tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23347373868525313952024-03-05T21:29:55.125-07:00The Adventures of T-Anne, J-Mont, and E-Bearspaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-69807462098661227642010-01-26T22:37:00.019-07:002010-01-27T10:41:39.090-07:00Update, throughout the holidays, up to Now!Okay so it's been so long. Life has been out of control since October. So I guess I will give the long and short of it. At the end of October, Ian and I set out for California to visit my Aunt Gayle and Uncle Dennis. It is a 12 hour drive from Ogden, UT to San Clemente, CA. Why I chose to do this drive with a one year old I will never know. However, I did it, and it was great. Will I do it again? By myself, doubt it, but I can't say never, because then I know I will do it again. Anyway, Ian and I headed to beautiful sunny California where the weather was 80 degrees at the end of October. My Aunt took us to a pumpkin patch where we got to see lots of pumpkins. Ian got to sit on his first dirt bike, and also spent a day at the beach with my cousin Elizabeth. Ian and I got a great little tour of San Diego and Coranado with my cousin as well. I had such a great time!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJ0HNhs0rcRgbsjyZxB9Ykf47ZuCqZZUN-RJX4b0Npmo_DV5HNlMeT9ywaim-J0CbwGq3RyS81_IzAEE2RSXvswqy-a25LgNJilMN1KVyoDxMWIjZX98VoluTcHI_XgG9xPAZ-utDjEdr/s1600-h/S6301758.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJ0HNhs0rcRgbsjyZxB9Ykf47ZuCqZZUN-RJX4b0Npmo_DV5HNlMeT9ywaim-J0CbwGq3RyS81_IzAEE2RSXvswqy-a25LgNJilMN1KVyoDxMWIjZX98VoluTcHI_XgG9xPAZ-utDjEdr/s400/S6301758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431291939791663154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdhhQJySHz0bqNcRfd4SntRFdz3A_U9CiE-6P-LctNGTQ3-pp9dr2K-XKT26WUdtbEp8jtiKDCom4B-rd4rQ7Qe9ytxVMOOL9iJYpqB_EFhtdxNtl2R8_fAL2ZzexvVnT_epjwodr7aye/s1600-h/S6301763.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdhhQJySHz0bqNcRfd4SntRFdz3A_U9CiE-6P-LctNGTQ3-pp9dr2K-XKT26WUdtbEp8jtiKDCom4B-rd4rQ7Qe9ytxVMOOL9iJYpqB_EFhtdxNtl2R8_fAL2ZzexvVnT_epjwodr7aye/s400/S6301763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431292233850267138" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYC-MGKBFiSnUYr7-ly5Mrss8-6HMoj6biqJpMVg1BeQ-vHCyHxQbrnMnPohZnIpDCTeJkUZgSIq_DCx2mvBXwEc2obN4Ynfqgq5e9uUa2FvUee9yGJrkTjwhpK5g0bjgtO3G3zMG5inX/s1600-h/S6301788.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYC-MGKBFiSnUYr7-ly5Mrss8-6HMoj6biqJpMVg1BeQ-vHCyHxQbrnMnPohZnIpDCTeJkUZgSIq_DCx2mvBXwEc2obN4Ynfqgq5e9uUa2FvUee9yGJrkTjwhpK5g0bjgtO3G3zMG5inX/s400/S6301788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431292955289088482" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh98MQS8KwAPzvU9UNYPAXfTl4P76jZas4wLGUMH4xAxmSqiccoQVppRjTF88HWWmkUeQWKZAXJPteWqDqFKGD9ggLEEZ1fLDoCImcF9Rpyy2Cms_wphqGY0sPaUkfad8aqNdH-qgDZOcku/s1600-h/S6301778.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh98MQS8KwAPzvU9UNYPAXfTl4P76jZas4wLGUMH4xAxmSqiccoQVppRjTF88HWWmkUeQWKZAXJPteWqDqFKGD9ggLEEZ1fLDoCImcF9Rpyy2Cms_wphqGY0sPaUkfad8aqNdH-qgDZOcku/s400/S6301778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431292528798630338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqjvEFlKa5QpIk62N69CZ_c58namhAla8QGe4x8zUze6i6ds8RG2u0kSmLZYj5Cx83Z7nVhRYZ95kjs8bvR-catunP_jusFhFsvOaK7WwEneznT7clVvAcxM7HA7gWmcIyzRhwjp0rljjA/s1600-h/S6301853.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqjvEFlKa5QpIk62N69CZ_c58namhAla8QGe4x8zUze6i6ds8RG2u0kSmLZYj5Cx83Z7nVhRYZ95kjs8bvR-catunP_jusFhFsvOaK7WwEneznT7clVvAcxM7HA7gWmcIyzRhwjp0rljjA/s400/S6301853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431293586801880530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmIgrOp1J6a0G4ODsLwXaIsNXC1kptYqn1QwE6Oev_nnngjkexpDVmOsh-p0zZn9hu_m1NCgv0k6oiP1kgKDxKbOFTOjUfAN26SR3r6PKobv0OhPHycKccuk5i5W8EbjAjziGPvhwvBU-/s1600-h/S6301893.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmIgrOp1J6a0G4ODsLwXaIsNXC1kptYqn1QwE6Oev_nnngjkexpDVmOsh-p0zZn9hu_m1NCgv0k6oiP1kgKDxKbOFTOjUfAN26SR3r6PKobv0OhPHycKccuk5i5W8EbjAjziGPvhwvBU-/s400/S6301893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431296615991476514" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There were tons of pictures from California and I would be here all night if I posted them. So I just posted a few. After five glorious days in Cali, Ian and I set off back to Utah. We stopped in St. George and spent 5 days there. We celebrated Ian's first birthday, Halloween, and my 30th birthday. Since Josh couldn't be there for our birthday's Josh sent me Beautiful Pink roses. 3 days after my birthday Josh flew into Vegas where I picked him up and we spent two days in Vegas celebrating my birthday. It was the best birthday as he took me to dinner at the Cheesecake Factory and surprised me with two of my dearest friends who had been waiting for us. It was so awesome being able to catch up with them. (We left our camera in the hotel room, so sadly I have no pictures of the reunion with my friends) Josh also got me my Seahawks jacket I have been wanting for forever. I had no idea he had these surprises up his sleeve. I was so proud and lucky!!! The best part too was that I had Josh to finish the last part of the drive (St. George to Ogden) with me.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWvX5WbZfnEIBNOerK806Nq208LlIzBfd5lRRCGN40Sjc_asYM2Z1fSlyEymzxcYI4JCMCjKPR4-DUIyzOPvQjSY0YWGcMjGC6jj7OZ_bnRdRAdggIbDeXi9wisVq5sYllO3rTOBebR7Z/s1600-h/S6301742.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWvX5WbZfnEIBNOerK806Nq208LlIzBfd5lRRCGN40Sjc_asYM2Z1fSlyEymzxcYI4JCMCjKPR4-DUIyzOPvQjSY0YWGcMjGC6jj7OZ_bnRdRAdggIbDeXi9wisVq5sYllO3rTOBebR7Z/s400/S6301742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431312320042455970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOTMx_qD6xxyA2trqjZcYt0zlVItbzWylv2HTI3jXJvgfZz0PbAT6b7YtM-j2dQFb_orqWbvJkt-3xV5jmoqfGZGYOqCdqjWZKFVObcgB-1yUIBQ-V7avtoznluJQq5VLAw38YZ47TX4gF/s1600-h/S6301961.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOTMx_qD6xxyA2trqjZcYt0zlVItbzWylv2HTI3jXJvgfZz0PbAT6b7YtM-j2dQFb_orqWbvJkt-3xV5jmoqfGZGYOqCdqjWZKFVObcgB-1yUIBQ-V7avtoznluJQq5VLAw38YZ47TX4gF/s400/S6301961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431312994682898738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpg5xzFhdi7YmPVCOwfLpgOcGILuDgTOS-jE_cNudFhcJll1YrSDXp2Ngdq9CaZxOGBfpuMREs9_EJ3LeEyOWEJro9ggii6by_a6VHR3jv9p5W-2S2p1U3ePJCCO830Yn5QIprj0olQHpt/s1600-h/S6301968.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpg5xzFhdi7YmPVCOwfLpgOcGILuDgTOS-jE_cNudFhcJll1YrSDXp2Ngdq9CaZxOGBfpuMREs9_EJ3LeEyOWEJro9ggii6by_a6VHR3jv9p5W-2S2p1U3ePJCCO830Yn5QIprj0olQHpt/s400/S6301968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431313183025271778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQZKBeF_aE-Q6Hr-mtSyS7tCHw2LmWWD9q99myS29l6uByXuYimcLBKG2E6aVCjJpah0rsV1Ymy06C9IvBGAAkbzQ_N7AqwqljFbg0ZGI4acEPl__KtJCAsnmHMGAQrfRP0CCwWih_PDuV/s1600-h/S6301980.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQZKBeF_aE-Q6Hr-mtSyS7tCHw2LmWWD9q99myS29l6uByXuYimcLBKG2E6aVCjJpah0rsV1Ymy06C9IvBGAAkbzQ_N7AqwqljFbg0ZGI4acEPl__KtJCAsnmHMGAQrfRP0CCwWih_PDuV/s400/S6301980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431314920548504978" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well Thanksgiving came way to quickly. It was so fun, It was just Josh, me, Ian and my brother Darren. I got to cook my very first Thanksgiving dinner all by myself. I had always wanted to do it (just once, I really don't need to do it again). I must say I was pretty proud of my turkey. That night some of Josh's siblings and their families came over and we had a dessert party Thanksgiving style. It was great having everyone over to visit with.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu488910B8hPIKcZ6_iEpfusNx7OvB0saYPydGEFtl7SxltdMVz0go97g5NDBuj3tENf76MgiNF8XCjju71nx8y8EX8Us1bh2ao5EdwYbSDn0Wh_WpwJnUu9XVy4dlQhOgTE7g-0OYo-Co/s1600-h/S6302119.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu488910B8hPIKcZ6_iEpfusNx7OvB0saYPydGEFtl7SxltdMVz0go97g5NDBuj3tENf76MgiNF8XCjju71nx8y8EX8Us1bh2ao5EdwYbSDn0Wh_WpwJnUu9XVy4dlQhOgTE7g-0OYo-Co/s400/S6302119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431316294303726434" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The greatest blessing that came to our family came two weeks before Christmas, was that JOSH GRADUATED!!!! Yep, no more Weber State! He graduated with his degree in Criminal Justice. He will be starting his Masters program in Feb. working toward becoming a licensed counsler. I am so proud of him. He worked so hard and did amazing!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHESVVNF7stUwiS1Hhc-7G_QSlo3Uv1R-h7-mlwGJfZE89fTd7xUpV9gcTbQF1M9NJMh2JOhG-eBdK_qJV35v6CJeKj_5bi1LREyetbMQWQQZThYoC4JWK79f-uTXBglUAzLEdcDddVwb/s1600-h/S6302148.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHESVVNF7stUwiS1Hhc-7G_QSlo3Uv1R-h7-mlwGJfZE89fTd7xUpV9gcTbQF1M9NJMh2JOhG-eBdK_qJV35v6CJeKj_5bi1LREyetbMQWQQZThYoC4JWK79f-uTXBglUAzLEdcDddVwb/s400/S6302148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431319159499719154" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Before I knew it Christmas was here and we were headed to Spokane Washington. My brother and his girlfriend came with us. We were only able to spend 4 days there, but it was a blast being able to see my sister and her family and my adopted parents. We had a great time just relaxing and visiting. Unfortunately we left Ian's Christmas presents at home, so we had to stop at the store so he would have something to open Christmas day.