stuff on this trip which was a nice bonus to the trip. It was definetaly a trip we want to take over and over again. We've got the summer planned out for more trips out to Capitol Reef to do some of the other easier hikes/trails and we CAN'T wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of my favorite highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-plnZM9aI/AAAAAAAACqU/O9knNa1Og5o/s1600-h/P1140019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-plnZM9aI/AAAAAAAACqU/O9knNa1Og5o/s1600-h/P1140019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u41xS8UI/AAAAAAAACrM/BGUooWq_DS4/s1600-h/P1140019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350187173869187394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u41xS8UI/AAAAAAAACrM/BGUooWq_DS4/s320/P1140019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The begining of the trail. It starts out just beautiful and has this rock wall against the drop off into the river and the first set of rock stairs just above it. It's just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-wcGcbdEI/AAAAAAAACr0/_XhmrUcfZe0/s1600-h/P1140021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350188879152116802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-wcGcbdEI/AAAAAAAACr0/_XhmrUcfZe0/s320/P1140021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daylon found the "Loch Ness Rockster". It's a formation that i had read about while looking on the internet. Totally didn't even realize we had gotten a picture of it until i uploaded the pictures onto my computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u5-QRFfI/AAAAAAAACrk/8t--nkw94c4/s1600-h/P1140053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350187193326441970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u5-QRFfI/AAAAAAAACrk/8t--nkw94c4/s320/P1140053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Hickman Bridge itself. It's amazing! I wish i would have gotten a bit of a better picture from the back side. A repeat visit is definately in order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-pqnN4B0I/AAAAAAAACq0/aBz_5UTIJyY/s1600-h/P1140070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u6fN__jI/AAAAAAAACrs/_NdSW0VEgTA/s1600-h/P1140070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350187202175303218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u6fN__jI/AAAAAAAACrs/_NdSW0VEgTA/s320/P1140070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam's hole. It was just big enough for him. This is one of my most favorite pictures from the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-wcTHh1xI/AAAAAAAACr8/dlep9nP60N0/s1600-h/P1140102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350188882554115858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-wcTHh1xI/AAAAAAAACr8/dlep9nP60N0/s320/P1140102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tree up against the rock stairs was too good to pass by without a picture with everyone. Just wishing i got a picture with all of us in it. I'd almost want to use it on Christmas cards or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-yIzd61CI/AAAAAAAACsM/zQHjsSSHxx0/s1600-h/P1140077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350190746663834658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-yIzd61CI/AAAAAAAACsM/zQHjsSSHxx0/s320/P1140077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching DarRell helping Sam down the steeper parts. Sam was so independant the whole way. Once he got to a spot he could handle. He didn't want help from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u5QHWrwI/AAAAAAAACrU/Hg91nlJ9MMI/s1600-h/P1140025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350187180941029122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u5QHWrwI/AAAAAAAACrU/Hg91nlJ9MMI/s320/P1140025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two of my favorite pictures of me and the kids. The first one has all the great black volcanic rocks in the background and the second one has a great hiding spot that the kids liked to go play in.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-xOdbixYI/AAAAAAAACsE/uMkue4lEc58/s1600-h/P1140043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350189744315876738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-xOdbixYI/AAAAAAAACsE/uMkue4lEc58/s320/P1140043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-u5lE_AnI/AAAAAAAACrc/IJe8rQeGpqI/s1600-h/P1140043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6564094378201125215?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6564094378201125215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/capital-reef-hickman-bridge-trail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6564094378201125215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6564094378201125215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/capital-reef-hickman-bridge-trail.html' title='Capital Reef - Hickman Bridge Trail'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sj-nfSEj7UI/AAAAAAAACqM/V-lCIuknp4I/s72-c/P1140066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3887817106307087902</id><published>2009-06-15T18:27:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:20:24.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Science is Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347749278888130946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcForP6eYI/AAAAAAAACpU/YfiNHpKX9Q8/s400/Untitled-7.jpg" /&gt;SUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcExOUly-I/AAAAAAAACo8/_DmD6NwiI0o/s1600-h/Untitled-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; puts on this really awesome Science Camp during the summer for kids 4th through 6th grade. We were lucky to get to go thanks to Heather asking if Daylon wanted to go with Kyle. I had never heard of this before but obviously its a HUGE thing, and spots fill up SUPER fast. I can totally see why after seeing all the awesome stuff these kids got to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcExkPhbuI/AAAAAAAACpM/Hyx83SLOvLo/s1600-h/Untitled-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748332114636514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcExkPhbuI/AAAAAAAACpM/Hyx83SLOvLo/s400/Untitled-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Daylon's favorites were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Dr. McKay's chemistry lab magic show ~ apparently chemistry has never been so awesome! Lots of amazing stuff like starting things on fire, lots of dry ice, and even more fire. Ok... that that was the main idea i got out of it all. BUT... he learned tons from it. He's wanting to do all these experiments he learned from Dr. McKay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Fossil Mountain ~ find your own fossils, what's cooler than that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEoNWtcaI/AAAAAAAACos/vjg6Vv_5YrU/s1600-h/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748171351945634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEoNWtcaI/AAAAAAAACos/vjg6Vv_5YrU/s400/Untitled-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Making Volcanos ~ they never got pictures of his groups volcano. From what i understood, it took off fast and hard and there was nothing left of it LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Playing with Electricity ~ they got zapped... and zapped good LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Dancing Flames ~ Daylon is determined to make a set-up of his own. "Mom, all you need is a long pipe with holes in it, a propane tank, rubber gloves covering the ends, speakers, and fire. It's REALLY awesome" His words exactly. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Mammoth Cave ~ pretty self explanatory. Boys loves caves (and the girls too!). Heck! I love caves too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Other things they did there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;water testing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEnQV3SzI/AAAAAAAACoM/m9qQ9XoQw6Y/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748154973834034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEnQV3SzI/AAAAAAAACoM/m9qQ9XoQw6Y/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;constellations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748164401401106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEnzdkjRI/AAAAAAAACoc/7xXFJmG0oCI/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;campfires stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEn2-9_hI/AAAAAAAACok/OUdYQWDb1ug/s1600-h/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748165346786834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEn2-9_hI/AAAAAAAACok/OUdYQWDb1ug/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more science magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEw2E1klI/AAAAAAAACo0/emA0EMd3RyU/s1600-h/Untitled-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748319721787986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEw2E1klI/AAAAAAAACo0/emA0EMd3RyU/s400/Untitled-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He made great friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEnnNJt6I/AAAAAAAACoU/C917wd3HVVU/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748161111308194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcEnnNJt6I/AAAAAAAACoU/C917wd3HVVU/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and he's promicing to go back next year, he had THAT much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcExcKeGnI/AAAAAAAACpE/4AtpMfowPME/s1600-h/Untitled-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347748329945963122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcExcKeGnI/AAAAAAAACpE/4AtpMfowPME/s400/Untitled-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...and what comes out of his mouth non-stop now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Science Is Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and nothing melts my heart right now as much as knowing that my son is having so much fun learning about science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3887817106307087902?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.suu.edu/sci/center/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3887817106307087902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/science-is-magic.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3887817106307087902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3887817106307087902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/science-is-magic.html' title='Science is Magic'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SjcForP6eYI/AAAAAAAACpU/YfiNHpKX9Q8/s72-c/Untitled-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1096003981359218294</id><published>2009-06-14T15:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:18:00.890-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>so many things going on through my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm kinda loving these days when hubby is gone out of town working and taking a kid with him.  For some reason the stress level goes down with only two kids instead of three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i feel REALLY guilty for thinking the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i REALLY miss having my friends around.  I've gone too long without seeing any of them and decided that i didn't really need friends.  After all, i have a family that takes up my time.  Now that I've seen them and hung out a bit with them, i realize i miss them VERY much.  I hate living so far away from them, especially my best-ies.  Life doesn't seem complete without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sadly, I'm such a homebody.  I'd much rather stay home then go out... that is, until i actually go out, then i don't want to come back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As much as i love the summer, i don't really look forward to July much.  There is so much going on and it never seems to slow down enough for me/us to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I hate feeling jealous... especially when i have no absolute reason to be jealous.  Even the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yes, i am quite selfish.  I'm working on it.  Or rather, working on not being so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I feel like people give me more credit than what i deserve.  I feel like i have a lot to live up to.  However, i don't think that is necessarily a bad thing sometimes.  It at least keeps me responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Responsibility keeps me from doing a lot of stuff in my life that i think i want to.  By the time i feel like i will be able to do them, it may be too late or I'll be too old to enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm nowhere where i thought i would be.  But, to a point, that's a good thing.  Now if i could just have the best of both worlds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few things on my to-do list:&lt;br /&gt;~ watch Australia so i can send it back for another great movie. And re-watch a few favorites.&lt;br /&gt;~ get off my behind and get on the elliptical.  My body knows what it wants but my brain is fighting it... well, except for when it comes to food... darn body is winning out on that one.&lt;br /&gt;~ catch up on the piles of laundry again... before hubby and daughter get home and it piles up again.&lt;br /&gt;~ make out a new budget... it's time to change things up again.&lt;br /&gt;~ stop chickening out and finally hang some pictures in my house.  It's been almost 6 years? and I'm still scared to put a hole in the new walls&lt;br /&gt;~ under no circumstances, let Sam's nap time be wasted away with stuff i have to do.  I need to spend some time doing stuff i want to do... like enjoying scrapbooking again.&lt;br /&gt;~ finish my library book before i have to take it back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1096003981359218294?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1096003981359218294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomness.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1096003981359218294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1096003981359218294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-8880686074994303469</id><published>2009-06-07T23:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:16:57.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-8880686074994303469?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/8880686074994303469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-old-would-you-be-if-you-didnt-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8880686074994303469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8880686074994303469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-old-would-you-be-if-you-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4507421187544351328</id><published>2009-06-03T08:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:48:04.133-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lifewiththerostens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt;, my new friend and team mate (GO YELLOW!) over at &lt;a href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/"&gt;The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. It's been a while since i've been tagged. I forgot how much i like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I am looking forward to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; finish losing 15-20 lbs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; see some MAJOR progress on our guest house out back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; the 24th of July 5 mile milk run. If not this year (most likely won't), definately next year (and I'm keeping you to your word Richard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; summer veggies from the garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; 24th of July vacation up at Fish Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; relaxing summer evenings hanging out back at the firepit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Wednesdays all summer long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; paying off debt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 things I did yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; talked with Richard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; went to softball practice with Rianne and let the boys run and play at the playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; dyed my hair (supposively dark brown but ended up black looking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; cleaned the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; took the kids to school lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; texting with my big sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; read up on blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; watched a repeat of House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 things I wish I could do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;travel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; repaint the interior of my house and like it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; buy a old house in town and fix it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; have more ambition to do the things i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; loosen DH up a bit so he doesn't feel so obliged to everyone else in his life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; as much as i love my children, i wish i could enjoy the time i spend with them as a SAHM (right now it's just stressing me out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; see more of my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; go back to school. For what? i don't know. I'm just scared of what i'll do when the kids are older and moved out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 shows I watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;House&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;Survivor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Gray's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Ugly Betty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; The Big Bang Theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. &lt;/strong&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; The Dr's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 people tagged:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kim over at &lt;a href="http://nothingbutchatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nothing But Chatter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Richard over at &lt;a href="http://richardcurtisjr.