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQUY_Cpii8owMHr1XVINz6kYke_xSd4HL2VCV5Ch0KJhD6CVNv7f8WnL3EOC0RADxxgTlxCBFAFMwsGCrrVo_ppotWX1yRFKuxU_JrXKODOWG9USm-9HJvjeXldkmDbM0J1n9UhGcUVk9/s1600-h/S6302155.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQUY_Cpii8owMHr1XVINz6kYke_xSd4HL2VCV5Ch0KJhD6CVNv7f8WnL3EOC0RADxxgTlxCBFAFMwsGCrrVo_ppotWX1yRFKuxU_JrXKODOWG9USm-9HJvjeXldkmDbM0J1n9UhGcUVk9/s400/S6302155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431320010991445218" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFu322Ii3cNScLZ7CqFGdwFZYQRJnOEQDJqCftwXl83PVVZ72PoBjavXAelCzvTgPX27pVzuLsapzqJWCzwHArqcpRQk4FqtzN7GZqSE1lMhkk6GhxUDwkvNHgt8_ViOcCeWP5E_hH1UA/s1600-h/S6302168.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFu322Ii3cNScLZ7CqFGdwFZYQRJnOEQDJqCftwXl83PVVZ72PoBjavXAelCzvTgPX27pVzuLsapzqJWCzwHArqcpRQk4FqtzN7GZqSE1lMhkk6GhxUDwkvNHgt8_ViOcCeWP5E_hH1UA/s400/S6302168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431320193467346994" border="0" /></a><br /><br />New Year's came and went. My mom had knee replacement surgery on Dec. 30th, so on Jan.6th, Ian and I were off again. We flew up to Spokane to help her out. We spent a week there. I had a great time being able to help her out. My sister came up (with my niece and nephew) for the weekend and it was so fantastic just spending time with her. We spent a whole day in the kitchen cooking meals, and I loved every minute of it. Ian loved spending time with Grandpa (especially when Grandpa played his electric guitar) and swimming in their ginormous bathtub. :-)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUPcFbVzqvMfFkpe3sdBxbbpq4MkZ5mmg5jvnSqX3uMhqCoe7da4lH2OZsKHLZ7LNPae288U43F-DEg0D6cChyphenhyphenS5nT4NkPryfbx-Mp8do8ncRkUa0EHUxy8f-s3vT0EdTdsjorFeo26tGW/s1600-h/S6302215.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUPcFbVzqvMfFkpe3sdBxbbpq4MkZ5mmg5jvnSqX3uMhqCoe7da4lH2OZsKHLZ7LNPae288U43F-DEg0D6cChyphenhyphenS5nT4NkPryfbx-Mp8do8ncRkUa0EHUxy8f-s3vT0EdTdsjorFeo26tGW/s400/S6302215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431466579853299042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIORoozD-457n0cmxKiRVKBq4_nweXTxM1L5nZbKhIDCwTLN8WmrF7r8mJ8HLpUwjDZy3OX7GVfFERghYG9vO_8Uhwz8kP1mTjtZn0QP7TBibikqyUaKawrKMstENKNyMrnaSiFopcDj-a/s1600-h/S6302210.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIORoozD-457n0cmxKiRVKBq4_nweXTxM1L5nZbKhIDCwTLN8WmrF7r8mJ8HLpUwjDZy3OX7GVfFERghYG9vO_8Uhwz8kP1mTjtZn0QP7TBibikqyUaKawrKMstENKNyMrnaSiFopcDj-a/s400/S6302210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431467057431879650" border="0" /></a><br />Ian and his cousin Levi, enjoying the other's sippy cup. They never wanted their own.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBPK3dR7h0ONCCmxw1P29H8Kle5Hyu5jbpAD6_ID8LL2FNQ6pwwNi4ghdv-K60qIPjz6K3s4Yicg_ijmTFX1mvBquwyDMb2DRpDcz_ZhE5NCu_WenF3TCfZZ11MNzsqxNKtYWuv99oarrR/s1600-h/S6302221.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBPK3dR7h0ONCCmxw1P29H8Kle5Hyu5jbpAD6_ID8LL2FNQ6pwwNi4ghdv-K60qIPjz6K3s4Yicg_ijmTFX1mvBquwyDMb2DRpDcz_ZhE5NCu_WenF3TCfZZ11MNzsqxNKtYWuv99oarrR/s400/S6302221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431466759367046178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />When I got home, Josh and I decided that we wanted to go spend some time down in St. George. So we packed up our stuff, (and not having been home for even a week) we headed down to St. George. It rained and stormed like no other, but I LOVED every minute of being there. Just spending time with the in-laws and especially my sister in law and her family was truly the best. It was just nice to just sit around and eat and play games. Sunday dinners in St. George are the best. They always have a theme for the dinner. This time it was foods from Finland. It was amazing. We got a great four generation picture with Josh's grandmother, Josh's father, Josh and Ian. I love St. George and just being able to get away.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUeg-NiLkkNJ9h0DWKfh3RLOQU1K4CTnYPxC0CatA7NjrIqy20h3Fg1lE3lMV7ybE9A8KjA6w2QQM6cQ9jtok7JO8X9HdSaapkOSYcPbuluIkGoBHdFIgikee5SS_Ktr1M1zV5guKSbsn1/s1600-h/S6302229.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUeg-NiLkkNJ9h0DWKfh3RLOQU1K4CTnYPxC0CatA7NjrIqy20h3Fg1lE3lMV7ybE9A8KjA6w2QQM6cQ9jtok7JO8X9HdSaapkOSYcPbuluIkGoBHdFIgikee5SS_Ktr1M1zV5guKSbsn1/s400/S6302229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431470787577224770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvOsuLiD7vDeTuqdffx88_1BR-c60uEL_VK7DKlUSPpB7IiwPGumOt38fPrufQobrkcRra7LBBqe1IW38sR6P0aldqjWsQKinlARAq-HY32W5jaeuicoYQGrA1sxS0jKWrLjJ1b3C2C6O/s1600-h/S6302238.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvOsuLiD7vDeTuqdffx88_1BR-c60uEL_VK7DKlUSPpB7IiwPGumOt38fPrufQobrkcRra7LBBqe1IW38sR6P0aldqjWsQKinlARAq-HY32W5jaeuicoYQGrA1sxS0jKWrLjJ1b3C2C6O/s400/S6302238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471513699553074" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijboe2rqHqXCfJ8vqjVgbrN5Uqqjb9jgtKDPrjnJqcPBwz4-aZfFhiT7zHjAYTF2OmS_BvNKUjDOEfYj6cSH5fW_FB6D-ta5fNH7AFyuXuFJ8OexrOOdJJEM1mhMb4eyHAjoR7V6TTLbsP/s1600-h/S6302245.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijboe2rqHqXCfJ8vqjVgbrN5Uqqjb9jgtKDPrjnJqcPBwz4-aZfFhiT7zHjAYTF2OmS_BvNKUjDOEfYj6cSH5fW_FB6D-ta5fNH7AFyuXuFJ8OexrOOdJJEM1mhMb4eyHAjoR7V6TTLbsP/s400/S6302245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471779831000658" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjefKcmcSKT7AEQ-6CIX7Sz_jklXCdZ7yxi7k1F6ZiyJm3dAXLBrv4p4qMpLXsVSqI3GVi12UN-Ilnlse0m3HkbdMPHvU9j6ZUHArkFQmDBinQYChl4b2SQPaLP56iMKZOCzl7_Y7xMVMns/s1600-h/S6302241.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjefKcmcSKT7AEQ-6CIX7Sz_jklXCdZ7yxi7k1F6ZiyJm3dAXLBrv4p4qMpLXsVSqI3GVi12UN-Ilnlse0m3HkbdMPHvU9j6ZUHArkFQmDBinQYChl4b2SQPaLP56iMKZOCzl7_Y7xMVMns/s400/S6302241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431471967679383394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUsTkcpXB8Cgh5es0dGPCb-4M0EgcEvi0FHWndMCNEetGYwQEPUsrpVn45EeXVszsH4tPiDAfcf3_8EJevMusXfio400VoJ5Ldwnw632p-rG0Ti1DI0w2g7FRiuw5S-bvixxaIjZft3RuX/s1600-h/S6302253.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUsTkcpXB8Cgh5es0dGPCb-4M0EgcEvi0FHWndMCNEetGYwQEPUsrpVn45EeXVszsH4tPiDAfcf3_8EJevMusXfio400VoJ5Ldwnw632p-rG0Ti1DI0w2g7FRiuw5S-bvixxaIjZft3RuX/s400/S6302253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431474235800039554" border="0" /></a><br />We are hoping if it is in the cards for us we will be able to move there. Well I have now caught up on my blogging and our adventures. We have some more adventures coming up, next month and hopefully in March, so I will try to keep up this time. :-)spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-90013897475290186182009-08-29T16:40:00.031-06:002009-08-29T21:28:00.080-06:00Summer lovin...Okay well I have been so crazy busy, I haven't had time to post about our travels since Paris and Roosevelt. My son is sleeping so I guess now would be a good time. At the end of July, Josh, Ian and I drove up to Spokane WA for my brother Garrett's mission farewell. We started our journey going up through Boise ID and up into Moscow ID. That seriously was the longest drive I have ever taken (due to the one lane roads and all the little towns where you can only go 25 mph... (give me the INTERSTATE PLEASE!!!) We drove half way and stayed the night in Boise so Ian could get a little exercise in the pool.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5BNqY5v8fME-drDJMiE8wMhX0_5Mz8zViMHDxuFUVmrHEsFi6Briu-Uwz0J8OQYzWtOlNbsmZBAPlsf4NjBSi4aW3QyUhD62N7M9Fvh0cJ1Tm3UmlS7Xm_ZKG-KKTBpyDl6gbBv5RntG/s1600-h/S6300953.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5BNqY5v8fME-drDJMiE8wMhX0_5Mz8zViMHDxuFUVmrHEsFi6Briu-Uwz0J8OQYzWtOlNbsmZBAPlsf4NjBSi4aW3QyUhD62N7M9Fvh0cJ1Tm3UmlS7Xm_ZKG-KKTBpyDl6gbBv5RntG/s400/S6300953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375521641958834354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh75rYqcI-FpIsyK2iLB92iOcBV_rNPnKKXzCZXjtk1L98OADYDX6Yz41rIgRROcpiorMehdaFrGXMVK5STzznl-AE9-bIu7jHPN4eKPgWLg7dKV8_JaeE_JWSjBPzASNxugJ9WkOGKkDkz/s1600-h/S6300946.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh75rYqcI-FpIsyK2iLB92iOcBV_rNPnKKXzCZXjtk1L98OADYDX6Yz41rIgRROcpiorMehdaFrGXMVK5STzznl-AE9-bIu7jHPN4eKPgWLg7dKV8_JaeE_JWSjBPzASNxugJ9WkOGKkDkz/s400/S6300946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375522758288116882" border="0" /></a><br />Papa Bear and E-Bear getting ready to go swimming.<br /><br />On the way to Moscow, we stopped in Riggins ID to get pictures of the Salmon River where it is a Water Rafting town. Josh and I really want to come back to go rafting.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmx-0GuKNQhm8MX-0xb4Id52VusB4PeWETDCjT-ZjXLGUPwNOnyKoZXJbaa81tP8lyU75ux63x4y08EG-9g3L75oCxijRB5J06YmulBN-6cSPaqXQbyYRxyJWzoDnztLGzICuyPU8dIfJ/s1600-h/S6300958.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmx-0GuKNQhm8MX-0xb4Id52VusB4PeWETDCjT-ZjXLGUPwNOnyKoZXJbaa81tP8lyU75ux63x4y08EG-9g3L75oCxijRB5J06YmulBN-6cSPaqXQbyYRxyJWzoDnztLGzICuyPU8dIfJ/s400/S6300958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375524154515718658" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It was so fun to stop in Moscow, as I had lived there quite a few years ago. I hadn't seen my sister in almost a year, it was so good to see her and my nieces and nephews. Ian played so well with his cousins. But then again Ian gets along with all kids he's ever been around.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOYKCVurjVD_BFk5Z8G5_VnIfJR_MyiONz5nqJzxVuX9mmrk0G6wfKQnsmnQhOTgUexkkBfwWRapjVJ6mIfvpew_ezJG2NnR89gPPtcORbDNbBX-NDVH5_u78aVjzqIgzXZzMb-G_M11T/s1600-h/S6300976.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOYKCVurjVD_BFk5Z8G5_VnIfJR_MyiONz5nqJzxVuX9mmrk0G6wfKQnsmnQhOTgUexkkBfwWRapjVJ6mIfvpew_ezJG2NnR89gPPtcORbDNbBX-NDVH5_u78aVjzqIgzXZzMb-G_M11T/s400/S6300976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375525266485318130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH_y9r0Q7W643jnr4FOBxZawtlilurptplkIGRDGVpuo-ty_1OJl6xrVAY_YJWIQm1hiaxKIBiUl0ak_WaBsKF9T8RYFdERvaJ8Sul0YPQSCAhcy6Vxkr3N21tFbkLgFEO0eRbFjhMp0kt/s1600-h/S6300984.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH_y9r0Q7W643jnr4FOBxZawtlilurptplkIGRDGVpuo-ty_1OJl6xrVAY_YJWIQm1hiaxKIBiUl0ak_WaBsKF9T8RYFdERvaJ8Sul0YPQSCAhcy6Vxkr3N21tFbkLgFEO0eRbFjhMp0kt/s400/S6300984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375526172038478866" border="0" /></a><br />We went on a tour of downtown Moscow so Josh could see the great sites. ;-) We stopped at a cool art gallery.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSg4ASF_JGmPqGqxGAx-UenV94dpA9Vo9Gp2xlOXFsIFmjM7sLomCuqCN7T9W0SrJ-QMfHSf32BNFKKLpnSoXvRAq-h0V4ZxwgZzBeiGygURS-iNyqMYZA_UowLfaK9Yjl4P5YLkTzpjgh/s1600-h/S6300994.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSg4ASF_JGmPqGqxGAx-UenV94dpA9Vo9Gp2xlOXFsIFmjM7sLomCuqCN7T9W0SrJ-QMfHSf32BNFKKLpnSoXvRAq-h0V4ZxwgZzBeiGygURS-iNyqMYZA_UowLfaK9Yjl4P5YLkTzpjgh/s400/S6300994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375527001078742450" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FyFe5jik2h7-VpbrOJbQqQ5vhtVDy9kFFAWVffc-OQRaJQqOXgHJPdMymTjHBKm8GcL7V_Ci2CWlzljgeYjT9KgUokj16ekhfw5YtjGGfQba24dilbJu5MVUO5yET0qRm7r8GKWBZ7ib/s1600-h/S6300999.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FyFe5jik2h7-VpbrOJbQqQ5vhtVDy9kFFAWVffc-OQRaJQqOXgHJPdMymTjHBKm8GcL7V_Ci2CWlzljgeYjT9KgUokj16ekhfw5YtjGGfQba24dilbJu5MVUO5yET0qRm7r8GKWBZ7ib/s400/S6300999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375527302316086866" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HWpl_j1oo1GkX71_6y48Iy3jLwoZkc6WyLnqj5VoVi7-ST7NtbVLBTeDZ5X_P8z4N8Vmf-spkP9JfxTHI7zhTo2GRtrKMPvmWVrv61gKNmVJreCxqAR7TGiJ_P1O30r5F773mnTmlvbL/s1600-h/S6301004.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HWpl_j1oo1GkX71_6y48Iy3jLwoZkc6WyLnqj5VoVi7-ST7NtbVLBTeDZ5X_P8z4N8Vmf-spkP9JfxTHI7zhTo2GRtrKMPvmWVrv61gKNmVJreCxqAR7TGiJ_P1O30r5F773mnTmlvbL/s400/S6301004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375526761122625890" border="0" /></a><br />We stayed in good ol' Moscow for a couple of hours and then headed on to my adopted parents house in Spokane. I miss that house so much. Josh and I got there and went out and sat on the deck and enjoyed the country air. We did that almost every morning while we were there. It was so peaceful and relaxing. During our stay in Spokane, we went to my brother Garrett's mission farewell (he's headed to Chile). He gave such an incredible talk. It was so awesome to hear him talk about how one day all four of us kids will be able to sit in the temple together. I'm so excited he is serving the Lord right now. He is going to be a great missionary just like my father.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPczIWDSdwpVvw3nPrGbEKP_vpNo4JcddfQWisqnPLYpnHdvrQazHPFKk8411oIj4gT7wxNvaGpt7vioR3dwJJX3DrrXyqS6M6lk9ZJT3PAz6o6g0CZ3JprlOIw8p9qFMUKZ8tcI5GU_R8/s1600-h/garretts+farewell2"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPczIWDSdwpVvw3nPrGbEKP_vpNo4JcddfQWisqnPLYpnHdvrQazHPFKk8411oIj4gT7wxNvaGpt7vioR3dwJJX3DrrXyqS6M6lk9ZJT3PAz6o6g0CZ3JprlOIw8p9qFMUKZ8tcI5GU_R8/s400/garretts+farewell2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375561588137321554" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2q87rgyi9jaglZp0CZ4fItJ_PwHvkiMtK3XKio1D5PRL94wOyNQyrpbIoHQA89rAxBidRilIRSJuP16AaYMeh2vQisN9LXeEAEWJPjZ2JxlVvspkxReMKSQ0BGxeVusBvRQU-j6UL-0Nq/s1600-h/100_0017.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2q87rgyi9jaglZp0CZ4fItJ_PwHvkiMtK3XKio1D5PRL94wOyNQyrpbIoHQA89rAxBidRilIRSJuP16AaYMeh2vQisN9LXeEAEWJPjZ2JxlVvspkxReMKSQ0BGxeVusBvRQU-j6UL-0Nq/s400/100_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375562051148323378" border="0" /></a><br /><br />That Sunday after Garretts Farewell, Josh, Ian, and I headed to the airport to go to the Oregon Coast to meet up with Josh's family. It was Ian's second time being on a plane. He did really well, Josh and I were so proud of him. He was a big flirt with the flight attendant.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwXwkvmSPvyVPOgCuvb31BcbmI7SRCocNBzThjXZgPGMpIXDd_Xz_GQTLuiB2JrT6ePt4KVSI-L-hyug1R1Xaqml7vaRjzmoYasskMTmhokzL3Zeu1UlHIIhOnZ9GSNHwbvyqp3xqnfu3i/s1600-h/S6301027.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwXwkvmSPvyVPOgCuvb31BcbmI7SRCocNBzThjXZgPGMpIXDd_Xz_GQTLuiB2JrT6ePt4KVSI-L-hyug1R1Xaqml7vaRjzmoYasskMTmhokzL3Zeu1UlHIIhOnZ9GSNHwbvyqp3xqnfu3i/s400/S6301027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375563417531334962" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We got to Depoe Bay, OR and stayed in these beautiful condos (thanks to my mother in laws friend Karen). We shared our condo with Josh's sister, Monica and her family, while my parents-in-law shared theirs with Josh's other sister, Kallee and her family. We had so much fun together. Our view was just incredible overlooking the ocean. I was able to spend two days out on the deck relaxing and reading (thanks to one night of my son keeping me up all night, and the next day Josh getting food poisoning).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMmabbkTRXiBsmRlEaYWdJRZtUjxR7kWohgTa2iGaPM02ekXsuYh9gbvGBDUa7iwJ98bTFmmMMXbab98XJEPljs8WsEc1pT69c6xXaVFaJ73DnPz-SqMAZsAz18u-BepPgd4sIrv1l982d/s1600-h/S6301055.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMmabbkTRXiBsmRlEaYWdJRZtUjxR7kWohgTa2iGaPM02ekXsuYh9gbvGBDUa7iwJ98bTFmmMMXbab98XJEPljs8WsEc1pT69c6xXaVFaJ73DnPz-SqMAZsAz18u-BepPgd4sIrv1l982d/s400/S6301055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375567628931037666" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_aSIpm7_EZCw-tG8FSBujRc_xcWjaSF_28QYWp9UffXaW_o9DdcI-c3P2Gp-EgLxaoxhuh5z3ff3BFGM-vHJMMe69Vq3cf5kMKjjCHgJa5c5iODSXtjhy58JT2UtHRvVrlAqis38-57AZ/s1600-h/S6301052.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_aSIpm7_EZCw-tG8FSBujRc_xcWjaSF_28QYWp9UffXaW_o9DdcI-c3P2Gp-EgLxaoxhuh5z3ff3BFGM-vHJMMe69Vq3cf5kMKjjCHgJa5c5iODSXtjhy58JT2UtHRvVrlAqis38-57AZ/s400/S6301052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375593237540386498" border="0" /></a><br />The view from our deck.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzCIaJkCHS30Mq_C7Xf-CKeCgSyNPNOX9GaYAXntmN6CmPtmnNu-cKEmItLm8oOO_-RAa9kYC0m7SoUKQZInaJ1QHhqYw5w6v1ICwjQnAHUbw-JbwTDrsUmgtAbAOLAuRavzFQWwElE-K9/s1600-h/S6301038.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzCIaJkCHS30Mq_C7Xf-CKeCgSyNPNOX9GaYAXntmN6CmPtmnNu-cKEmItLm8oOO_-RAa9kYC0m7SoUKQZInaJ1QHhqYw5w6v1ICwjQnAHUbw-JbwTDrsUmgtAbAOLAuRavzFQWwElE-K9/s400/S6301038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375567952462439074" border="0" /></a><br />We spent a lot of time swimming in the pool. We also got to see whales out swimming in the ocean while we were swimming in the pool.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiklELIBflfxBW3Ss-X05ACkVygMr56Zah5YB4R0xiUksjnCmKGowRh8QJZHokXeXgs5FuuUL7ag6R5wjIclr8ko-K1IYBKFvQgEKuz1gAnbnihfnlADge912J2cm2lHWRvdySRpNkVwoen/s1600-h/S6301040.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiklELIBflfxBW3Ss-X05ACkVygMr56Zah5YB4R0xiUksjnCmKGowRh8QJZHokXeXgs5FuuUL7ag6R5wjIclr8ko-K1IYBKFvQgEKuz1gAnbnihfnlADge912J2cm2lHWRvdySRpNkVwoen/s400/S6301040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375568173428167250" border="0" /></a><br />Josh enjoying the pool ;-)<br /><br />Just for you Kells!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsrNUUNUJSB5GyEk1im6ZnxgLEFMxWv_wrGUEXr3YIkeZfPmX4CeCI_tBfbfrcrKx3TJPSBh9Mmg-Fr8fje1-bqxwyHx3d_ndz5tf-N60VNez9C1GubfPknQSECdyi2nh59dYvnZ4BQl7E/s1600-h/S6301123.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsrNUUNUJSB5GyEk1im6ZnxgLEFMxWv_wrGUEXr3YIkeZfPmX4CeCI_tBfbfrcrKx3TJPSBh9Mmg-Fr8fje1-bqxwyHx3d_ndz5tf-N60VNez9C1GubfPknQSECdyi2nh59dYvnZ4BQl7E/s400/S6301123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375572610272655266" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZUEp3LcjEGGHEM4NFnAcIrnpNSeKeRFHevdmLE66WlS-bNZmK0uaDlhpAXQlVIwLodKjIbUte8a5CxziKqQdnApzZcibTbAG8luSWt5JtuCTDGfYHj4Ts8cMfb_wi3PPV6zjmB2AxAd_4/s1600-h/S6301188.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZUEp3LcjEGGHEM4NFnAcIrnpNSeKeRFHevdmLE66WlS-bNZmK0uaDlhpAXQlVIwLodKjIbUte8a5CxziKqQdnApzZcibTbAG8luSWt5JtuCTDGfYHj4Ts8cMfb_wi3PPV6zjmB2AxAd_4/s400/S6301188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375573185124646210" border="0" /></a><br />A picture of my two handsome guys.<br /><br />Our last day we were there we went crabbing. You do a lot of waiting while you wait for the crabs to come into the net, so the girls didn't stick around long while the guys hung out on the pier.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq6bdJpJNek9UYbmp6bsoC-JS7KCzv7wUIdY8Q1Xnf6lwut3SSonP_706kG1Vyqdf5dFZwOTLCBTnqGypmQEm-__8bFQ-IA2rgIN2NEJi_i7t9vkE5hscGC0kQNBcw7Ze5BOn5GxcHD9Uw/s1600-h/S6301263.