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Dream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Brandy over at &lt;a href="http://blogjohnsonfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Johnsons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Tirah over at &lt;a href="http://shepdogg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shepdogg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Jessica over at &lt;a href="http://manydaysoftheweek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Many Days of the Week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Emilie over at &lt;a href="http://thepetersonpress5.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Peterson Press 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Shallon over at &lt;a href="http://shallonandrickengle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Engle Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Maria over at &lt;a href="http://mariapsanders.blogspot.com/"&gt;My So Called Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4507421187544351328?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4507421187544351328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4507421187544351328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4507421187544351328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-373851611303113847</id><published>2009-06-01T09:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:33:12.222-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true confessions monday'/><title type='text'>True Confessions Monday</title><content type='html'>1. Today is the first day of Summer Vacation. After several (all ready?) meltdowns this morning, it's going to be a difficult 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Both Daylon and Rianne are a bit down and mopey. Oddly enough, they miss school terribly, especially Daylon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sam is having the hardest transition. I don't think he likes his brother and sister cutting in on HIS time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've been under a LOT of stress lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I've lost 3 pounds in the last 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love that I've lost 3 pounds, I just hate the stress that caused the loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I think i have a whole new crop of grey hairs coming in because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I haven't done any tracking points in WW for about a month. I started back up on Thursday. It feels good to know what i need to do again instead of just taking my chances. But i feel like I'm on the right track even when I'm not tracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I haven't done any deliberate exercising for over a month either. I've lost all motivation and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I hit my 20 pound loss this last week (and the week before but i gained it back after the Memorial Day Weekend feasts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have 13 more pounds to loose before i hit the top of my weight goal. 18 more pounds to hit the bottom part of weight goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Even though i know i won't hit it by my 35th birthday in a month and a half, which was my plan, I know that I will be at least 20 pounds lighter than i was last year at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I really need to start exercising again. I hope the summer will give me back some motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm sure the new challenge starting up next week over at &lt;a href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/"&gt;The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans&lt;/a&gt; is going to help with the motivation too. GO TEAM YELLOW!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-373851611303113847?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/373851611303113847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-confessions-monday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/373851611303113847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/373851611303113847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-confessions-monday.html' title='True Confessions Monday'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-7367489287506203872</id><published>2009-05-29T16:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:39:58.601-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><title type='text'>bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SiBfykxs80I/AAAAAAAACnE/iOMqrfZN-s0/s1600-h/school+-+first+081908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341374480531649346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SiBfykxs80I/AAAAAAAACnE/iOMqrfZN-s0/s320/school+-+first+081908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SiBfy9a4EhI/AAAAAAAACnM/kCKM7gsMW_M/s1600-h/school+-+last+052909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341374487146795538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SiBfy9a4EhI/AAAAAAAACnM/kCKM7gsMW_M/s320/school+-+last+052909.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(beginning of the school year: August 19, 2008 and the ending of the school year: May 29, 2009)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Another school year has come to a close.  I'm having a hard time believing that nine months have already come and gone. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Daylon has graduated from 5th grade and is now on his way up to middle school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rianne passed 1st grade with flying colors and is going to 2nd grade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Both are a bit sad to be moving on, especially Rianne.  She loved her teacher so much.  Daylon loved the fact that they were able to do so much more this year in school than years past.  Both are a bit worried about what the next year has in store.  However, we are lucky enough to live in such a small town that I'm sure we'll be seeing lots of friends during the summer to keep things busy for them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341375008966888034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SiBgRVWeymI/AAAAAAAACnU/-t8mvZAJ_20/s400/school+-+last+052909+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now... if i can just keep the teasing at bay this summer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-7367489287506203872?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/7367489287506203872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/bittersweet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7367489287506203872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7367489287506203872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SiBfykxs80I/AAAAAAAACnE/iOMqrfZN-s0/s72-c/school+-+first+081908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6536910606189880056</id><published>2009-05-28T11:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T11:11:30.737-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;R&quot; Livestock Connection'/><title type='text'>*sigh* i LOVE wednesdays</title><content type='html'>I love Wednesdays. They are my days. My one day a week i get to get out of the house. My one day a week i don't have to keep track of kids. My one day that i get real adult conversation and not 3 year old potty mouth and sassy mouthed conversation (well, there are those exceptions i guess. Gena, I'm sure you understand LOL). My one day a week where i can go and feel like I've had a productive day where there is a start, a middle AND a end and feel like i did my part to make it successful. I love the people I work with. I love the people I work for. I love the atmosphere. I love the camaraderie. And for just a moment or two i get to unwind. I look forward to Wednesdays. Wednesdays are good for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sh7DiPOf62I/AAAAAAAACm8/BH7KmDTjOWU/s1600-h/P1130863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sh7DiPOf62I/AAAAAAAACm8/BH7KmDTjOWU/s400/P1130863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most Wednesdays are typically the same. A day full of Big Jo (or is he Little Jo? or am i Little Jo? I'm confused) being his usually self but always bringing the humor that makes Wednesdays worth while and Scott making sure we can handle it. Hours spent catching up on the week with Gena. Lots of great small talk with the ladies in the office. The general back and forth joking with clients and associates (is that i should call them? the higher ups? the officials? or call them by what they are? the brand inspector, the vet, my boss(s)?)I went through the day doing what i do, enjoying my Wednesday. I come home to finish out the evening watching Rianne's softball game and couldn't figure out why people were cracking jokes about me "being released from the auction". I totally forgot that all the while i was sporting a nice big red"auction release" stamp on the back of my arm (thanks Chyrl LOL). And although i got the stamp of approval, apparently I'm not official cause he never signed it, even after i teased him about it. I guess i will be forever branded as propery of "R" Livestock... or at least until i washed it off last night (not that i mind working there forever). &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6536910606189880056?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6536910606189880056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-i-love-wednesdays.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6536910606189880056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6536910606189880056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-i-love-wednesdays.html' title='*sigh* i LOVE wednesdays'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sh7DiPOf62I/AAAAAAAACm8/BH7KmDTjOWU/s72-c/P1130863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6483078670328183257</id><published>2009-05-26T07:22:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:30:47.797-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-10.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782134260752&amp;amp;site=widget-10.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134260752&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p1/216172782134260752/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134260752&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p2/216172782134260752/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782134260752&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p4/216172782134260752/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Memorial Day Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Full of Family ~&lt;br /&gt;DarRell's whole family was down, minus one sister and her family. That means all 8 of the 9 kids made it down. DarRell had a brother coming in from California, his baby sister coming in from Colorado and his other baby sister came down from SL. Add in the additional kids, grandkids,spouces,and cousins and you've got a mad house! We really wish Lyla could make it from NM. One of these days, everyone is going to be here at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Full of Food ~&lt;br /&gt;We decided at the last minutes that we would host a BBQ here at out house Friday evening. I felt like that was the least I could do. We have the space, we have a big yard so why not? Turns out the weather had a different idea. We ended up moving it inside which turned out just as well. Although i wish i would have had a bit more of a cleaner house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Full of cruddy weather ~&lt;br /&gt;It was overcast most of the weekend, which wasn't so bad. Off and on storms during the day, but rainy and cold in the evenings. It totally took the fun out of enjoying the evenings outside. Mother Nature couldn't have picked a lousier time to rain on our parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my favorite highlights of the weekend: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxYauCXXOI/AAAAAAAACkg/mRCpuVw_eYc/s1600-h/IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340240474212359394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxYauCXXOI/AAAAAAAACkg/mRCpuVw_eYc/s200/IMG_0528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxYa9rUb5I/AAAAAAAACko/nEgcKtWRfuE/s1600-h/IMG_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340240478410665874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxYa9rUb5I/AAAAAAAACko/nEgcKtWRfuE/s200/IMG_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids, mostly Sam, looking for bugs... always looking for bugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa4cqe8dI/AAAAAAAACkw/_99JCaXvDyE/s1600-h/P1130546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340243183968121298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa4cqe8dI/AAAAAAAACkw/_99JCaXvDyE/s200/P1130546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa4xrXpJI/AAAAAAAACk4/YAVxuQStln4/s1600-h/P1130553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340243189608981650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa4xrXpJI/AAAAAAAACk4/YAVxuQStln4/s200/P1130553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa5B-ErqI/AAAAAAAAClA/QehkA61fRPI/s1600-h/P1130647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340243193982398114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa5B-ErqI/AAAAAAAAClA/QehkA61fRPI/s200/P1130647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcQCxlplI/AAAAAAAAClY/0D963BYoqvs/s1600-h/P1130720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340244688847087186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcQCxlplI/AAAAAAAAClY/0D963BYoqvs/s200/P1130720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcQSMklcI/AAAAAAAAClg/T-8l4PfJHTk/s1600-h/P1130753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340244692986795458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcQSMklcI/AAAAAAAAClg/T-8l4PfJHTk/s200/P1130753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa5sDsXdI/AAAAAAAAClQ/SA3VTLpwEGM/s1600-h/P1130716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340243205280259538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa5sDsXdI/AAAAAAAAClQ/SA3VTLpwEGM/s200/P1130716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa5Vb6g2I/AAAAAAAAClI/KqwedeMlg5o/s1600-h/P1130697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340243199207834466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Shxa5Vb6g2I/AAAAAAAAClI/KqwedeMlg5o/s200/P1130697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Swimming with Uncle Mike at the Hotel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcQ4bjPHI/AAAAAAAAClo/0xxksRZEw3A/s1600-h/P1130760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340244703250168946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcQ4bjPHI/AAAAAAAAClo/0xxksRZEw3A/s200/P1130760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcRXC3_zI/AAAAAAAACl4/vGJfXY7HK74/s1600-h/P1130765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340244711468171058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcRXC3_zI/AAAAAAAACl4/vGJfXY7HK74/s200/P1130765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcROTk3pI/AAAAAAAAClw/IvFhL6pWMlk/s1600-h/P1130763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340244709122301586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxcROTk3pI/AAAAAAAAClw/IvFhL6pWMlk/s200/P1130763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Food and Family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxfOkWDL2I/AAAAAAAACmQ/pVvwAtJZBSI/s1600-h/P1130793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340247962033532770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxfOkWDL2I/AAAAAAAACmQ/pVvwAtJZBSI/s200/P1130793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxfOJNspZI/AAAAAAAACmI/ArTF5xyzwFs/s1600-h/P1130786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340247954750743954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxfOJNspZI/AAAAAAAACmI/ArTF5xyzwFs/s200/P1130786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxfN5a1lrI/AAAAAAAACmA/yxe_Mt6kEdM/s1600-h/P1130785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340247950510888626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxfN5a1lrI/AAAAAAAACmA/yxe_Mt6kEdM/s200/P1130785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Birthday get togethers because there are just never enough &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6483078670328183257?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6483078670328183257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6483078670328183257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6483078670328183257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShxYauCXXOI/AAAAAAAACkg/mRCpuVw_eYc/s72-c/IMG_0528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-5185070484266521566</id><published>2009-05-24T08:21:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:26:45.928-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elite Street Dance Company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Grow Blossom Bloom DANCE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Elite Street Dance Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlagO8Wu1I/AAAAAAAACiw/1Yo_WA93kis/s1600-h/rye-jazz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339398343037991762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlagO8Wu1I/AAAAAAAACiw/1Yo_WA93kis/s320/rye-jazz.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlagYewvAI/AAAAAAAACi4/pFW74qq03R4/s1600-h/ryegroupjazzballet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339398345598221314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlagYewvAI/AAAAAAAACi4/pFW74qq03R4/s320/ryegroupjazzballet.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rianne - Jazz and Lyrical Ballet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZIkEGsDI/AAAAAAAACiQ/MQjP-ZpGCWA/s1600-h/day-dance.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396836879151154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZIkEGsDI/AAAAAAAACiQ/MQjP-ZpGCWA/s320/day-dance.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZI3TebaI/AAAAAAAACiY/rE3-lVXXc1U/s1600-h/daygrouphiphop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396842043895202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZI3TebaI/AAAAAAAACiY/rE3-lVXXc1U/s320/daygrouphiphop.