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq6bdJpJNek9UYbmp6bsoC-JS7KCzv7wUIdY8Q1Xnf6lwut3SSonP_706kG1Vyqdf5dFZwOTLCBTnqGypmQEm-__8bFQ-IA2rgIN2NEJi_i7t9vkE5hscGC0kQNBcw7Ze5BOn5GxcHD9Uw/s400/S6301263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375583068069233906" border="0" /></a><br />Yep, they caught a turkey leg! Way to go guys! Just kidding it was just the bait.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNw_qzuMD76O3Fgv7jmGCmJN4dVSIFApVZjLGY2Z_OEiDTDIQ6GbOl679DDAtKIPUWRGWehLigy4ZsSMfUBRNAZgvzCi_iPi5voDamGrBxd2IR8yQHyj2r6Oo7gmPOLNO34GogugwmOyro/s1600-h/S6301275.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNw_qzuMD76O3Fgv7jmGCmJN4dVSIFApVZjLGY2Z_OEiDTDIQ6GbOl679DDAtKIPUWRGWehLigy4ZsSMfUBRNAZgvzCi_iPi5voDamGrBxd2IR8yQHyj2r6Oo7gmPOLNO34GogugwmOyro/s400/S6301275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375585457722584530" border="0" /></a><br />J-mont's crab :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzvdOVbeL5rZx48S8KYVqgGdh0SydZ5TO9BICNAAG9RcBEQMMbbNeC5Y_oV1FvRPvJqRcI9vtOCFAOanDRdoTfTNZWYLAeePeV-fbMNTODiokVh4SgfHWCniw1hyphenhyphencdPO-Q4iGj1SNVIz5c/s1600-h/S6301274.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzvdOVbeL5rZx48S8KYVqgGdh0SydZ5TO9BICNAAG9RcBEQMMbbNeC5Y_oV1FvRPvJqRcI9vtOCFAOanDRdoTfTNZWYLAeePeV-fbMNTODiokVh4SgfHWCniw1hyphenhyphencdPO-Q4iGj1SNVIz5c/s400/S6301274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375583338274991026" border="0" /></a><br />I think I can...I think I can....I got nothin'.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizlvSEEnD-NlnUhyphenhyphenF8DU2GiXjLiolQROW9N9_Z9LTlx3PBLVe6q1nvvckS0OFnLoHYGl2mUgOIDku7Uo1w8j5HHEMYWdu24SKRaAN2DhcaZkw7aDnyDFFHo1hbJJ0OuMBioSOjK6bt8ZqT/s1600-h/S6301272.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizlvSEEnD-NlnUhyphenhyphenF8DU2GiXjLiolQROW9N9_Z9LTlx3PBLVe6q1nvvckS0OFnLoHYGl2mUgOIDku7Uo1w8j5HHEMYWdu24SKRaAN2DhcaZkw7aDnyDFFHo1hbJJ0OuMBioSOjK6bt8ZqT/s400/S6301272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375583658333903122" border="0" /></a><br />Marley got a pink starfish, we had to throw it back :-(<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoK_AVYC1VAYwf9Pb0-jXjJpqBowWwUJwezmwoSyUEhi-Yp9pmRuMb4mztyQKib3Qb4pkL0WLlqnr5KabbYMsELghs4gZLYu32E2B7lWOI0cDk4S9HmYMt6ZaSJd-2Jxh16DEGfV1ZD59B/s1600-h/S6301291.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoK_AVYC1VAYwf9Pb0-jXjJpqBowWwUJwezmwoSyUEhi-Yp9pmRuMb4mztyQKib3Qb4pkL0WLlqnr5KabbYMsELghs4gZLYu32E2B7lWOI0cDk4S9HmYMt6ZaSJd-2Jxh16DEGfV1ZD59B/s400/S6301291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375586731643261426" border="0" /></a><br />After about 10 days of vacation we headed back to Spokane (Ian did great on the flight back), and drove from there back to good old Ogden Utah. After two days of being home all my family came to see Garrett off to the MTC. We had a big family dinner the night before, it was a blast sitting and visiting with everyone<br />.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiHv3pzUg77JF-xJSfddXpasjo3TmBCDNJgC3_2DhORruqlBW0vMOlSVtQDEHMFeEd4TDcbEJUz7FoJYZvyqj_G24QjKeQJ210nDgu0LiyYpD70dA7aUIzHcdxySjjznLddmL5fRgLzK12/s1600-h/S6301342.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiHv3pzUg77JF-xJSfddXpasjo3TmBCDNJgC3_2DhORruqlBW0vMOlSVtQDEHMFeEd4TDcbEJUz7FoJYZvyqj_G24QjKeQJ210nDgu0LiyYpD70dA7aUIzHcdxySjjznLddmL5fRgLzK12/s400/S6301342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375588224725853330" border="0" /></a><br />It was so hard to say see ya later to Garrett. He has such an incredible spirit about him, I'm so glad he is my younger brother. I don't think I have cried that hard in a while. Poor Ian kept looking at me like I was crazy! It was good to see Garrett go at the same time because I know what he will be doing for the next two years and I couldn't be prouder of him.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeSK007E7y5F81Wdn8PZc-zeWJhwuNB-ISLonhRQ4c62EWhfEvhgpoqsRXJDTcb_yMH8AMa5bYBlR2yTQX2yWW6AG-nJw0ymjM0UwbO2wDeUNdZWUvSlPRI-MFID4vD1RRx9kYO6HldEib/s1600-h/S6301352.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeSK007E7y5F81Wdn8PZc-zeWJhwuNB-ISLonhRQ4c62EWhfEvhgpoqsRXJDTcb_yMH8AMa5bYBlR2yTQX2yWW6AG-nJw0ymjM0UwbO2wDeUNdZWUvSlPRI-MFID4vD1RRx9kYO6HldEib/s400/S6301352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375588570991154978" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well if you are still reading this, you really must be a true friend. HAHA! This long even for me. Well hope you will join us as our next adventures should take us to California. See-ya next time. ;-)spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-75121389394711234442009-06-23T21:46:00.014-06:002009-07-16T22:02:23.807-06:00Slip and SlideThis is for the Hawks family. Well and anyone else who needs a good laugh. I have to apologize for the witches cackle that you will hear through this video. I didn't realize you would hear me so well when I was videoing (I thank my mother for passing that cackle down to me). So if nothing else you can laugh at my laugh. We went out to Roosevelt to visit my sister in law Autumn and her family. We had so much fun while we were out there. Uncle Ben pulled out the slip and slide for all the kids. We tried to get Josh to go, but he wouldn't give in. Finally he said he would go if Grandma went. Grandma April.......<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzwaw3qiSQn4g468U4Ah9xgCPmS62rH2XvTuYvO2pkMpOvMwR6kkNIiHEuXJS_8BhPryKMCswQFceAcvGDqhw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />We love you April!!! Thanks for letting us come play Autumn and Ben, we had a great time!! Can't wait to come out again!<br />Here are a few pictures from our visit.<br />This was the hiking group who headed up the mountain behind them.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw7JANG3wiCKaek6_16BZ_Qa3oPuPpIQeV-im9KzVLV_GRnqn0SWPLYwqs3qeB77g-jtiQ9T_G2s3qJiCtAbJjfgcO6pYECWCRvSLq-yD20shiNRr-7IyguwFZ7Ep02S8BlVzysrzI-abE/s1600-h/S6300681.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw7JANG3wiCKaek6_16BZ_Qa3oPuPpIQeV-im9KzVLV_GRnqn0SWPLYwqs3qeB77g-jtiQ9T_G2s3qJiCtAbJjfgcO6pYECWCRvSLq-yD20shiNRr-7IyguwFZ7Ep02S8BlVzysrzI-abE/s400/S6300681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359260777983942626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here are the happy hikers almost to the top.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYtTJrdoT9w8UuOvUGN_kzHGtrtawwbtc3mSuqAPBekzL9J9bU3PZ2hVHZq9CDVx2kwqRkZkw-mcLRVWzrYN1wMUaeo3iG1YyH4RAX9X0KBPpFeNkDGB06-OMcR8gIgbS-KpYwokWX52Yi/s1600-h/S6300687.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYtTJrdoT9w8UuOvUGN_kzHGtrtawwbtc3mSuqAPBekzL9J9bU3PZ2hVHZq9CDVx2kwqRkZkw-mcLRVWzrYN1wMUaeo3iG1YyH4RAX9X0KBPpFeNkDGB06-OMcR8gIgbS-KpYwokWX52Yi/s400/S6300687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359262890233350722" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Josh and Kiersten enjoying some watermelon! Hang in there Kierst!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWR0umXKj-wIHylUJVBgM5QCQFOo1HM6wKTJF-MzMpaZdXaMdJ86muSZ5MxHxhlFuhZi0NYreL4Hx2fIDpx4x-bJIbx4EOiAw8Nn323fJiZjsAzSBlhibwRV_8n_xc_Qpv8FQSP0hxFPUa/s1600-h/S6300713.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWR0umXKj-wIHylUJVBgM5QCQFOo1HM6wKTJF-MzMpaZdXaMdJ86muSZ5MxHxhlFuhZi0NYreL4Hx2fIDpx4x-bJIbx4EOiAw8Nn323fJiZjsAzSBlhibwRV_8n_xc_Qpv8FQSP0hxFPUa/s400/S6300713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359260991126745346" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is just a personal high point for me watching my hubby go down the slip and slide with the kids.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZx3yxz0KgrrvhUKmxRlE_pPV0jS_M8M_6tVkvkPEzhsDNY7tf0wyVu0HW-BLelT3X49Ly0NASJ0XUh3ejQMh5Q3mXXUT36tXompVfvih8wq-7QIK7wTeB3srranggyQvA8EAMrGXYtbI1/s1600-h/S6300768.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZx3yxz0KgrrvhUKmxRlE_pPV0jS_M8M_6tVkvkPEzhsDNY7tf0wyVu0HW-BLelT3X49Ly0NASJ0XUh3ejQMh5Q3mXXUT36tXompVfvih8wq-7QIK7wTeB3srranggyQvA8EAMrGXYtbI1/s400/S6300768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359261554870585538" border="0" /></a><br /><br />All of us playing "Capture the Flag".<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtBzkyKonOjAq7U-fluWAMxXFOJ9YUf0aop-BNjPhqvnaMit9l-qL4SmNU56bMwRB1TNKKyJLtKXmS9FjHbwUbiCM0h1L8FC3OLIC9V4xtG8UcQcKQpOznua-rk0Rk7jO1Ul8OleJPTtU/s1600-h/S6300777.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtBzkyKonOjAq7U-fluWAMxXFOJ9YUf0aop-BNjPhqvnaMit9l-qL4SmNU56bMwRB1TNKKyJLtKXmS9FjHbwUbiCM0h1L8FC3OLIC9V4xtG8UcQcKQpOznua-rk0Rk7jO1Ul8OleJPTtU/s400/S6300777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359261344009736178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />E-bear and Grandma April playing horsey.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUbqImxPmThsMlLnxnDiclLfln7g_pHGKmhH8oQzLZdT3I85upXoon47Su-fouQB3qw5C7J7XPHaKSelcqqhoqC_0WqtF8dhIPitpN73mCS7mQpigZSM2YU21BX-4gj2nrExrOgYskWRFU/s1600-h/S6300722.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUbqImxPmThsMlLnxnDiclLfln7g_pHGKmhH8oQzLZdT3I85upXoon47Su-fouQB3qw5C7J7XPHaKSelcqqhoqC_0WqtF8dhIPitpN73mCS7mQpigZSM2YU21BX-4gj2nrExrOgYskWRFU/s400/S6300722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359262019329854898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The boys in blue! Ian, Dylan, and Bowdy<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxzFSUygdg9Gl2dn97zyct2_IdX5Iji6QoTz6aC3PpEmx5FYTKovTBB4pCbYZpWdArpTqCbI8pWQQouF96Xzw3Wdm5032EDLogQPpqUzK9aNfxqA74XzN0eXUxGg2zwYelskoG2CDykuo/s1600-h/S6300665.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxzFSUygdg9Gl2dn97zyct2_IdX5Iji6QoTz6aC3PpEmx5FYTKovTBB4pCbYZpWdArpTqCbI8pWQQouF96Xzw3Wdm5032EDLogQPpqUzK9aNfxqA74XzN0eXUxGg2zwYelskoG2CDykuo/s400/S6300665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359263163260718066" border="0" /></a><br /><br />All the cutie kiddos before we had to leave.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJl7dJUiuN7mo8WU1Jm000l8u4SSma5q09qTeqC4z4ogPvjGxpw9wDLJY9N54qTazzXls9vDOOvSryRw7qahETJtOaVCfCL6kSwvQFpYdIwO_GLAQQpfKGwpjcU9rP9yTpkBd-vFI4KlZW/s1600-h/S6300802.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJl7dJUiuN7mo8WU1Jm000l8u4SSma5q09qTeqC4z4ogPvjGxpw9wDLJY9N54qTazzXls9vDOOvSryRw7qahETJtOaVCfCL6kSwvQFpYdIwO_GLAQQpfKGwpjcU9rP9yTpkBd-vFI4KlZW/s400/S6300802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359262500432301282" border="0" /></a>spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-86178812459675015802009-06-20T23:43:00.035-06:002009-06-22T23:40:34.656-06:00New York, London, and ParisOkay so four years later, I'm blogging again. Mainly for the purpose of family and friends who haven't heard about my trip or seen pictures. We took over 800 pictures so I did the very minimum highlights. Josh and I were given the opportunity to go with his sister, Monica, her husband Danny, their two oldest boys, Daniel and Derrik, a couple, Chris and Linda (Danny and Monica's friends) and my incredible traveling father in law, Monty, on a 5 day trip. Our trip started out Monday night at midnight flying from Salt Lake to New York City. Below is all of us at JFK airport at 7am. We had to be back to the airport by 4pm to catch our flight to London.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9rTZawGQgTwdYsWmNd8Z1euJ-0396GZAM44SpLFH9IcZMfZHRZ9j3BYhEMxhAKG8WD_-HUfgeoqKjlBtk-rWshm482pfCGybPyUrE_CeOvtPnqO4D36U835EjZbyjSyE8BVVxmILbPzs/s1600-h/FIL2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9rTZawGQgTwdYsWmNd8Z1euJ-0396GZAM44SpLFH9IcZMfZHRZ9j3BYhEMxhAKG8WD_-HUfgeoqKjlBtk-rWshm482pfCGybPyUrE_CeOvtPnqO4D36U835EjZbyjSyE8BVVxmILbPzs/s400/FIL2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349659575657891426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was me first stepping out of the subway station onto 42nd Street. Also known as Times Square. It truly was one of the most amazing places I have ever been. I really don't know how anyone looks strait ahead, there is so much above you to look at.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhshz2u-aVUrNbIdVtUj-VqrmtQoOy5E-LnYycGZN2-FNoJ3oJT8kuozotJVm9wD5wPWoe6ExVcbhKxyfgQId4n4mXScsSb6JoGnVmHVJoDX9XeXDTFzcOKpepPoBx-Y6EUG5RlHYlOZn3/s1600-h/FIL7.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhshz2u-aVUrNbIdVtUj-VqrmtQoOy5E-LnYycGZN2-FNoJ3oJT8kuozotJVm9wD5wPWoe6ExVcbhKxyfgQId4n4mXScsSb6JoGnVmHVJoDX9XeXDTFzcOKpepPoBx-Y6EUG5RlHYlOZn3/s320/FIL7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349655145063308178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here is the whole crew in Times Square. We had met up with some missionaries headed to the Manhattan Temple. They told us it was just a few blocks down. 29 blocks later, we saw the temple.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGTljV0q6YQ4IuebI0fFYjDXqvORX_W1g61uLjSrWCnfW2OePuGggRIuWT3SvJk6Pps23trWkD3hM0DbKgIrf-IPTizrUyfV7Q3TQKhTzMg7TBCN8R6h2wxDt5SYtb_L-xs9hY4VX2iaiB/s1600-h/FIL23.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGTljV0q6YQ4IuebI0fFYjDXqvORX_W1g61uLjSrWCnfW2OePuGggRIuWT3SvJk6Pps23trWkD3hM0DbKgIrf-IPTizrUyfV7Q3TQKhTzMg7TBCN8R6h2wxDt5SYtb_L-xs9hY4VX2iaiB/s400/FIL23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349656076971136578" border="0" /></a><br />Monica and I were so excited to see the Wicked billboard. One day Mon's we will go see it! One day!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCGfdkQwQ-FDgYwIzdmkpWkE5e4gB0V_9U5OssTHXhXy9FnIYKlqy7ebVDYSa28YSaftBjTLVXeFvmGcZmTlhVG5iWK64Re5aG-Z16dUYQa7-A-a7arpBcGYfqM6Rr_eig1vU9W8_GTdSo/s1600-h/FIL24.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCGfdkQwQ-FDgYwIzdmkpWkE5e4gB0V_9U5OssTHXhXy9FnIYKlqy7ebVDYSa28YSaftBjTLVXeFvmGcZmTlhVG5iWK64Re5aG-Z16dUYQa7-A-a7arpBcGYfqM6Rr_eig1vU9W8_GTdSo/s400/FIL24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349656599606263650" border="0" /></a><br />So we lost quite a few of our New York pictures which I am so sad about. We stopped in Central Park and had a hot dog for lunch. (Thanks Danny for this picture). We also got to see Radio City Music Hall, Rockafeller Center, and of course the Avenue which I feel like I should have been born on...5th Avenue. I got to see my top favorite designer stores and was drooling worse than my teething son.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSheRXohSOTNLI45Y3sK1IWEAQ0LVghCjOCe6rjsDGEg3h7PfBm1rFu_NOKvGSGe-ESyRU3WJm3AJSA2-VFzxxxgNboUJQZLvkDgJs8AST_LGNCqHM0sPFQudvqJv3PbecvjiDYkrzFun7/s1600-h/15670022.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSheRXohSOTNLI45Y3sK1IWEAQ0LVghCjOCe6rjsDGEg3h7PfBm1rFu_NOKvGSGe-ESyRU3WJm3AJSA2-VFzxxxgNboUJQZLvkDgJs8AST_LGNCqHM0sPFQudvqJv3PbecvjiDYkrzFun7/s400/15670022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349659368416979762" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Once back at the airport our flight left at 6pm. We arrived Tuesday morning at 7am in London England. It was nice and rainy for us. Nothing new as it had poured on us in New York. We got some breakfast and headed off to see the sights of London.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhACF8zC0t9Hc5-A_YHhl8jVv5gg51EMgsfgEv9YCgJaBgPiJD2zXf0hLhKYjZAFmajOW4bOlefPDS3g7lYlM8W0O4vzy2Ppf90okq7Fe8bZsO_Q_9HkBP-zhaUkdRn5XiLhCQHCu_ml80b/s1600-h/15660004.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhACF8zC0t9Hc5-A_YHhl8jVv5gg51EMgsfgEv9YCgJaBgPiJD2zXf0hLhKYjZAFmajOW4bOlefPDS3g7lYlM8W0O4vzy2Ppf90okq7Fe8bZsO_Q_9HkBP-zhaUkdRn5XiLhCQHCu_ml80b/s400/15660004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349659841831018466" border="0" /></a><br />I had been wanting to see the red phone booth and was so excited when I found one, until I opened it and it smelled of urine. Well so much for that.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLv6_21AhI09vz49-FnhmIae8d8hyphenhyphenfkiUrPfg7Jr3_TFdqcsL99ZNG_ULpBzw9Dx6HxFne_Al_w827v7Pjn70mN5L3h-bINIMvs-xFCk9vOdTlEhUWf64YuI2CLMbsh8aA7UQmWveTiysH/s1600-h/FIL203.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLv6_21AhI09vz49-FnhmIae8d8hyphenhyphenfkiUrPfg7Jr3_TFdqcsL99ZNG_ULpBzw9Dx6HxFne_Al_w827v7Pjn70mN5L3h-bINIMvs-xFCk9vOdTlEhUWf64YuI2CLMbsh8aA7UQmWveTiysH/s400/FIL203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349660268223740178" border="0" /></a><br />After wandering around, everyone went into the museum at Trafalgar Square while Josh and I sat outside on the steps and fell asleep. Afterwards we hopped on a bus that took us on a tour of London.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjq1QUYc7F9mNSQ7Cyg9PVjC1DWM12l5jrWM6SeQvqRMMQI6JKjJjDHF9aUqixdIhttc1xJarDl5oyz_0JAzCQau1OC4iY3b2qFldo5fg0hdNAl24q-dWjkXWT-uZHMjTZKMjavEsj1Bv/s1600-h/FIL223.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjq1QUYc7F9mNSQ7Cyg9PVjC1DWM12l5jrWM6SeQvqRMMQI6JKjJjDHF9aUqixdIhttc1xJarDl5oyz_0JAzCQau1OC4iY3b2qFldo5fg0hdNAl24q-dWjkXWT-uZHMjTZKMjavEsj1Bv/s400/FIL223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349661391906515266" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64ZOUcii8BYYTTg_T7utvIfmHxBJhNi3za7tbh6MCfXCzWmfrE7-W6Ht_tJsFpShFNtti0cZcNWYo1_sR7GfYvbO-TiAs-IZm4vz2neD4iH-jicn7ip-THSpUxr8TjL6ILiak_VY2lMEN/s1600-h/15660008.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64ZOUcii8BYYTTg_T7utvIfmHxBJhNi3za7tbh6MCfXCzWmfrE7-W6Ht_tJsFpShFNtti0cZcNWYo1_sR7GfYvbO-TiAs-IZm4vz2neD4iH-jicn7ip-THSpUxr8TjL6ILiak_VY2lMEN/s400/15660008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349661639755896050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Unfortunately below is what happened to most of us once we got on the bus. I think jet lag kicked in. Sadly for me I really don't remember the rest of London. Luckily Josh got some good shots so I was able to see pictures of what I missed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHwnbkhdN5tVgSMjXponEQtDzbuo3eSpOv00Q0R0GPRX0frkGGSa3js_QTF1D4kYNYX84XNfN_qLYFTVzT1UOBjLYOa03Qb-e2N5Ss6Fzmq27p4MjutYoZhzjBHSAuK7zExu5OxjczBofO/s1600-h/FIL248.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHwnbkhdN5tVgSMjXponEQtDzbuo3eSpOv00Q0R0GPRX0frkGGSa3js_QTF1D4kYNYX84XNfN_qLYFTVzT1UOBjLYOa03Qb-e2N5Ss6Fzmq27p4MjutYoZhzjBHSAuK7zExu5OxjczBofO/s400/FIL248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349660564026955106" border="0" /></a><br />After the bus breaking down and us having to catch another bus, then getting wrong directions from a few of the Brits we climbed into taxi's and headed to our hotel. I remember my bed and my pillow. :-) The next morning we got up at 4am and headed to the train station to catch the 5am train headed to Paris, France.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-dFY3KfISsNqJmKsVRnUG_bnkS5wPQwvwgbALn2nf1rymmmPYcIkMblEx9DY8-4hyj5s5nEvrjmTrdG07QBgmFRltVC8dbzosdQFKWhknKv9659zLnKJ9zAJgYLIOpI68IAAe9lgA-hiQ/s1600-h/FIL261.