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daylon - Boys and Girls Hip Hop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZI5HKYmI/AAAAAAAACig/U3wZ6uFIrlk/s1600-h/rye-hiphop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396842529120866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZI5HKYmI/AAAAAAAACig/U3wZ6uFIrlk/s320/rye-hiphop.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZJVw42BI/AAAAAAAACio/4Nc6BBZyjWY/s1600-h/ryegrouphiphop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339396850220324882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlZJVw42BI/AAAAAAAACio/4Nc6BBZyjWY/s320/ryegrouphiphop.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rianne - Mini Hip Hop Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday marked the end of dance season around here. 9 months of weekly practices came down to this. And it turned out GREAT! I'm bummed that i didn't get to see much of the other dances since Rianne had so many costume changes, but what i did see was really good. I guess it should have been really good, the older girls have taken 1st place in so many compitions lately this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more pictures of the evening:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAgMK6s9I/AAAAAAAACjA/ux2EglHMKA8/s1600-h/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339791967456506834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAgMK6s9I/AAAAAAAACjA/ux2EglHMKA8/s200/IMG_0550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAgVm0v3I/AAAAAAAACjI/KZYB3YnCki0/s1600-h/IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339791969989476210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAgVm0v3I/AAAAAAAACjI/KZYB3YnCki0/s200/IMG_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAgo8E1rI/AAAAAAAACjQ/nHCCwRatU3k/s1600-h/IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339791975178884786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAgo8E1rI/AAAAAAAACjQ/nHCCwRatU3k/s200/IMG_0552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rianne - Lyrical Ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Freeze"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAg621mVI/AAAAAAAACjY/2bXb53wUeWE/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339791979988752722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAg621mVI/AAAAAAAACjY/2bXb53wUeWE/s200/IMG_0565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAhYS7LZI/AAAAAAAACjg/MRJcOB03Yhc/s1600-h/IMG_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339791987891187090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrAhYS7LZI/AAAAAAAACjg/MRJcOB03Yhc/s200/IMG_0566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rianne - Mini Hip Hop Girls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Can't Touch This"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCAqZpV4I/AAAAAAAACjo/r2cFuIybSAM/s1600-h/IMG_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339793624838788994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCAqZpV4I/AAAAAAAACjo/r2cFuIybSAM/s200/IMG_0567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCA3VVnbI/AAAAAAAACjw/qn7ucRsukQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339793628310379954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCA3VVnbI/AAAAAAAACjw/qn7ucRsukQ0/s200/IMG_0573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCBAqiGpI/AAAAAAAACj4/lB_CdGCMvJ8/s1600-h/IMG_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339793630815197842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCBAqiGpI/AAAAAAAACj4/lB_CdGCMvJ8/s200/IMG_0574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daylon - Boys and Girls Hip Hop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wall to Wall"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCBVFn3JI/AAAAAAAACkA/gWQmk_Q8KxU/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCBVFn3JI/AAAAAAAACkA/gWQmk_Q8KxU/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339793636297530514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCBVFn3JI/AAAAAAAACkA/gWQmk_Q8KxU/s200/IMG_0579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCB37iRCI/AAAAAAAACkI/Zho89cnG4Ew/s1600-h/IMG_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339793645650461730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCB37iRCI/AAAAAAAACkI/Zho89cnG4Ew/s200/IMG_0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rianne - Jazz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Let's Dance"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCoTa6D1I/AAAAAAAACkQ/U57i-PIm8Tw/s1600-h/P1130537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339794305864830802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCoTa6D1I/AAAAAAAACkQ/U57i-PIm8Tw/s200/P1130537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCokZ6zAI/AAAAAAAACkY/mGpSH1W-k8o/s1600-h/P1130539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339794310424087554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShrCokZ6zAI/AAAAAAAACkY/mGpSH1W-k8o/s200/P1130539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rianne - Mini Hip Hop Girls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Funky Cold Medina"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*(These four cute little girls got the award for the being the shakeist... those girls can move their stuff!  It was GREAT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-5185070484266521566?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/5185070484266521566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/grow-blossom-bloom-dance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5185070484266521566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5185070484266521566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/grow-blossom-bloom-dance.html' title='Grow Blossom Bloom DANCE!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ShlagO8Wu1I/AAAAAAAACiw/1Yo_WA93kis/s72-c/rye-jazz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6840840363988315941</id><published>2009-05-20T16:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:17:12.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/shrinkintosummer-2.gif" border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today marked the end of The Shrinking Jeans, Shrink into Summer challenge.  I admit, i haven't been keeping up on it like i should be.  I didn't hit my goal during those two months.  I was about 2.5 lbs off.  I did however lose 7.4 pounds.  And frankly a loss is a loss right?  I didn't come out on top of what i started out as so i consider it a win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, i earned this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/15.gif" border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a while back.  I honestly can't wait till i trade it in for a 20lb loss button.  Just a few more pounds to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I beleive it's time to get back into the swing of things again.  So, here go a few confessions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I haven't run for over 2 weeks now and i feel like i'm completely out of it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact, i haven't done any exercising for quite some time now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in need of some serious motivation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I haven't done any tracking of points on WW for almost that long.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's showing in my weight loss... or lack there of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomarrow starts a new week.  A perfect time to start new don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I think i've given up on my goal to run/walk the 5 mile milk run in July.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems so beyond my reach right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I just bought 2 bags of puffy Cheetos yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, that's all i had for dinner last night too (although i didn't eat the whole bag(s))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I'm finding that with the warmer weather also comes a greater challenge to eat right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got summer cravings coming in hard, and most of them aren't exactly the best.  I'm hoping that once my garden starts throwing out it's bounty, things will get easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So... that's it, i guess.  I'm a bit frustrated with my lack of motivation right now.  I'm hoping that swift kick in the rear end is in my near future, i could really use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6840840363988315941?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6840840363988315941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/frustrated.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6840840363988315941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6840840363988315941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/frustrated.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/th_shrinkintosummer-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6106267657332816183</id><published>2009-05-04T21:17:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:25:51.774-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wingers'/><title type='text'>HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i've been slacking major big time on the blog front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No excuses... just not feeling it lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...but i couldn't NOT blog about my baby's 3rd birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here's a big shout out to my little guy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332174715537240690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sf-wpxfqsnI/AAAAAAAACf4/VUgSbNoGzpk/s400/393211974_1360749664_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 3RD BIRTHDAY SAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6106267657332816183?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6106267657332816183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6106267657332816183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6106267657332816183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sf-wpxfqsnI/AAAAAAAACf4/VUgSbNoGzpk/s72-c/393211974_1360749664_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-603154255446036893</id><published>2009-04-05T19:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:28:50.798-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 24th 5 mile milk run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one more mile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>One More Mile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onemoremilerunning.com/"&gt;One More Mile Running&lt;/a&gt; has these cool shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are made out of this wick-lite diamond knit fabric.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's super light and stretchy and soft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even better is the slogans they put on their shirts.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdlV_cs65sI/AAAAAAAACdw/6wjJtKxEmTc/s1600-h/onemoremilerunning-one+more+mile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378983239673538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdlV_cs65sI/AAAAAAAACdw/6wjJtKxEmTc/s400/onemoremilerunning-one+more+mile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few i like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378978955287778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdlV_MvcXOI/AAAAAAAACdo/3z8TDsviPMM/s400/onemoremilerunning+-+kick+assphalt.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378977263339090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdlV_GcDRlI/AAAAAAAACdY/BW5caMNyeNE/s400/onemoremilerunning+-+i+know+i%27m+almost+there.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one is pretty good too!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378973253806514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdlV-3gGqbI/AAAAAAAACdQ/MDSj9TUJrAg/s400/onemoremilerunning+-+does+this+shirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my all time favorite....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378976307791298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdlV_C4OxcI/AAAAAAAACdg/gRjEcx10sbg/s400/onemoremilerunning+-+if+found+on+ground.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I'm thinking I might want to get that one for my 5 mile run in July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a chance to win one, enter here at &lt;a href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/2009/04/one-more-mile-giveaway/"&gt;Shrinking Jeans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-603154255446036893?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/603154255446036893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-mile.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/603154255446036893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/603154255446036893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-mile.html' title='One More Mile'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdlV_cs65sI/AAAAAAAACdw/6wjJtKxEmTc/s72-c/onemoremilerunning-one+more+mile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-202416855278566552</id><published>2009-03-31T15:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:51:52.847-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day shred'/><title type='text'>Shred It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sendmehomeat12.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/jillian-michaels-30-day-shred.jpg" /&gt;What can i say, i'm serious about loosing this weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lately I'm lacking in the motivation area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sisters (and guy) over at &lt;a href="http://beth.shrinkingjeans.net/2009/03/seven-winners-the-prize-the-30-day-shred-dvd/?disqus_reply=7687329#comment-7687329"&gt;Shrinking Jeans&lt;/a&gt; are having a 30 Shred challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Did i mention before that these guys are great at motivation?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a serious challenge even though it's only a 20 minute workout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I borrowed a copy from my &lt;a href="http://sixboysandme-heather.blogspot.com/"&gt;neighbor&lt;/a&gt; (who is in the process of moving! WHAAA!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for the two days that i did it, i lost ONE pound!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(then life got in the way... AKA the kids came down with the plague again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now that i KNOW it works, i'm up for the challenge again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm ready to die those 20 minutes every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-202416855278566552?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/202416855278566552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/shred-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/202416855278566552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/202416855278566552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/shred-it.html' title='Shred It!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6928155293551678445</id><published>2009-03-31T09:54:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:36:40.130-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='river'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DarRell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>For someone who can...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-inkqc3I/AAAAAAAACb8/UlVMRPapAZs/s1600-h/riannefish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319382874337211250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-inkqc3I/AAAAAAAACb8/UlVMRPapAZs/s400/riannefish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... out fish her dad any day of the week... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-7LNZPVI/AAAAAAAACcM/LzOF5qhqqnQ/s1600-h/riannefish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-7LNZPVI/AAAAAAAACcM/LzOF5qhqqnQ/s1600-h/riannefish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319383296220151122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-7LNZPVI/AAAAAAAACcM/LzOF5qhqqnQ/s400/riannefish1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-7LNZPVI/AAAAAAAACcM/LzOF5qhqqnQ/s1600-h/riannefish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-7LNZPVI/AAAAAAAACcM/LzOF5qhqqnQ/s1600-h/riannefish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...she's not too fond of holding live ones...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-jF7a8pI/AAAAAAAACcE/HJorJ60PnKI/s1600-h/riannefish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-jF7a8pI/AAAAAAAACcE/HJorJ60PnKI/s1600-h/riannefish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319382882485727890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-jF7a8pI/AAAAAAAACcE/HJorJ60PnKI/s400/riannefish2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-jF7a8pI/AAAAAAAACcE/HJorJ60PnKI/s1600-h/riannefish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...or eating dead ones for that matter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319390359647691842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdJFWUhwJEI/AAAAAAAACcs/7MztlOJo-2c/s400/riannefish3.jpg" /&gt;Not even a smile in her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319390350565763058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdJFVysc5_I/AAAAAAAACck/LAWCFqIveFY/s400/riannefish4.jpg" /&gt;But don't let the facial expressions fool you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; that she can out fish her dad any day of the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6928155293551678445?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6928155293551678445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-someone-who-can.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6928155293551678445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6928155293551678445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-someone-who-can.html' title='For someone who can...