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-dFY3KfISsNqJmKsVRnUG_bnkS5wPQwvwgbALn2nf1rymmmPYcIkMblEx9DY8-4hyj5s5nEvrjmTrdG07QBgmFRltVC8dbzosdQFKWhknKv9659zLnKJ9zAJgYLIOpI68IAAe9lgA-hiQ/s400/FIL261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349661862894592354" border="0" /></a><br />Can I just say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE Paris! I had such an amazing time there. We spent two days in Paris. Starting out getting lost in the ghetto of St. Denis which is a (GHETTO) suburb of Paris. Then walked for about an hour to our hotel. We finally got to set our backpacks down! YAY! Then we were off to the heart of Paris. We started out at the Arc De Triomphe.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiCADGDt_xPqjnq70lbKk1RWtEcm4Bnk_Ru6FruQ3mrHNUpPHdNgXBaHACSgr4fWf992r3kiW3sidsbS9mgcrW21mPOdqhGYeuNimNoLfLYyixi5dxJw7gZIrrp4CRH3J44pGlegjlzwrW/s1600-h/FIL282.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiCADGDt_xPqjnq70lbKk1RWtEcm4Bnk_Ru6FruQ3mrHNUpPHdNgXBaHACSgr4fWf992r3kiW3sidsbS9mgcrW21mPOdqhGYeuNimNoLfLYyixi5dxJw7gZIrrp4CRH3J44pGlegjlzwrW/s400/FIL282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349662488645253938" border="0" /></a><br />Next we headed to the Eiffel Tower. We got to climb that big ol' tower. What was it Mon's, 500 flights???? :-) So I found out that the first flight of stairs totaled 38. The second set that we climbed totaled 19. Yeah that's pretty close to 500. :-) It was one of the most amazing sights I have ever seen at the top. Well you can't climb to the very top, but the top meaning as high as they let you go, which is about in the middle of the tower.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXO3_tmChyphenhyphenpWvWargX9jVUVzgbbcl43XSve9PXAni_l0jz-IZN3jKhgqDO0lyRJiJySP_nX_jKd7W_ZP7V7J8PxHVB1Ul6N3t4fOOz0WBTOm33hn6CJi5wCvTt8d1A75WKegMZNS5S70D3/s1600-h/FIL299.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXO3_tmChyphenhyphenpWvWargX9jVUVzgbbcl43XSve9PXAni_l0jz-IZN3jKhgqDO0lyRJiJySP_nX_jKd7W_ZP7V7J8PxHVB1Ul6N3t4fOOz0WBTOm33hn6CJi5wCvTt8d1A75WKegMZNS5S70D3/s400/FIL299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349663415202544866" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxcpSySC1iCm-X5L9u7Z0ey9mXYq9NVX4NDrbxouRA64f9HGHgPTd6z6So9gJilabu5RKvZI7hGOe9TyZWB_t15G6iuFxFIEn70VR52IkCSnp9XQcpV7yJEaTYar2wvlQz0luTN2AFgQ5/s1600-h/S6300509.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxcpSySC1iCm-X5L9u7Z0ey9mXYq9NVX4NDrbxouRA64f9HGHgPTd6z6So9gJilabu5RKvZI7hGOe9TyZWB_t15G6iuFxFIEn70VR52IkCSnp9XQcpV7yJEaTYar2wvlQz0luTN2AFgQ5/s400/S6300509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376698402086434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />The second day of our trip we headed over to the Louvre. I have to admit the first hour that I spent there was I was pretty bored. All Josh wanted to see was the Mona Lisa and the Venus De Milo statue. All I really wanted to see was the Napolean Apartments (which are inside the Louvre). We ended up going a second time that day to the Louvre and I have to say that I became much more fasinated with it. I could go again and really spend a day there. You really can't imagine how much there really is to see.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWRlXk-ZHoLLYJz5D3_N0U9LQbIyjfTsAhGT6l3YomNUjcLaIzM1QNw-FPOfCqoovw0NZuUZhiIaDEaRZza80qZMZ2sd7_vjmAjyTyMoL3dbtojMeaOzMM3uhroafb3LwItH0OQQxicEPl/s1600-h/S6300571.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWRlXk-ZHoLLYJz5D3_N0U9LQbIyjfTsAhGT6l3YomNUjcLaIzM1QNw-FPOfCqoovw0NZuUZhiIaDEaRZza80qZMZ2sd7_vjmAjyTyMoL3dbtojMeaOzMM3uhroafb3LwItH0OQQxicEPl/s400/S6300571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350364316656715490" border="0" /></a></div>Us just taking a breather at the Louvre.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMP6X6rNmRSKIhzJ9GFA8BXAGdTOYlg0uWuCGWGxvC6RCnsXzgp89w2U42CZANHEoca40rv_oQuqgRPV64LahnRevAWJbX05RblmaVhiKegUIVyZ0h_6yp8DKbjf3zzdtW4YgusMHWFEUH/s1600-h/S6300617.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMP6X6rNmRSKIhzJ9GFA8BXAGdTOYlg0uWuCGWGxvC6RCnsXzgp89w2U42CZANHEoca40rv_oQuqgRPV64LahnRevAWJbX05RblmaVhiKegUIVyZ0h_6yp8DKbjf3zzdtW4YgusMHWFEUH/s400/S6300617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350364065442046978" border="0" /></a><br />My favorite part of the whole Louvre. The Napolean Apartments. Everything has been left the same since Napolean the 3rd (Napolean Bonaparte's nephew) lived here. It truly was an incredible sight.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOWXz43C_4skJQbVFRsLLoKQ5ChaF4aDO6dNqEJDwSPn3kcy4VcS9JNNtTxpKRzAj0M4uHpyKl8MAafXzctxLmGoGyQrSdiI76PY7rP1kCh0SkcTn92mJ5rCUtKzppxk03M9QcGpRHH02f/s1600-h/FIL427.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOWXz43C_4skJQbVFRsLLoKQ5ChaF4aDO6dNqEJDwSPn3kcy4VcS9JNNtTxpKRzAj0M4uHpyKl8MAafXzctxLmGoGyQrSdiI76PY7rP1kCh0SkcTn92mJ5rCUtKzppxk03M9QcGpRHH02f/s400/FIL427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350375908476942562" border="0" /></a><br />Below was our boat we took a tour on. It took us up and down the Seine River where we saw everything over and over again, it was nice to relax our feet.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOh0-8S2aWhNxlpGLmiogcUi6qoWVE2KJ-dM16QyMgYbOxSiy_6Eu60ioQFml1nA1IrA5a6bpskNESoJGdB8MSQVCtGD7xGsp4EK1qbSxSYkY5vcObyFSSNd0K-uzBJpMZK4017V88ezM/s1600-h/S6300519.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOh0-8S2aWhNxlpGLmiogcUi6qoWVE2KJ-dM16QyMgYbOxSiy_6Eu60ioQFml1nA1IrA5a6bpskNESoJGdB8MSQVCtGD7xGsp4EK1qbSxSYkY5vcObyFSSNd0K-uzBJpMZK4017V88ezM/s400/S6300519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376418579746738" border="0" /></a><br />And finally for our most favorite place... Notre Dame. Yep we ended up back here 6 different times. Mainly because we loved watching the Gypsies try to get money from anyone that spoke english, as well as the crepe stand down the street where we stuffed our faces. Yes my husband did walk around with his back hunched calling out "Sanctuary". My nephew Derrik really got into the action by tying his sweatshirt around his head and walking up to each member of our group with a white note asking us if we spoke english. Yeah......we had FUN!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg16bBYjbvu_ViHz5KR4AyT9OKZX6b7amLXtIagrt5eehXUCXcmDod3X6j5WVoj1IM_d1AqqlfjFys_pSr7vrleDqFwIfqvgEdSNZUN6pJRUzHMcKTHdWpxF4QuHKrJlppHRnUHCLmZEwkS/s1600-h/S6300545.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg16bBYjbvu_ViHz5KR4AyT9OKZX6b7amLXtIagrt5eehXUCXcmDod3X6j5WVoj1IM_d1AqqlfjFys_pSr7vrleDqFwIfqvgEdSNZUN6pJRUzHMcKTHdWpxF4QuHKrJlppHRnUHCLmZEwkS/s400/S6300545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350387428350966050" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_Jkro5rlV6KdNprnh0pBHqqa018JzU9AYQmdOX21K7zkCW2Aq0TWBs4irj8_w3SElr-D4_6xnom2f8emxeJlOnddVGh5UVU3X2T2fjpGbpe66q2TMTCTFwWhOaJji7R_yTCtfRhzE5PY/s1600-h/S6300530.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_Jkro5rlV6KdNprnh0pBHqqa018JzU9AYQmdOX21K7zkCW2Aq0TWBs4irj8_w3SElr-D4_6xnom2f8emxeJlOnddVGh5UVU3X2T2fjpGbpe66q2TMTCTFwWhOaJji7R_yTCtfRhzE5PY/s400/S6300530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350387725878281826" border="0" /></a><br />Saturday morning we were up at 5am to head to the airport to catch our flight. We had crossiants for breakfast and they were truly amazing! I ate 3 and still could have had more. Even though it was a short trip it was the coolest trip of my entire life. Thank you Danny, Monica, and Monty for the best trip EVER! I can't wait for our next adventure! "This way Cosmo's, this way!!!!"<br /><br />Below are some really cool pictures Josh took, so I played with the coloring to make them look professional. Hope you like. :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCazONgyqQCsJNoyEefdlzFvdgdoqSweJQV2EqYhaB0hwy8ACaZu62DCpAkYF9MIdp6KTJbgLumYWNmf2jlEucIUIVA2SL2VTXfqwxS9Tgt99TFt-F3At_Wn17uMH4Hr1GjYbMIkSZa8RN/s1600-h/FIL26.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCazONgyqQCsJNoyEefdlzFvdgdoqSweJQV2EqYhaB0hwy8ACaZu62DCpAkYF9MIdp6KTJbgLumYWNmf2jlEucIUIVA2SL2VTXfqwxS9Tgt99TFt-F3At_Wn17uMH4Hr1GjYbMIkSZa8RN/s400/FIL26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350367888217641394" border="0" /></a><br />Times Square-New York<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPp6QXBop_ATUMxKNFmKI-UeobObnVXBZhwWlpsRqdytBEtgAzrNnU-iyoZOXbKeZg8WfLxIu4b-kb-nbK_bBtkWYZ_XotkmADxo61XgEe4OkcCVJFSlSMptm6ed2OY9SGp08auUhQRQZ/s1600-h/FIL207.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPp6QXBop_ATUMxKNFmKI-UeobObnVXBZhwWlpsRqdytBEtgAzrNnU-iyoZOXbKeZg8WfLxIu4b-kb-nbK_bBtkWYZ_XotkmADxo61XgEe4OkcCVJFSlSMptm6ed2OY9SGp08auUhQRQZ/s400/FIL207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349660941692862290" border="0" /></a><br />Trafalgar Square-London<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRBtYhiDsqpHYn6GC426clhTriDkj8gB7NUhzNGlI9Q1UbsXBGn5D4RlQ1Og_UwksYM02Z6X8G3lteI_tP5dBx8iOOCsePSy8zNe2CBjs0ec05EkWlNtH2b30rLJdYBwU-Rqe_eRsxCivt/s1600-h/S6300504.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRBtYhiDsqpHYn6GC426clhTriDkj8gB7NUhzNGlI9Q1UbsXBGn5D4RlQ1Og_UwksYM02Z6X8G3lteI_tP5dBx8iOOCsePSy8zNe2CBjs0ec05EkWlNtH2b30rLJdYBwU-Rqe_eRsxCivt/s400/S6300504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350365845093480274" border="0" /></a><br />Eiffel Tower<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtii5qc-3mSI8A1ojzOpaed9ifVMuPCC3YgIM734DcBxwf7vtCpZU3a19HpOS1utGFR5A4PIHDHijEDSpxDJ43DIcGHoO04inM0SLDI3ao90_N9ySwQnD1tp7_Fd6nX5t0sbk2cBdY5OaC/s1600-h/FIL359.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtii5qc-3mSI8A1ojzOpaed9ifVMuPCC3YgIM734DcBxwf7vtCpZU3a19HpOS1utGFR5A4PIHDHijEDSpxDJ43DIcGHoO04inM0SLDI3ao90_N9ySwQnD1tp7_Fd6nX5t0sbk2cBdY5OaC/s400/FIL359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350378268041471090" border="0" /></a><br />View from the top of the Eiffel Tower<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEba2fwKSSRRzBJaMshLB8EdO9PBUmTpT0syN7e5iboXSlCfJ24l_lYMeSbWneMoViA0mw3h6GxJN_iPbxq1GxgUB_0PIqog0T8-sG-9tjiRH_AXKInBMM8z9BBR3RtdKzRrKMf1vsoNdJ/s1600-h/S6300566.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEba2fwKSSRRzBJaMshLB8EdO9PBUmTpT0syN7e5iboXSlCfJ24l_lYMeSbWneMoViA0mw3h6GxJN_iPbxq1GxgUB_0PIqog0T8-sG-9tjiRH_AXKInBMM8z9BBR3RtdKzRrKMf1vsoNdJ/s400/S6300566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350367132917733362" border="0" /></a><br />Louvre<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHZaBAGvA2Z-ivcHgH4M6D40oVxFdShrTfiutxitVW-gn1wYe7qWiCn50jNpNn4awUJmQVJxTs7hXkLR-q9gOhDAtngeSjDqz8bMJJJsHLJbzhvjjEW0aGgVXwvGtlFs4NiamElrnkutZp/s1600-h/S6300539.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHZaBAGvA2Z-ivcHgH4M6D40oVxFdShrTfiutxitVW-gn1wYe7qWiCn50jNpNn4awUJmQVJxTs7hXkLR-q9gOhDAtngeSjDqz8bMJJJsHLJbzhvjjEW0aGgVXwvGtlFs4NiamElrnkutZp/s400/S6300539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350365383586383762" border="0" /></a><br />Notre Damespaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-5855448854534682802009-03-17T15:55:00.013-06:002009-03-17T16:44:51.748-06:00Spring BreakSo I have received a few requests for pictures of my Ian Bear, they are random pictures from out trip. This last week we spent Josh's spring break down in St. George. It was such a nice relaxed vacation. I enjoyed every minute. Momma Hawks and I bonded over a sewing machine where she taught me how to sew a skirt. I am so excited to sew some more, I loved it. We didn't have time to finish it, so I am thinking about going back in April to spend some more time with her sewing machine. Josh and I decided to go to Vegas for a day and stay a night in Circus Circus. I was in cheesy game heaven there, I wanted to play everything. I loved winning all the stuffed animals for Ian (which between Josh and I were a ton). Josh and I had a blast, it felt like being a kid again. The best part was going to Fremont Street for my Deep Fried Twinkies. Yes that is my new obsession. Who knew you could clog an artery with one bite. Well if I die from eating one, it was worth it. ;-) We had so much fun and really appreciate Momma Hawks coming with us to watch Ian so we could play. Thanks Momma Hawks for everything, we had such a great time visiting with you and just relaxing. I can't wait to come again and spend more time with everyone. While I was down there I turned Momma Hawks kitchen into a salon. My sister in law Monica came over with her 6 kids, and I did all of their hair except for 2 of my nephews. We talked about getting before and after pictures, but we forgot. Oh well. Another time I suppose. It was so nice to get to do so much hair, I loved it! We also went to the fiesta fun park in St. George and had a great time playing mini-golf with the kids. Okay well Monica, Bryce and I all talked as we walked to each hole the kids played. I got to visit with family, go to lunch with old friends, and just relax. It was a fabulous spring break. Next my travels take me back to Washington at the end of this month. I can't wait to see my family and friends up there.<br /><br />Fiesta Fun Park<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXhMsnWRppbH6E_MkTYYMLEr-uJ8edtIdxPlxhyphenhyphen7Uys58_aFSxNwPkuCpBDkISWFOOj2Bh7ltJsQ69iGP9MBHnetD0w0bMnCz5HeottrKJZs3WfJXr1Uw_l_rHlm63NNyeIZ3wTo_7dgzy/s1600-h/S6303272.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXhMsnWRppbH6E_MkTYYMLEr-uJ8edtIdxPlxhyphenhyphen7Uys58_aFSxNwPkuCpBDkISWFOOj2Bh7ltJsQ69iGP9MBHnetD0w0bMnCz5HeottrKJZs3WfJXr1Uw_l_rHlm63NNyeIZ3wTo_7dgzy/s320/S6303272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289203858265618" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkyrENlFsKgFy5wxLUMXe5V4tCHOM5z1hzvPRsxtetCPs64TaezNdOJQqA-SCquVHa_CoO3VkRpZ0j144RHeCudyTWCsKo-m8WN6ACbXXGq5K22lw_D7Swu_WS5wif2iQyvPXT7m9LSU2/s1600-h/S6303273.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkyrENlFsKgFy5wxLUMXe5V4tCHOM5z1hzvPRsxtetCPs64TaezNdOJQqA-SCquVHa_CoO3VkRpZ0j144RHeCudyTWCsKo-m8WN6ACbXXGq5K22lw_D7Swu_WS5wif2iQyvPXT7m9LSU2/s320/S6303273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289404053002258" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMoHEKkFnl7XlgusLpJqj46XOQgrNWYoDpYfFH2fCERQ2_ALnb6XiVyFwJYHwOzgBosvBdhjhtIV-aDYMWa-mMCkPIa1FFxAKA_6aScq5X-vjsGDMpDcADBPj2juxkT1Ooe3M2BsOe9qB/s1600-h/S6303289.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMoHEKkFnl7XlgusLpJqj46XOQgrNWYoDpYfFH2fCERQ2_ALnb6XiVyFwJYHwOzgBosvBdhjhtIV-aDYMWa-mMCkPIa1FFxAKA_6aScq5X-vjsGDMpDcADBPj2juxkT1Ooe3M2BsOe9qB/s320/S6303289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314291133944292962" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYXX8jPJsCGb-Mkhq-c9bEA1FxOD6qDYqaz8OJZeL12ytkrwHlCyTYH5_m5yPx7z7HVzihCjMItpeWxKzXtm5dm-x-WPb0D8tSpyuszwu0MENcaZ8mexST56HnUN9Xv6K9t6Om5aYFUpFg/s1600-h/S6303274.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYXX8jPJsCGb-Mkhq-c9bEA1FxOD6qDYqaz8OJZeL12ytkrwHlCyTYH5_m5yPx7z7HVzihCjMItpeWxKzXtm5dm-x-WPb0D8tSpyuszwu0MENcaZ8mexST56HnUN9Xv6K9t6Om5aYFUpFg/s320/S6303274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289597565897298" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Vegas! I love the Night Life, I love to Boogey! Oh and the M&M factory too!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkytB_KppHi7wbZeDvm2YA_nmI8iyo0D3UJXCLggsdeJhR2Ge_j6cAP0tT4tfm1RKkat6bChKAhJcqVzY4lS1ubPoUjJ_kTieDaVC4ct7SArtgHhDtBVJp3Tt76poaePcv3sOeTw7ml20J/s1600-h/S6303243.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkytB_KppHi7wbZeDvm2YA_nmI8iyo0D3UJXCLggsdeJhR2Ge_j6cAP0tT4tfm1RKkat6bChKAhJcqVzY4lS1ubPoUjJ_kTieDaVC4ct7SArtgHhDtBVJp3Tt76poaePcv3sOeTw7ml20J/s320/S6303243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314288989542559346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vgpXj3CagNvR3pdzd6UXWLz2cRdnPYsbCc3JvDRFZfhpu-M0O-Gx4xBKtCRZIJL9hRAZCodNZfOtg9LzD5m3iLF9Tw56tGFJSn33zrXRR1-zsAwsWtvMoEE0eo1Zy0bNORZkHFrAVNEz/s1600-h/S6303252.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlfCjZs_slZAMJ2C_nzDemnlU28hPcrMBsJ_omq5Q2SNe8wa83HeZuzd5T0o26nzc1kOg2UnMlVYzy4ytZLxceeJi-84br8mBhQEUTukUqqB2arOAhdSQv5dXJq2CrVXjiYAZdurjVhYuf/s320/S6303291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314282138364376258" border="0" /></a>Ian and his cousin Macey<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidM9e5DjWZVZtNvBpF9ktrE6q2hlU3atwns12-50c-oQCN5sRHdJUV0DUOGhX9VloUSuGvyPKg0en2rd2D7uNC434fkSWaPDDEKCkgLNxX2ajYEsx7R2jznCTvl5qMBcNthwoPChs87pOj/s1600-h/S6303278.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidM9e5DjWZVZtNvBpF9ktrE6q2hlU3atwns12-50c-oQCN5sRHdJUV0DUOGhX9VloUSuGvyPKg0en2rd2D7uNC434fkSWaPDDEKCkgLNxX2ajYEsx7R2jznCTvl5qMBcNthwoPChs87pOj/s320/S6303278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314281934438192658" border="0" /></a>Our little pot-bellied stallion (Josh's nickname)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1p77xCj5t7wzVdtEUyRanGIq3bda4kT6YDd1gWpH-HAFXJEM_HrbULTUqWI5WMdktu4ukhoASF29GJte8WrEoRrInOCXHYGdW3cjPQ-1eJD9P_KnaNDlLIrw7qRgqbPb1yca6th93ZpON/s1600-h/S6303268.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1p77xCj5t7wzVdtEUyRanGIq3bda4kT6YDd1gWpH-HAFXJEM_HrbULTUqWI5WMdktu4ukhoASF29GJte8WrEoRrInOCXHYGdW3cjPQ-1eJD9P_KnaNDlLIrw7qRgqbPb1yca6th93ZpON/s320/S6303268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314281689038137394" border="0" /></a>Family portrait at the Fiesta Fun Park<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMn_puoER5xCbDtKXw97eYbUhz1ktwduqbprmcVvpsC2eHS3IzUjnNS3hR9aP64V-liMSfWEXtar3UWCIvA0Jp8wbqhXQcLz6oeY_4nfqgJjW9UgyxFYqrWgTxdgqwgf1Z6MhiZfQPgfl/s1600-h/S6303206.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMn_puoER5xCbDtKXw97eYbUhz1ktwduqbprmcVvpsC2eHS3IzUjnNS3hR9aP64V-liMSfWEXtar3UWCIvA0Jp8wbqhXQcLz6oeY_4nfqgJjW9UgyxFYqrWgTxdgqwgf1Z6MhiZfQPgfl/s320/S6303206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314280861395204114" border="0" /></a>My favorite picture of Ian, it just makes me laugh<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2wEXPtYyOfidPoyeNsIXceAxduFCnOyfksETsXReMKrhlwTnJZQvWFQmNd-7mzYKG9bkUwBe07iZEjJEBl1QaaPmHVQiWOAYqnpdLXE188FD7Jkq7e2zSkXR5LDwVpr-aLy6j71lZcOF/s1600-h/S6303230.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2wEXPtYyOfidPoyeNsIXceAxduFCnOyfksETsXReMKrhlwTnJZQvWFQmNd-7mzYKG9bkUwBe07iZEjJEBl1QaaPmHVQiWOAYqnpdLXE188FD7Jkq7e2zSkXR5LDwVpr-aLy6j71lZcOF/s320/S6303230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314280392234837938" border="0" /></a>Ian sitting in the high chair at Grandmas. He's getting to be so big.spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-81238512876193010162009-01-10T21:30:00.005-07:002009-01-10T21:52:05.745-07:00PhotoshootSo this last week I was able to fly up to Spokane to see my family (shout out to Monica...thanks again, it meant a lot to me). It was definitely an interesting week. My sisters basement flooded from all the rain melting the 5 feet of snow they had. Thanks to the property management company that runs my sisters townhouse we were able to enjoy a sleepless night at a local hotel, thanks Gabe ;-) I do have to say the highlight of my trip was watching my sister run across the street with perm rods in her hair to get the maintainence man as the downstairs began to flood. Okay well that wasn't the main highlight, but it sure makes for an awesome memory. Love ya kell!