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdI-inkqc3I/AAAAAAAACb8/UlVMRPapAZs/s72-c/riannefish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1966617801367405405</id><published>2009-03-30T17:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:56:32.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confession Monday...</title><content type='html'>it's monday... here are my confessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I used to REALLY be into eggs until I started WW.  I'd rather "spend" my points on something else then eggs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think I'm going to have eggs for dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've been doing the C25K training for the 24th of July 5K Milk Run.  I am halfway through week 2.  I think i can do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm looking forward for the weather to warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm also looking forward to working in my front and backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my projects for this summer/spring is:&lt;br /&gt;   .raised planting beds in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;   .retaining wall/flower beds in the front yard&lt;br /&gt;   .repainting the door moldings on all outside doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my goal is to hit my 15lb weight loss this thursday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1966617801367405405?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1966617801367405405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-confession-monday_30.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1966617801367405405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1966617801367405405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-confession-monday_30.html' title='True Confession Monday...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3439634849132375827</id><published>2009-03-28T21:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:27:17.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>River fishing</title><content type='html'>...and because Rianne and DarRell didn't get eoungh of fishing at the expo, they decided to spend the rest of the day out at the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063026466019186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdEbpBZr13I/AAAAAAAACbc/EjE5pP6KeMs/s400/03+-+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several hours later he calls me up to say that they are having a great time and to come join them. Not much fun to be had once we got there (although the kids loved playing with the yucky sucker fish) but we made out with a few fish. Now if we could just get Rianne and Sam to eat them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3439634849132375827?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3439634849132375827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/river-fishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3439634849132375827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3439634849132375827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/river-fishing.html' title='River fishing'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SdEbpBZr13I/AAAAAAAACbc/EjE5pP6KeMs/s72-c/03+-+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1413475802863105845</id><published>2009-03-28T21:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:28:13.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sevier County Sportsman Expo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we decided to have a family day out and it so happened that the Sportsman Expo was in town today.  It ended up being a lot of fun for the kids, maybe not so much for the adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the climbing wall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pV6lJv1I/AAAAAAAACa8/6Efr7HnHyUA/s1600-h/kids+climbing+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318444772682743634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pV6lJv1I/AAAAAAAACa8/6Efr7HnHyUA/s400/kids+climbing+wall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A little archery for the youngers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and the biggers behind them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pV21dQuI/AAAAAAAACa0/CbZBdcefwTs/s1600-h/kids+archery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318444771677389538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pV21dQuI/AAAAAAAACa0/CbZBdcefwTs/s400/kids+archery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;an air rifle range for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pVoQ9SBI/AAAAAAAACas/mdyVvAo_E0I/s1600-h/kids+rifle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318444767766202386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pVoQ9SBI/AAAAAAAACas/mdyVvAo_E0I/s400/kids+rifle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...and best of all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a fishing pond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pVLZAq1I/AAAAAAAACak/JDermrbXRvM/s1600-h/kids+fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318444760015350610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pVLZAq1I/AAAAAAAACak/JDermrbXRvM/s400/kids+fishing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rianne made a big catch... and they let her keep it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a big 3lb rainbow trout!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you say FISH FRY for dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1413475802863105845?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1413475802863105845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/sevier-county-sportsman-expo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1413475802863105845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1413475802863105845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/sevier-county-sportsman-expo.html' title='Sevier County Sportsman Expo'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sc7pV6lJv1I/AAAAAAAACa8/6Efr7HnHyUA/s72-c/kids+climbing+wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6062863345502122097</id><published>2009-03-25T08:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:58:36.826-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><title type='text'>bring it on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/shrinkintosummer-3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession...&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen off the bandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;True, i am loosing weight.&lt;br /&gt;But i keep putting it on in the same week also.&lt;br /&gt;So, technically, does that count as loosing?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why i love this place --&gt; &lt;a href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/"&gt;The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans&lt;/a&gt;. I need the motivation. And they a wonderful at handing it out... by the bucketfuls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are starting a new challenge today. Check them out! I am so there!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6062863345502122097?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6062863345502122097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/bring-it-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6062863345502122097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6062863345502122097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/bring-it-on.html' title='bring it on.'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/th_shrinkintosummer-3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6274278068734928752</id><published>2009-03-23T10:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:48:09.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU ROCK MARIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316424207090440978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sce7phLp2xI/AAAAAAAACZs/V0CBZrkoWG8/s320/maria+half+marathon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Hope you don't mind me swiping a pic from your blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick shout out to Maria for completing the Moab half marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and technically under 3 hours! WHOOHOOO!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a heck of a woman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so proud of you Maria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish we could have been there more than in just spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, J, D, R &amp;amp; S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6274278068734928752?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6274278068734928752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-rock-maria.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6274278068734928752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6274278068734928752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-rock-maria.html' title='YOU ROCK MARIA!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/Sce7phLp2xI/AAAAAAAACZs/V0CBZrkoWG8/s72-c/maria+half+marathon' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6295761729088704192</id><published>2009-03-18T10:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:04:40.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 365 Kit... anyone interested?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ScEpIM46wJI/AAAAAAAACZk/cdyYBtef8gM/s1600-h/project-365-beauty-shot-738590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314574256149545106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ScEpIM46wJI/AAAAAAAACZk/cdyYBtef8gM/s400/project-365-beauty-shot-738590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FINIALLY got my Project 365 kit last week after the whole mess up they had. It's been frustrating but it's finially here. And... now that it's here, i no longer want it. I know... terrible. So, in hopes of getting the $ out of it that i put into it (and hopefully a little bit more), i decided to sell it on Ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for anyone who is interested, here is my Ebay listing: &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&amp;amp;item=290303806755"&gt;http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&amp;amp;item=290303806755&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find out more about the Project 365 kit here: &lt;a href="http://www.beckyhiggins.com/blog/2008/12/this-is-big.html"&gt;http://www.beckyhiggins.com/blog/2008/12/this-is-big.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an awesome kit and a even more awesome concept and i know a TON of people are upset for not being able to get one.  Here's your chance!  Spread the news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6295761729088704192?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6295761729088704192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/project-365-kit-anyone-interested.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6295761729088704192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6295761729088704192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/project-365-kit-anyone-interested.html' title='Project 365 Kit... anyone interested?'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/ScEpIM46wJI/AAAAAAAACZk/cdyYBtef8gM/s72-c/project-365-beauty-shot-738590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3518397831330917384</id><published>2009-03-18T09:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:38:25.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>shrinking?  maybe... but only a tiny bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/SPD-Challenge.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is the end of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hrinking Jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Kiss Me, I'm Shrinking! Challenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How'd I do? Two words... I SUCK! i did loose weight but i only lost 1.8lbs over 3 weeks. I did a LOT of yo-yoing. I blame the Girl Scouts. Those Samoas are the death of me, the proof is in my loss... or lack thereof! I will never be free until all the boxes of Samoas are gone. That's the truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And although today is Wednesday and not Monday... i'm going to do my True Confessions now.&lt;br /&gt;* i did not loose the 5lbs i was hoping to loose for this Challenge&lt;br /&gt;* i love Girl Scout Samoas way too much&lt;br /&gt;* i've lost a lot of motivation lately&lt;br /&gt;* i'm in a slump where all i want to do is eat&lt;br /&gt;* but... i am loosing weight&lt;br /&gt;* and i've been putting this off but i do deserve this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* and even through all the yo-yo-ing, i've stayed below my 10lbs lost so i'm tossing my 5lb loss button and replacing it with my new 10lb loss button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one last one:&lt;br /&gt;* my goal looks farther away now than it did when i started. 4 months away and i'm afraid that a 30lbs loss is not very realistic anymore. I'd need to loose about 1.5lbs a week to loose it by then. Maybe i need to re-evaluate my goals again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3518397831330917384?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3518397831330917384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-end-of-shrinking-jeans-kiss-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3518397831330917384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3518397831330917384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-end-of-shrinking-jeans-kiss-me.html' title='shrinking?  maybe... but only a tiny bit'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/th_SPD-Challenge.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6556454109191682622</id><published>2009-03-09T07:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:47:18.520-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true confessions monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>True Confession Monday...</title><content type='html'>*I eat when I'm stressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sam has been sick non-stop for the last 7? days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rianne is home sick again today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am SO stressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I want to go back to bed and sleep the next week away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think i've killed off all my weekly points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and then maybe some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*did i mention that I eat when I'm stressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*but... i've eat ALL my 5 servings of fruits and veggies every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*on the other hand, i totally sucked on the water intake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this week my goal is to get back to drinking at least 64oz of water a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*... and to stay sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lisa.shrinkingjeans.net/2009/03/09/true-confessions-monday-lisa-2/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sisterhood of the Shrinking Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6556454109191682622?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6556454109191682622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-confession-monday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6556454109191682622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6556454109191682622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-confession-monday.html' title='True Confession Monday...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6571386589466729967</id><published>2009-03-05T19:52:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:07:38.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAHHHHHHH!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://store.bluffmagazine.com/assets/images/mens_shirts/runner-runner_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 389px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://store.bluffmagazine.com/assets/images/mens_shirts/runner-runner_logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't it just make you feel like yelling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHHHHOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... ok. So i'm not much of a runner... yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont' know what got into &lt;a href="http://sixboysandme-heather.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; to come snag me tonight but I'm so glad she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out as a walk and it ended up with mostly staying a walk. That is until the last few blocks. Then she broke into a jog. And as much as i complained (ya, i know. I suck. Sorry Heather) it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it... it was good feeling that just maybe i could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 24th of July 5 mile Milk Run may be a reality... just maybe. And deep down, that makes me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Heather, it was great. I loved it. Really. And i hope you were serious about snagging me every once in a while, that is if you can put up with my crap. You really are inspiring, dont' let me fool you or let me fool myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6571386589466729967?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6571386589466729967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/yahhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6571386589466729967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6571386589466729967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/yahhhhhhh.html' title='YAHHHHHHH!!!!!!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-8876816179926555407</id><published>2009-03-05T10:34:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:29:54.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><title type='text'>it's a loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/SPD2-Challenge.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday at the &lt;a href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/"&gt;Sisterhood&lt;/a&gt; was the end of the first week of a three week weightloss challenge. I weighed in yesterday mornng (even though this morning is my "official" weight-in for WW) and I am proud to shout out a 2.2lb loss! Whoohooo! I was actually quite shocked to see the loss (and one of the biggest weekly losses i've had) considering i used EVERY weekly point i had and never worked out once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, when i weighed in for WW this morning, i hit my 5% goal weight. The 5% goal means I've lost just under 10lbs since starting exactly 6 weeks ago, and a total of almost 12lbs since the first of January. The 5% goal also means that my daily points have dropped *EAK*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on the Sisterhood, they are having a recipe carnival. I haven't gotten any recipes that are low cal/low fat/low whatever, but here is my favorite meal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Pizzas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1 Flatout bread - i like to use the multi-grain w/flax - 1pt (depending on the different flavors available, it can range between one to two points for WW)&lt;br /&gt;*1/4 cup pizza sauce - i use Contadina brand and 1/4 cup is almost too much - 0pt&lt;br /&gt;*1/3 pizza blend cheese - 2pt&lt;br /&gt;*sliced tomato - 0pt&lt;br /&gt;*mushroom - 0pt&lt;br /&gt;*1 cup chopped artichokes (I LOVE artichokes... and a lot of them) - 1pt&lt;br /&gt;*1 tsp olive oil - 1pt&lt;br /&gt;*baby greens or spinich - 0pt&lt;br /&gt;*chopped chicken breast - about 1/2 breast - 1.5pt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop it in the toaster oven till crisp.&lt;br /&gt;Total WW points: 6.5&lt;br /&gt;it also checks off: 1 dairy, 1 oil, and approx. 4 veggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-8876816179926555407?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/8876816179926555407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-loss.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8876816179926555407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8876816179926555407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-loss.html' title='it&apos;s a loss'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/th_SPD2-Challenge.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4048724701923069609</id><published>2009-03-02T10:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:57:29.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confessions of a Pioneer Woman'/><title type='text'>it's monday...</title><content type='html'>I can almost relate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/2009/03/monday_morning_cow-2.html"&gt;Monday Morning Cow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*BTW - her blog is one of my most favorite blogs to read ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4048724701923069609?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4048724701923069609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-monday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4048724701923069609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4048724701923069609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-monday.html' title='it&apos;s monday...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1886619105390967323</id><published>2009-03-02T08:59:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:29:46.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true confessions monday'/><title type='text'>True Confessions Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/shrinkingjeansbuttonv2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;* I have refrained from weighing myself all week long. I'm looking for that genuine surprise on weigh-in day whether it be a gain or a loss (please be a loss, please be a loss, please be a loss...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I had dinner with our wonderful neighbors last night. It was really good for the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Speaking of good for the soul... so was the girls night out last week. I miss having girlfriends. Thanks Heather and Loraine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I've been staying within my WW points pretty well but i feel like I've been cheating by going into my weekly points every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I haven't exercised for nearly a week. I just can't find the motivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My "big" pants are fitting loose now. That makes me so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'm afraid that now that my "big" pants loose, I'm going to start slacking more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I've been really bad getting in my water every day... even for WW standards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have a new found love for bananas (and apples and grapes... MMMM, thanks Heather. The fruit salad was a hit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I found out that planning my dinner first and then working my WW points around that makes for staying within my points much easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I spent double on groceries last month trying to put more fresh fruits and veggies and healthier foods into our diet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Did I mention that eating healthier is more expensive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My goal this month (besides loosing weight) is to cut our food bill back down to budget&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1886619105390967323?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1886619105390967323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-confessions-monday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1886619105390967323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1886619105390967323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-confessions-monday.html' title='True Confessions Monday'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/th_shrinkingjeansbuttonv2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-5147533913754455029</id><published>2009-02-25T06:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:23:16.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><title type='text'>challenges and goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.shrinkingjeans.net');" href="http://www.shrinkingjeans.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans" src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/SPD-Challenge.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I'm still here. And I'm still on my "weight loss journey".&lt;br /&gt;I've found a great place to go for a bit more motivation (thank you Kim).  I love this place.  I like to go there when I'm feeling a bit unmotivated or when i think about  giving up and wanting to eat everything in sight.  It doesn't stop the cravings but it does help keep me sabotaging myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They have a NEW challenge starting today and i'm sooo up for it.  I do better when i have something motivating me to do it.  Somehow me doing this alone just isn't enough.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So today I'm weighing in (and I will tomarrow too for my "official" weigh in), and hopefully in 3 weeks, i'll be 5lbs lighter.  I'm thinking that is a very realistic goal, unlike what i'm thinking deep down hoping it's going to be more like a 10lb loss.  I'm not sure i can hit it, considering i've lost only about 2 1/2lbs in the last 3 weeks, but i'm going to give it a really good try.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But one thing is for sure, i WILL be in the 150's!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-5147533913754455029?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/5147533913754455029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/challenges-and-goals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5147533913754455029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5147533913754455029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/challenges-and-goals.html' title='challenges and goals'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo145/rubyandroja/Shrinking%20Jeans/th_SPD-Challenge.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-5108253241864449358</id><published>2009-02-17T08:14:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:35:50.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true confessions monday'/><title type='text'>True Confession Monday...</title><content type='html'>and even though today is not Monday, it sure feels like it... finally (yes, it's a good thing today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm so glad the kids are back in school today&lt;br /&gt;2. Every time i talk to Rianne, she starts into cry mode... it's driving me crazy. See #1.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sam's cold is getting the best of all of us.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've gained almost 2lbs since last week.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;6.. This year i hated it...&lt;br /&gt;7. DarRell did something for me this year (and i didn't). A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my book ;-)&lt;br /&gt;8. But the goodies did me in.&lt;br /&gt;9. I went over big time on my points (daily + weekly) on Valentine's Day and i'm having a hard time staying on track now.&lt;br /&gt;10. I weight myself every morning... naked&lt;br /&gt;11. I know i shouldn't weight myself every day, it's terrible for moral&lt;br /&gt;12. I need to go grocery shopping. I am out of olive oil, eggs, yogurt, fruits AND veggies... and dinner ideas.&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm feeling the winter blues pretty bad lately. COME ON SPRING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one to grow on....&lt;br /&gt;*there's no school again on Thursday *SIGH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-5108253241864449358?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/5108253241864449358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/true-confession-monday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5108253241864449358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/5108253241864449358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/true-confession-monday.html' title='True Confession Monday...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3352924037997057365</id><published>2009-02-13T19:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:20:52.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><title type='text'>HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cache.lifehacker.com/assets/resources/2007/07/Home-Alone.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 478px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cache.lifehacker.com/assets/resources/2007/07/Home-Alone.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a Reece's Peanut Butter Heart is 4 points!!!! (and it so didn't taste THAT good)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;even worse: a Whopper Mushroom Swiss Steakhouse burger is 20 points! YES!!! 20 points!!!! Almost my complete daily point worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss 10.5 of my weekly points goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* I thought i would just vent a bit. I feel better now... sort of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3352924037997057365?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3352924037997057365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/holy-crap.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3352924037997057365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3352924037997057365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/holy-crap.html' title='HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2959591988038759359</id><published>2009-02-13T10:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:25:45.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rianne'/><title type='text'>not a complete loss</title><content type='html'>Sunday, when we should have been at church (and we REALLY were going to go this sunday) but didn't go because Rianne was still hacking up a lung, i did this: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302329205259830658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZWoUbmxBYI/AAAAAAAACWY/ZqoHIt8J3II/s400/levi+skirt+multiple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZWoHjBTI-I/AAAAAAAACWI/M_3_y9tpu1o/s1600-h/levi+skirt+multiple.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She has so many pants that are too short or have massive holes in the knees but she can't bear to part with them.  So I made a compromise with her and told her i'd make skirts out of them.  It ended up being a win-win situation because she LOVES skirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZWnpOx0GdI/AAAAAAAACVw/wNJZK0HYh_Q/s1600-h/P1130238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZWnpOx0GdI/AAAAAAAACVw/wNJZK0HYh_Q/s400/P1130238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took me about 2 1/2 hours to throw this together and she LOVES it.  I wish i had a before picture of the jeans so you could see the whole process.  I started by cutting the jeans right at the tore knees as a starting point at how long it would be.  The cute little flowers on the side panel are from the bottom half of the pants.  You use the bottom half of the jeans as the side panels for the skirt if you want it a bit more full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that she will be able to wear this skirt for a LONG time.  I'm sure she will grow up out of it before she grows too big in the waist for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to turn the other half dozen hole-y pants into skirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZWnpW9r3DI/AAAAAAAACWA/DdOaPfgF-O4/s1600-h/levi+skirt+multiple.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;and Kim... yes, i'm talking to you Kim.  After we talked Wednesday, I jumped on the treadmill for 50 minutes.  I need more of those pep talks ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZWoHg55oxI/AAAAAAAACWQ/Z9iA-u67h7Y/s1600-h/P1130243.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2959591988038759359?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2959591988038759359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-complete-loss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2959591988038759359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2959591988038759359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-complete-loss.html' title='not a complete loss'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZWoUbmxBYI/AAAAAAAACWY/ZqoHIt8J3II/s72-c/levi+skirt+multiple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-909306989826300272</id><published>2009-02-12T10:03:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:34:52.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrappiness'/><title type='text'>recent stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here are some of the recent layouts that i've done since the begining of January. I haven't done nearly as many as i want to, and none this month. I've totally slacked off and really need to jump back into it again. My room is getting very lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXKVBX9I/AAAAAAAACUQ/VyJqpzRb_PU/s1600-h/birthdaygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXKVBX9I/AAAAAAAACUQ/VyJqpzRb_PU/s400/birthdaygirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;From Rianne's 7th birthday in December. I didn't want to drag it out to several pages so i kept the pictures small and put as many as i could on one page. I absolutely LOVE the sparkly letters (thanks Heather! they are awesome!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXZLo_mI/AAAAAAAACUY/jKOF0lfwGOc/s1600-h/seeingsanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXZLo_mI/AAAAAAAACUY/jKOF0lfwGOc/s400/seeingsanta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeing Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;a bunch of pictures of the kids seeing Santa while at my family Christmas party. I loved that Santa was so REAL looking this year. Real beard and everything. He was great! Even Daylon got into it this year, which was expecially exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXUsUFVI/AAAAAAAACUg/fmaFWLRkWqE/s1600-h/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXUsUFVI/AAAAAAAACUg/fmaFWLRkWqE/s400/fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;a few pictures of the kids and cousins in our backyard playing in the falling leaves. Some more of those great alphabets from Heather. And i ended up LOVING this paper. I wasn't too fond of it when i got it but after a year or two, it's grown on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXdtVq3I/AAAAAAAACUo/EoKZ2rQYLOc/s1600-h/cookiesforsanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXdtVq3I/AAAAAAAACUo/EoKZ2rQYLOc/s400/cookiesforsanta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cookies for Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This one gave me troubles. I love how it turned out though. I really love the bright colors and it fits Rianne quite well. It felt really good to use up a bit of my stash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301963162083227010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRbZ6gtdYI/AAAAAAAACU4/htPEloGP3WA/s400/winterwonderland.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Winter Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I just HAD to scrap pictures of the first big snowstorm this winter. This is what our mountains/roads looked that morning. I love these gem swirl stickers... i think i really want to get more of them. Used up some more OLD stash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301963157913594098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRbZq-l6PI/AAAAAAAACUw/xd-8fkyJ3xg/s400/playball.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Play Ball&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Daylon's first year at playing basketball. I LOVE how this turned out. The pictures are a bit to be desired but man the lighting in a gym is bad! Absolutely love the word stickers... i think they may be my new obsecession. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-909306989826300272?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/909306989826300272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/recent-stuff.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/909306989826300272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/909306989826300272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/recent-stuff.html' title='recent stuff'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SZRWXKVBX9I/AAAAAAAACUQ/VyJqpzRb_PU/s72-c/birthdaygirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-700624822411621040</id><published>2009-02-10T15:01:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:25:01.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><title type='text'>RANDOM thoughts...</title><content type='html'>...about my weightloss adventures and being a Weight Watchers girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eating healthy isn't necessarily hard for me, except for the fact that at least once a week i have HORRENDOUS cravings.  That's when it gets hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've decided that i like to keep track of what I'm eating.  But after eating out with DarRell for lunch, I've decided that it's so much harder to track WW points that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my food bill has gone up due to the fact that i need to keep going to the store for fresh fruits and vegetables every few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've finally found a multi-vitamin that i can take that doesn't make me sick and really tastes good.  You ready for this?  Children's gummy vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've found i drink way more water than what i "need" without any trouble at all.  64oz a day is nothing for me to get down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'd much rather spend my WW points on meat and vegetables than on sweets.  But it's the white breads and fried foods I'm really missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love eating breakfast.  Who would've thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm a bit disappointed in the amount of weight I've lost so far.  I think i may be setting my expectations a bit too high (amount of lbs i want to loose a week/month) but on the other hand, my final goal seems very reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I wish my mom was still on WW.  She'd be a great buddy to compare notes with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*some of the ladies on the WW message boards are VERY snarky and VERY mean.   BLECK!  I thought the message boards were all about support, not a place to pick apart the way someone accidentally miss-spelled something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it's hard to loose weight when everyone you live with is on the skinny side and need all the calories they can get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Daylon is my best support.  He's a healthy eater and keeps me motivated by asking if we have certain things in the house for snacks.  His favorite is Dannon Light &amp;amp; Fit vanilla yogurt with strawberries and blueberries.  It happens to be one of my favorites too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DarRell bought(OK, traded work for product) me a great pair of walking/running shoes.  I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've never wanted to go work out in a gym so much in my life as i do now.  What's stopping me?  I don't want to go alone.  For now I'll stick with my treadmill and the open road but i have some serious issues with motivation right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my cravings hit me hardest in the afternoon.  From about 1:00pm-4:30pm.  It is then, that i want to sit down with a big bag of Cheetos and a Mt. Dew and pig out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm completely off Mt. Dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thursday is my weigh-in day.  (but as of today, i am down 7.8lbs since the first of January with almost 2 full weeks on WW).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I WILL be at my goal weight by my 35th birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-700624822411621040?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/700624822411621040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/700624822411621040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/700624822411621040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-thoughts.html' title='RANDOM thoughts...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3277743178235342064</id><published>2009-02-08T09:25:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:08:15.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Friday night = family movie night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SY8H0KrcBTI/AAAAAAAACTY/7rl3KiQbz3s/s1600-h/igor_finalteaser-(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300463879239501106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SY8H0KrcBTI/AAAAAAAACTY/7rl3KiQbz3s/s400/igor_finalteaser-(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not too long ago we came up with idea of spending Friday night with the kids watching a movie of their choice... or at least a movie they would like. Actually, idea came when we got our new couches. The one couch has a pull out bed in it and just for kicks we decided to pull it out one night and watch a movie. Since then, we've decided that every Friday night would be a good night to just veg out, pull out the hide-away bed, stay up late and watch a movie. It's been a success so far. And instead of having to wake up the kids to get them to their beds, we just let them crash on the couch for the night. It's something they look forward to every Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SY8Kv4VbP6I/AAAAAAAACTg/BNe0_n6-XjE/s1600-h/kidscouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300467104130744226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SY8Kv4VbP6I/AAAAAAAACTg/BNe0_n6-XjE/s400/kidscouch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Friday night we watched Igor. It was certainly not what i had expected and a bit disturbing in almost a comical way in some parts. My favorite part? Hands down, the music! The kids enjoyed it. Especially Sam, who has this thing for the name Eva (who happens to be one of the main characters in Igor, and of course, Walle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my point is. It's nice to just hang out with the kids. Definately something we look forward to every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SY8QEr8n2hI/AAAAAAAACTw/Q_4-I7aQee8/s1600-h/kidscouch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300472959140878866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SY8QEr8n2hI/AAAAAAAACTw/Q_4-I7aQee8/s400/kidscouch1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night movies coming up:&lt;br /&gt;*City of Ember&lt;br /&gt;*Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa&lt;br /&gt;*Open Season 2&lt;br /&gt;*Zoom: Acadamy for Superheroes&lt;br /&gt;*Cheaper by the Dozen 1&amp;amp;2&lt;br /&gt;*Hoot&lt;br /&gt;*Jump In&lt;br /&gt;*Yours Mine &amp;amp; Ours&lt;br /&gt;*Flicka&lt;br /&gt;*Everyone's Hero&lt;br /&gt;*Sky High&lt;br /&gt;*The Last Mimzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and well, the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from my favorite song in Igor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MttRGR4hLv0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MttRGR4hLv0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a woman as big as a house yes sir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's as big as a two family house with a porch and a fence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You won't believe what you see when you look at her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's enormous collosal tremendous gigantic immense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why try to deny it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's just what I like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she goes on a diet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll go on strike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bigger the figure the better I like her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The better I like her the better I feed her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The better I feed her the bigger the figure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bigger the figure the more I can love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3277743178235342064?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3277743178235342064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-night-family-movie-night.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3277743178235342064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3277743178235342064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-night-family-movie-night.html' title='Friday night = family movie night'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SY8H0KrcBTI/AAAAAAAACTY/7rl3KiQbz3s/s72-c/igor_finalteaser-(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4333757192912109066</id><published>2009-02-02T13:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:37:32.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'>SUCCESS!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdSz3_6eBI/AAAAAAAACSw/G9HAaTBoV4g/s1600-h/sam+-+unders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298294537783506962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdSz3_6eBI/AAAAAAAACSw/G9HAaTBoV4g/s400/sam+-+unders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We are now potty trained! &lt;br /&gt;COMPLETELY! &lt;br /&gt;Dry nights, dry naps, no accidents! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sam Rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a combination of new underware, hershey kisses, and nightly trips to the firehouse.  I forgot how much fun the diaper switch to underware is!  We took a trip to Wal-Mart and got some he really like (the Cars ones), ones that i thought were cute (rocketship ones) and then some like Daylon's (boxer briefs).  Sam prefers the Cars ones over any of the others unless Daylon is around, then he has to look like his big brother.  It's just too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took our first trip to town diaperless.  I've been scared to death to take him anywhere without him being in a diaper.  I just haven't been wanting to deal with the accidents.  But since he's been dry consistenly for the last few days, i thought i'd give it a go.  He's a champ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdTBdW_18I/AAAAAAAACS4/P1pIehpYL1g/s1600-h/sam+-+unders2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdTBdW_18I/AAAAAAAACS4/P1pIehpYL1g/s1600-h/sam+-+unders2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298294771150739394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdTBdW_18I/AAAAAAAACS4/P1pIehpYL1g/s400/sam+-+unders2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewards were/are Hershey kisses every time he goes potty.  It works like a charm since the kid is addicted to them.  He knows that if he wants a HK then he'll have to go potty.  It turns out its a perfect incentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we've had a REALLY good day, DarRell takes him down to the firehouse after dinner to see the "weeoo's".  He gets so pumped up with the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the weight loss front, things are going well.  I am down a complete 6lbs!  It's been one full month since i started getting serious.  I'm kinda looking forward to working out and eating right to see it all come off.  I can't really see much a difference in myself but the scales say they do, so i'll take their word on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdSpz7piLI/AAAAAAAACSo/w8NG0LaZd7w/s1600-h/sam+-+unders.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdTBdW_18I/AAAAAAAACS4/P1pIehpYL1g/s1600-h/sam+-+unders2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4333757192912109066?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4333757192912109066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/success.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4333757192912109066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4333757192912109066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/02/success.html' title='SUCCESS!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYdSz3_6eBI/AAAAAAAACSw/G9HAaTBoV4g/s72-c/sam+-+unders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3278149924825886273</id><published>2009-01-29T21:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:53:56.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><title type='text'>Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYKGqLtdqSI/AAAAAAAACSI/ZN4wcXTFFNw/s1600-h/ww_weight_watchers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296944170997229858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYKGqLtdqSI/AAAAAAAACSI/ZN4wcXTFFNw/s400/ww_weight_watchers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's official.  I'm now a member of Weight Watchers Online.  I'm hoping that this is what's going to help get the weight off a bit easier.  So far, today anyways, i've done quite well.  I had a hard time staying full for the first two meals but dinner i ended up super full and still had a few points to spare.  I can see this is going to take a bit more of planning meals ahead of time but i think it may work out great.  I'm actually looking forward to weigh-in next week to see how much i loose.  Keeping my fingers crossed that it's in the negitive direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://topherlytle.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/weight-watchers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3278149924825886273?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3278149924825886273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/official.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3278149924825886273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3278149924825886273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/official.html' title='Official'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SYKGqLtdqSI/AAAAAAAACSI/ZN4wcXTFFNw/s72-c/ww_weight_watchers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3788648620084949405</id><published>2009-01-27T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:09:18.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Stubborn Stubborn little man and a weightloss thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SX9NDLqg8XI/AAAAAAAACR4/GpeNN1x1_2Y/s1600-h/P1130182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SX9NDLqg8XI/AAAAAAAACR4/GpeNN1x1_2Y/s400/P1130182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First off..... i'm sure Sam is not going to appreciate this too much when he gets older. But.... meh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam by far is my hardest to pottytrain. He is stubborn. To the fullest. I've got people on both sides saying that he's, both, not ready or why isn't he trained yet. Truth be told... i'm a bit lazy. I'm not in such a rush to potty train him. I think that, maybe, if i put it off, and he's ready.... it'll be easy-peasy. So... i've put my big girl pants on and decided to stop being so lazy and get to it. And... he's ready, he really is. He lets us know when he's wet, when he's gone, and he does't like to sit in wet/dirty diapers. But the fact that i thought i'd be easy with him when he was ready was so far from the truth. The boy is STUBBORN!!!!!!! He's killing me! I guess i expected a few days tops but, *sigh* not so. Right now we (i) are trying the naked approach. Sorry for all those who come to visit me in this stage.... Sam now answers the door in the nude (or at the very most, a shirt since is IS winter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SX9NDNdDEhI/AAAAAAAACSA/Gc2yWycqze8/s1600-h/P1130186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SX9NDNdDEhI/AAAAAAAACSA/Gc2yWycqze8/s400/P1130186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's worked well, that is until today. In which he proceeded to make a mess of things while i was otherwise occupied in the other room. I guess it was a bit my fault. I'm not feeling the best right now... a bit green and currently hoping i dont' have a stomach bug. I knew he needed to go potty, and he wanted me to stay and keep him company. But my stomach had other ideas and being the person i am, i didn't want to loose my breakfast in front of him. Needless to say, when i come out, he decided the kitchen floor was a great place. I know, i know... not a good a good visual at all. But for the record... i AM trying. I'm determined to get rid of diapers. Not only are we so incredibly tired of buying diapers, we've decided that diapers are just way too expensive and are eating away at the slowing income coming in. I realize Sam doesn't understand that but it's motivation enough for us to be serious about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Samuel project? loosing the binkie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the weightloss adventures... it's VERY slow going. Almost 2 weeks from my public admition and i'm down only 3 lbs.... which yo-yo throughout the day. I swear if i weight myself tonight, i would have gained those 3lbs back. At one time, i was even down a full 4 lbs. I totally thought that the weight would start coming off and regularly. Especially when i got serious about what was going in my mouth. Things like totally kicking the Mt. Dew, started drinking water (96ozs... every day without fail, well... except for today maybe), taking out the yummy white bread/products and replacing it with multi-grain (and still quite yummy, yet i still CRAVE white bread) bread/products every time i can. A biggie right now is me moving a lot more every day. There aren't many days when i haven't hit the treadmill for at least a 30 minute brisk walk. And the Wii Fit is a biggie right now too. It's been 26 days and i've only missed 5 days. Needless to say, this is going to be a lot harder than i thought. I'm not giving up hope though. I'm determined to loose the weight. I've got great info (i totally suggest Bob Greene's Best Life Diet book. It's a bit of a different approach to weight loss but great info) and good motivation. But to step it up a bit, I've decided that i'll be joining Weight Watchers Online. I'm hoping that will give me a bit more of the bump i need. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3788648620084949405?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3788648620084949405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/stubborn-stubborn-little-man-and.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3788648620084949405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3788648620084949405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/stubborn-stubborn-little-man-and.html' title='Stubborn Stubborn little man and a weightloss thoughts'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SX9NDLqg8XI/AAAAAAAACR4/GpeNN1x1_2Y/s72-c/P1130182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-739126289245599797</id><published>2009-01-23T09:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:23:23.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jr. jazz'/><title type='text'>It was a heck of a game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys played a kick butt game of basketball last night.  It was the championship game between the two best team in the 5th-6th grade division of Jr. Jazz.  Those boys put up one heck of a fight and they....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294535148638305218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXn3qoFn-8I/AAAAAAAACRY/RqpcFU2vTQI/s400/P1130201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WON!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(we're #1, we're #1, we're #1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a tight game through the whole game.  I'm incredibly proud of all those boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daylon played the whole complete first half and then sat out most of the 2nd half (as usual.  Normally, i think it would bother me, but it doesn't bother Daylon in the least bit.  He's tickled pink that he gets to play at all.  And truthfully, so sad to admit, he is the one on the team who doesn't know how to play).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294535160839162466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXn3rViiSmI/AAAAAAAACRo/wDPFWXLUT20/s400/P1130188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and as predicted, he had a jab session throughout the game.  I had to laugh because it was with a girl, but this particular girl happens to be one of his best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294535156759475058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXn3rGV3M3I/AAAAAAAACRg/7yvqJyu70lg/s400/P1130192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so now that they've won the championship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a great big pizza movie night courtesy of his coaches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think that may be Daylon's favorite part.  He's my social bug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-739126289245599797?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/739126289245599797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-was-heck-of-game.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/739126289245599797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/739126289245599797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-was-heck-of-game.html' title='It was a heck of a game!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXn3qoFn-8I/AAAAAAAACRY/RqpcFU2vTQI/s72-c/P1130201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-9090981905647270695</id><published>2009-01-19T12:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:37:20.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daylon'/><title type='text'>YAY!!!!!!!!!! off to the championships!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293089265681922546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXTUpKVnefI/AAAAAAAACQo/0Tt8uSNj1Kw/s400/day-bball.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The boys won their single elimination game on Saturday and now they move onto the championship game on Thursday.   They have never won against this team so I'm sure it'll be another loss for them but it should be a really good game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daylon gets to play against a few of his buddies so I'm sure it'll just be a chat session for him but the rest of his team is going to work their hardest I'm sure (have i mentioned that Daylon just isn't the best in sports?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXTUoj9wx4I/AAAAAAAACQg/-wjDj9GU3hY/s1600-h/day-bballteam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293089255381321602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXTUoj9wx4I/AAAAAAAACQg/-wjDj9GU3hY/s400/day-bballteam.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daylon's team, minus one kid.&lt;br /&gt;... and the tall one in the middle... he totally kicks some basketball butt!&lt;br /&gt;that kid is GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;And the coach.......... is the woman!  how cool is that? &lt;br /&gt;Her hubby is the assistant coach but takes the reins when he's able to make it to the games.&lt;br /&gt;They are GREAT coaches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-9090981905647270695?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/9090981905647270695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-off-to-championships.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/9090981905647270695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/9090981905647270695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-off-to-championships.html' title='YAY!!!!!!!!!! off to the championships!'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SXTUpKVnefI/AAAAAAAACQo/0Tt8uSNj1Kw/s72-c/day-bball.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-7328895065517279182</id><published>2009-01-17T09:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:53:40.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3402/3202430904_fc1046f523.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;I'm excited about Shimelle's new class. Take a look here ----&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.shimelle.com/"&gt;free mini class&lt;/a&gt;.  I've always liked her style of scrapbooking.  Now is my chance to take a class of hers!  Join me if you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-7328895065517279182?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/7328895065517279182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/free-mini-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7328895065517279182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/7328895065517279182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/free-mini-class.html' title=''/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-2960572322682133934</id><published>2009-01-15T11:53:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:12:28.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout weightloss'/><title type='text'>169.6</title><content type='html'>Yes, i just did do that.  I'm going to make myself accountable.  I'm completely serious about doing this.  Because, seriously, i'm tied at my highest weight EVER.  That even includes every time i was pregnant (but, i'm thinking that doesn't really count since pregnancy and i don't get along very well.  Pregnancy always seems to kill my body).  But... there it is.  And i just want to put it out there, that this isn't just about loosing the weight.  I realize it isn't all about how much i weight, but it's about how i feel.  But somehow, the two seem to go hand in hand don't they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been at it "seriously" for two weeks straight (not being serious about it, i've been at it for a few months).  That means doing some kind of something to get me moving and getting my heart rate up (love that Wii fit! Although i feel a bit retarted sometimes not being able to do the strengh training.  I am that out of shape).   I've been eating with the right mind frame(although at times not all good foods go into my mouth).  I've been drinking water.  LOTS of water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went out and purchased me a scale that actually works (thus the title of my post).  It was getting frustrating seeing my weight jump all over the place with my old scales, and that's just from stepping off and getting right back on.  That, and i KNEW that my bathroom scales were just plain off.  The proof is in the difference between my scales and the doctors office scales.  Sure, i know there will be a slight difference, but 7-10lbs is just crazy.  I decided that if i'm going to do this right, i'm going to do it right all the way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that it's out for the world, i'm hoping that this is going to be a great for motivation.  Hopefully there'll be enough people out there calling me out on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-2960572322682133934?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/2960572322682133934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/1696.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2960572322682133934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/2960572322682133934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/1696.html' title='169.6'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-6155812775205920441</id><published>2009-01-13T13:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:33:39.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout weightloss'/><title type='text'>apparently, i need all the help i can get</title><content type='html'>Since &lt;a href="http://nothingbutchatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt; is my girl, my support person. The person who i check in with regularly. I thought i'd copy this from her blog to here to see how i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… About Small Eating Changes&lt;br /&gt;1. Water, water, water, water. (Your skin will look great, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*i'm up to at least 96oz a day. Sometimes more, never less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Order half portions at restaurants, or share a full portion with somebody. Or ask for a "to-go" container when you order your food, and pack up half the portion before you even start eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*ughh. we rarely eat out now. But when we do, i usually can't eat a full plate anyways and have a take home box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cut back on butter and mayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*i REALLY need to do this. I LOVE my mayo and butter... but so does the rest of my family. I think DarRell would kill me if i cut back on these. Even going to low/no fat, i just might be disowned. I got to figure out a way to work for me and still make everyone happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Limit fried foods to once or twice per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*HUGE downfall for me. The greasier the better. I didn't realize this until i thought back on the past two weeks of meals..... NOT GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Use less or no sugar in your coffee or tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*no biggie there...... don't drink either (although the tea is good sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Replace ground beef with meatless products or ground turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*sigh..... no ground beef? Meatless? those veggi boca burgers aren't too bad sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Try at least one new food every week. If you're bored with what you're eating, you're more likely to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*it's worth a try. I just get tired of wasting food cause i have to cook for 5 and 3 are picky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Eat fresh, raw veggies with sandwiches instead of chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*working on that RIGHT now! yayay me! although those darn Cheetos are the death of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Measure your portions until you're sure you know what a cup, a half-cup, and a tablespoon look like. This will help you practice portion control, an essential key to weight-loss success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*working on this with the easier things like cereal and stuff i can control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Try not to drink high-calorie beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*did i mention that Mt. Dew is also the death of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Dip your fork in a side of salad dressing before each bite instead of pouring it directly on your salad. You'll find that you are satisfied with much less than you usually put on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*ya... i've tried this. it works when i do it. Otherwise, i just eat too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Find healthy alternatives to all your favorite foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*is there a healthy alternative? gotta find them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you don't really love it, don't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*definatly a problem. I eat it if its sitting there. Doesn't matter if it's not my favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Never eat out of a bag or box. Take out a measured/counted quantity of food and put it in a bowl. This way, you know exactly how much you're having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Cheetos again...... gotta get rid of them apparently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Always eat something for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*YAYAYAY for me! i'm actually doing this!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Read food labels. Check serving sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*got to get better at this but i am aware and do check occasionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Add vegetables to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*working on this too. Just gotta find the right veggies to make me and the rest of us happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Plan meals in advance; use that information to make out a complete shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*doing it right! Only way to do it when you get paid only once a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Give food to guests to take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*or make only enough for the 5 of us..... it works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Write down everything you eat and drink, without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*i gues i'm chicken. But it'd sure be an eye opener wouldn't it. Something to get on my to-do list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Plan ahead for special occasions by accounting for higher-calorie foods before you eat them.…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*it's sitting in the back on my mind... always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Small Exercise Changes&lt;br /&gt;1. Take the stairs every single time they're an option. No more elevators or escalators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*i use the upstairs bathroom everytime i'm downstairs and the downstairs bathroom whenever i'm upstairs. And with all the water i'm drinking....... it's often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make exercise a priority, not an inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*working on it. That's where Kim comes into play ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Park far from your destination so you're forced to walk. This works at the supermarket, the mall, wherever. (This also helps you waste less time looking for a parking space!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*being in a small town, this isn't very easy. Especially since, well..... i don't really go anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. View tiring chores (shoveling snow, cleaning the house, weeding the garden, taking the garbage out, grocery shopping) as a chance to get in some activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*good idea..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Take the grocery cart back to the store when you're done loading your bags into your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*i do when i'm kidless. Never thought of it with the kids...... do i really want to go there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you take public transportation, get off one stop early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*N/A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Work out with a buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*thank you Kim... even if you are a million states away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hopefully the little things &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;add up.&lt;/span&gt;  Apparently i need all the help i can get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-6155812775205920441?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/6155812775205920441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/apparently-i-need-all-help-i-can-get.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6155812775205920441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/6155812775205920441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/apparently-i-need-all-help-i-can-get.html' title='apparently, i need all the help i can get'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-8374581939324490204</id><published>2009-01-12T14:35:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:48:20.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><title type='text'>new item for my wish list...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gurglepot.com/shop.html"&gt;The Gurgle Pot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gurglepot.com/Assets/brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px" alt="" src="http://www.gurglepot.com/Assets/brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gurglepot.com/Assets/aqua.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gurglepot.com/Assets/yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px" alt="" src="http://www.gurglepot.com/Assets/yellow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gurglepot.com/Assets/aqua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px" alt="" src="http://www.gurglepot.com/Assets/aqua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it the cutest thing ever???&lt;br /&gt;and it gurgles when water is poured out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, i'll have this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-8374581939324490204?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/8374581939324490204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-item-for-my-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8374581939324490204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/8374581939324490204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-item-for-my-wish-list.html' title='new item for my wish list...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1183133125304269274</id><published>2009-01-09T11:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:54:50.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><title type='text'>needing some SERIOUS tune-age</title><content type='html'>Since i'm REALLY getting serious about this getting into shape thing (AKA loosing the million lbs of fat hanging on to dear life to me), i've been using my MP3 player a LOT more now.  Problem is... my music isn't really motivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need suggestions.  I need to know what music is going to lift me off my sorry butt and get me moving.  Honestly, with the sorry music i have on my player, i slow down to a slow crawl and i know that isn't going to get me anywhere fast (or maybe even at all). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, give me some suggestions.  I need them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1183133125304269274?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1183133125304269274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/needing-some-serious-tune-age.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1183133125304269274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1183133125304269274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/needing-some-serious-tune-age.html' title='needing some SERIOUS tune-age'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-433118985517681764</id><published>2009-01-08T09:21:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:41:12.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;may be part of #15 someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;/world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Held a praying mantis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Sang a solo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;someday in one form or another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;working on this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bought? no. But given one when i worked at a resturanunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Kissed in the rain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Been in a movie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;does a commercial count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;looked for whales but not really there for whale watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;unfortunataely i can't :-( but have received many times from those generous people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;would have bounced if not for overdraft protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; no but i've quit several so i'm going to count it cause i don't belive that living is being fired from a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;buffalo, deer (wait, i haven't killed a deer yet), antilope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;if only for a short time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;swam? no ew! ew! ew! but totally been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;there and waded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Owned a cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-433118985517681764?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/433118985517681764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/433118985517681764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/433118985517681764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever?'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-3083995067373811943</id><published>2009-01-06T15:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:39:41.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project 365'/><title type='text'>Project 365</title><content type='html'>if you are any part of the online scrap world, i'm sure you have run across some reference to the 365 project. I've jumped on the bandwagon and decided to do it too. I'm super excited about this whole concept. Unfortunately, I'm not really known to see projects from start to finish and i'm really worried about setting myself for failure. So, in an effort to fight back the fears, i've made myself a deal. I'm not going to stress so much on taking a picture EVERY day of the year. Instead i'm going to focus one week at a time. If i happen to take that picture every, that'll be an extra bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those interested in joining in, you can learn more about the 365 project here ---&gt; &lt;a href="http://community.creatingkeepsakes.com/store/products/project_365_kit"&gt;Project 365&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes, unfortunately the kit is sold out but that doesn't mean you can't do this. MANY people are using different means of getting the same concept down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a few links to get you started&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/images/stories/magazines/creating_keepsakes/January2009/365GreatIdeas4.pdf"&gt;top 10 reasons why you want to do this!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/images/stories/magazines/creating_keepsakes/January2009/365ideas.pdf"&gt;365 day, 365 ideas for photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-3083995067373811943?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/3083995067373811943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/project-365.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3083995067373811943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/3083995067373811943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/project-365.html' title='Project 365'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1033817836533739346</id><published>2009-01-05T06:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:38:37.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one little word'/><title type='text'>Resolution revisitied...</title><content type='html'>I keep telling myself that I'm not a really big fan of new year resolutions, and every year I commit to not making any.  But deep down inside I ALWAYS make them. Those typical ones that i always choose like loosing weight, getting rid of debt and being a better mother and wife. And every year, it's the same. I never make it to those resolutions and i call myself a looser for not having any self control and structure for those stupid resolutions that i really never even made in the first place (out loud anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year was different. Last year I did&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifeartmedia.com/newsletter11.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Last year i chose the word &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Manage&lt;/span&gt;. I resolved to manage a few areas in my life.  Most of it was my typical resolutions, but i had a few others in mind.  Like getting serious about getting my rosasia under control (which also meant finding some way to juggle around bills and such to come up with enough money to see the dermatologist on a regular basis and the $$ i needed to keep me in stock with the meds i needed to take for it).  And for the first 6-7 months of the year, i treated it like it was any other stupid new years resolution and failed miserably at it.  Then by about mid July to early August something just hit me, i got back into gear.  I not only sat down and worked out a budget that showed me how soon i could pay off my debt if i just stuck to it, but i showed it to DarRell and together we tweaked it a bit more.    I went and saw my dermatologist and got my Rosasia under control for a while.  I totally have slacked off on it because my dermatologist was killed in a freak airplane accident.  As far as i know, he was the only dermatologist here and he was only here twice a month.  I realize that i can go to my GP, but after the advise i got last time from him, I'm not too savvy on going back for it.  And although i don't look like I'm loosing weight. I'm not gaining either.  This is after the huge gain i had over the last 2 years so its going to take a lot to get it off again.  But I've managed to keep my binging under control especially during the holiday season.  And apparently it's worked cause over the last 3 months I've lost 5 lbs.  It might only be 5 measly pounds that doesn't even show but it's a start, and for right now, that's all that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, going back to what i was saying earlier...  This one little word this seems to be working better than anything else I've done so far.  This year I've decided to do it again.  I want to keep my old word because i still have a LOT of managing to do this year.  But i needed to refresh my take on it again.  So this year I've chosen &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;ReThink&lt;/span&gt;.  It's time to re-think things over again.  I need to rethink all my choices so that i make.  I'm determined to make better choices for me and those around me.  So far, it's working.  I still have all my previous resolutions hanging over me that I'm still plugging along with and i am making progress with them.  And perhaps i will find more along the way later this year, but for now, I'm happy with my old resolutions.  I still want to loose weight, i still want to get out of debt, i still want to be a better mother/wife and i still want to get my Rosacia under control.  Of course it's only the 5th and things are still new and shiny.  But I'm proud to say that I'm still feeling motivated from the progress i made during the latter part of last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here's to the old (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Manage&lt;/span&gt;) and to the new (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;ReThink&lt;/span&gt;) and may it be a year of change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1033817836533739346?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1033817836533739346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution-revisitied.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1033817836533739346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1033817836533739346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution-revisitied.html' title='Resolution revisitied...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-4060149468064901993</id><published>2008-12-26T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:06:03.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from our family to yours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We hope that you had a Very Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SVUrGV7OF2I/AAAAAAAACO0/JVJ4VCVX25s/s1600-h/P1120959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SVUrGV7OF2I/AAAAAAAACO0/JVJ4VCVX25s/s400/P1120959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SVUrFwII2uI/AAAAAAAACOs/BwaCass9GDA/s1600-h/P1120957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SVUrFwII2uI/AAAAAAAACOs/BwaCass9GDA/s400/P1120957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-4060149468064901993?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/4060149468064901993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-our-family-to-yours.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4060149468064901993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/4060149468064901993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-our-family-to-yours.html' title='from our family to yours...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SVUrGV7OF2I/AAAAAAAACO0/JVJ4VCVX25s/s72-c/P1120959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1991366579412981945</id><published>2008-12-17T16:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:09:35.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>10 things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 things I'm loving RIGHT now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Christmas-Eve-Trans-Siberian-Orchestra/dp/B0002ZDVGS/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1229557031&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Trans-Siberian Orchestra CD&lt;/a&gt; playing while surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Feeling the warm air from the heater blow on me, warming me up from a FRIGID day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The feeling of satisfaction on my homemade Christmas cards. That last little bit of bling made the world of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Finding new recipes to try out and feeling confident that they will be keepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chap stick for my dry windburned lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. That big hug from my boss. I love that he makes all his employees feel wanted AND needed. Love that man! (and super bummed that there will be no auctions for TWO weeks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The big pile of my childhood classic Christmas movies I picked up today. How the Grinch Stole Christmas (both versions), The Muppet's Christmas Carol, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman, Santa Clause is Coming to Town. I can't wait to add them to our Christmas movie collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Anticipation of NOT having to cook dinner tonight! Yay for the ward Family Christmas Party!!! and hopefully great photo-ops with Santa again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. That itch to add to my Christmas book collection. I have two. Yes, you read right. Two books. I need some serious help in this department. Especially since we are a family of readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Coming home from work and finding that the two olders are playing nicely and the baby is napping. I have no idea what happened while i was at work but I'm take in every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nothingbutchatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; for a bit of inspiration)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... something i noticed today that made me a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading all over the place how people aren't excited about the holiday season this year. That times are tough, therefore, putting a downer on all the usually chipper festivities. Yes, I've noticed that times are tougher. We are actually living it right now. We are struggling to live from month to month. But for the life of me, i don't understand why that should make such a HUGE impact on the holiday season. I believe that Christmas is in your heart. We don't need all the fanfare to make Christmas, well... Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to what i noticed today that made me just a little sad. I was walking through Wal-Mart picking up that last little bit of stuff i need to do some baking and noticed that there was NO music playing. What's up with that? Are things so bad that we can't even enjoy a little Holiday music? I immediately came home and dug out all my holiday CD's and started listening to them. I've never noticed how much i missed all the music until there isn't any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1991366579412981945?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1991366579412981945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1991366579412981945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1991366579412981945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-things.html' title='10 things...'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284203.post-1814363734528596501</id><published>2008-12-15T10:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:58:35.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='December daily'/><title type='text'>December Daily - Day 13 - 14</title><content type='html'>Day 13: the Parade of Lights that only Daylon got to see and the nasty stomach bug Rianne picked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaaamy82NI/AAAAAAAACLM/SdFeJxW4Lzk/s1600-h/P1120610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaaamy82NI/AAAAAAAACLM/SdFeJxW4Lzk/s400/P1120610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaabMARE8I/AAAAAAAACLU/SUd8zORtS9Q/s1600-h/P1120612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaabMARE8I/AAAAAAAACLU/SUd8zORtS9Q/s400/P1120612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaabZH3AqI/AAAAAAAACLc/Bba4yGfT3Fk/s1600-h/P1120614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaabZH3AqI/AAAAAAAACLc/Bba4yGfT3Fk/s400/P1120614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cleaning up the basement and fixing up the fake tree down there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaab1bxSGI/AAAAAAAACLk/2oDWVL3LNBU/s1600-h/P1120617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaab1bxSGI/AAAAAAAACLk/2oDWVL3LNBU/s400/P1120617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284203-1814363734528596501?l=darljo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/feeds/1814363734528596501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-daily-day-13-14.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1814363734528596501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284203/posts/default/1814363734528596501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darljo.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-daily-day-13-14.html' title='December Daily - Day 13 - 14'/><author><name>darl_jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276319913745285457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/S1-7b_1fEoI/AAAAAAAAGsg/dBnAtT2SlNY/S220/joeyanddarl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NC1pk3Mw9Jc/SUaaamy82NI/AAAAAAAACLM/SdFeJxW4Lzk/s72-c/P1120610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