<br /><br />While I was up there my Aunt Lori, did a photo shoot with my sister and I and our kids. It was such a blast, she is such an amazing photographer. These were my favorite shots. I have some favorites that she took of my sisters kids too, but I thought I would let her post them first if she wants to. I have always always wanted a photo of me and my sister and now I have such an awesome one. Thanks Jell for being one of my best friends. I love you sis!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXelJq32HlftXCBlffsN6V65e8I09BtSsV-03IyrvnWvuWOMMuVUXmRU35RfVnwIjdEnEly-_lGtn9LO2rBHQGlGU6oV28rUW_I9CItJamzgK9hYO6O2qgJZi16eGklyvKZG_rlpLWaIP/s1600-h/Traci_and_Kelli_and_boys_1_web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXelJq32HlftXCBlffsN6V65e8I09BtSsV-03IyrvnWvuWOMMuVUXmRU35RfVnwIjdEnEly-_lGtn9LO2rBHQGlGU6oV28rUW_I9CItJamzgK9hYO6O2qgJZi16eGklyvKZG_rlpLWaIP/s320/Traci_and_Kelli_and_boys_1_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289889401333940274" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVjm7nbg1qlu4uondQSr2MwqWOW4ynuF7z3BYMd3x-cED5iOSqdLYRbQ11WOrdtWvGBTM7Zpg3Qsz0PfgVayc0ypBeSuYG4UIn3m1mfZrngkjHVApYtZcsrxEboxe58DAEam1F6059vrd3/s1600-h/_Sisters_web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVjm7nbg1qlu4uondQSr2MwqWOW4ynuF7z3BYMd3x-cED5iOSqdLYRbQ11WOrdtWvGBTM7Zpg3Qsz0PfgVayc0ypBeSuYG4UIn3m1mfZrngkjHVApYtZcsrxEboxe58DAEam1F6059vrd3/s320/_Sisters_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289889010808443234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLMjMA7fsz2F8uws5AmdKWsky4CoxnyLifPYmQ0pbGwWs5Ojyphw0qct4fPQO7vCvi8FUkkbDqgzBIL6Uvzit5H8uiUPMg8eSUDt32NKeC3YrPLWXZlUXoMcWoBcLhWmnIN0Fn03kx2Fd7/s1600-h/Traci_and_Ian_web_3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLMjMA7fsz2F8uws5AmdKWsky4CoxnyLifPYmQ0pbGwWs5Ojyphw0qct4fPQO7vCvi8FUkkbDqgzBIL6Uvzit5H8uiUPMg8eSUDt32NKeC3YrPLWXZlUXoMcWoBcLhWmnIN0Fn03kx2Fd7/s320/Traci_and_Ian_web_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289889306695742258" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3dOpnvb61FPUA_lMSH5z1KgO4NDlCFD3DAZ-YTVzDcv5WXeq5I_KpjhZ7b9LtGXjtMFd-IItyD5LndM4DqWqoEv__5gwD2CaSPNhDLAQSN0bBZIj9I-mR70Eb6XwhzcynQ0b162KAaCQ/s1600-h/Traci_and_Ian_1_web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3dOpnvb61FPUA_lMSH5z1KgO4NDlCFD3DAZ-YTVzDcv5WXeq5I_KpjhZ7b9LtGXjtMFd-IItyD5LndM4DqWqoEv__5gwD2CaSPNhDLAQSN0bBZIj9I-mR70Eb6XwhzcynQ0b162KAaCQ/s320/Traci_and_Ian_1_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289889204366253938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7eI-tifXqqpP49rxdqzRLyX-CN3XYUlT-9SIUs9tXIO8MurOK9pm2_hm6v0mcEoy_eqr6v-hFxkA5GT-mPnz0o9lPJUe0lEXzDyJpuBPm6jliXKWVQUMGgreT91RpFTtMfWARW4VXtOnt/s1600-h/Ian_Bear_1_web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7eI-tifXqqpP49rxdqzRLyX-CN3XYUlT-9SIUs9tXIO8MurOK9pm2_hm6v0mcEoy_eqr6v-hFxkA5GT-mPnz0o9lPJUe0lEXzDyJpuBPm6jliXKWVQUMGgreT91RpFTtMfWARW4VXtOnt/s320/Ian_Bear_1_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289889093029446098" border="0" /></a>spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-51248382670845136522008-12-12T16:51:00.006-07:002008-12-12T18:38:01.016-07:00Holiday SpiritsIt's been hard recently and I haven't wanted to get on a blog much. I know I so should be in the holiday spirits and it has been hard to get into. Josh had been pushing me to get a Christmas tree, so I finally gave in and we got one. It's my first Christmas tree that I can say is mine (well and Josh's too). It's more in the fact of I got to pick it out, and I got to decorate it how I wanted, in my whole life, I've never done that. When I was a kid and my mom was alive I would mimic her so I could decorate the tree exactly how she did it the next year. I wanted my tree to be something she would be proud of. Simple and elegant. Now I don't have that much, cuz we are poor, but I feel like I did it. Decorating the tree with my mom is one of the good memories I have.<br />Josh's family all collects Department 56 Christmas Villages. So I thought it would be good for me to set that up. It took me two hours. I'm leaving that village up til February. There are so many pieces, I had forgotten the effort it takes to put up, strangely I DO remember the effort it takes to take it down (I'll need a prayer for that one ;-) )<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnYm6d_FPWs5Xq6lBQ9-JjWE-NQewmiELt44E17rz51hJuMERBbZxxnvdFZayAsONCNvk2OumijAzRSqiziqay0U_WVTdn1ea84nXZkhhH5_G6UCHOb9SCP_GAZUW1qQeSre32HJQkPnZ/s1600-h/S6302355.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnYm6d_FPWs5Xq6lBQ9-JjWE-NQewmiELt44E17rz51hJuMERBbZxxnvdFZayAsONCNvk2OumijAzRSqiziqay0U_WVTdn1ea84nXZkhhH5_G6UCHOb9SCP_GAZUW1qQeSre32HJQkPnZ/s400/S6302355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279062432057356450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Josh is so great, he reminds me everyday how Christmas is his favorite time of year. So along with the tree and the village, I thought that if I listened to Christmas music everyday it would help. It has perked me up a little. I would get frustrated that because we don't have much money this year, I can't buy presents for everyone that I want to, I can't afford to send out cute Christmas cards Then I thought about Christmas shopping and Christmas cards, and I got negative about it. Why do we put ourselves through the craziness of shopping long and hard to find a present, just to have to possibly find a box for it, then nicely wrap that box, just so it can be torn open in 2.3 seconds? Then I thought WHY do we torture ourselves with Christmas cards? Finding the right cards, the torture of getting the family picture, addressing 3 million envelopes, stamping all of them, just so people can look at it and throw the card away.<br />Thats when I remembered last year and the excitement of my husband when I surprised him with tickets to his favorite music band. Then I thought of my little Ian and next year and the year after that, the excitement I will get to see on his face when he rips open his presents. That thought made it worth it to me.<br />I thought about how much I love seeing the cute pictures friends send seeing their kids grow, and imaging everyone in the picture going crazy right up until the photographer says, "smile", and then you have this great picture. I love reading what friends have been up to through the year. So what the heck is my problem?<br />I haven't incorporated my Savior into my Christmas this year. I have been so utterly focused on all my families issues and wondering how things are going to work out, that I have not once thought about Him. I haven't stopped to think what can I do to serve him and others. I have forgotten that I don't have to buy presents in order to "do something nice for someone". Now I know we should be thinking about this always and not just during the Christmas season, but it is kinda pushed on us more this time of year. So I'm going to stop dwelling on the fact that I can't just go out and buy stuff (because that is the easy route), but find other alternatives to helping others, always.<br /><br />Whenever Josh has seen me a little down, he always tells me, "I don't care about presents or what we do this year for Christmas, all that matters is that I have you and Ian." I still don't know how I got so lucky to have married such a good man. So today I had my brother be our photographer (because once again we are poor, I know... who isn't these days, right?) and took our little family picture. So I could be reminded that it's my little family that matters, and most important putting my Savior first.<br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGGw9fR627N6-2bKAEja3kK4vL8tkq_7oo4FzYW3IOQiGDyLziyMkXOHUeJX3zAWOvj470wI90368zQhQHBg89jL4w0GwKIR3gGCqo3bLS6aWnKZZ9d7L7vaEKtn6U53pv4d_swdtXIIER/s1600-h/S6302468.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGGw9fR627N6-2bKAEja3kK4vL8tkq_7oo4FzYW3IOQiGDyLziyMkXOHUeJX3zAWOvj470wI90368zQhQHBg89jL4w0GwKIR3gGCqo3bLS6aWnKZZ9d7L7vaEKtn6U53pv4d_swdtXIIER/s400/S6302468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279077866159965874" border="0" /></a>spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-90443255852457997682008-11-23T11:28:00.002-07:002008-11-23T11:31:38.508-07:00Twilight<a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"><img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_bella.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Bella! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /><br /><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;">Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!</span> </a><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial;"><div align="left"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial;">You are observant, diplomatic and often aim to please.<span> </span>You are unaware of your attractiveness and despite being uncomfortable with any form of attention, people enjoy your company.<span> </span>You can be impatient, stubborn and headstrong, but you are true to your word and mature for your age, often taking care of your family and enjoying a good book over chatting with girlfriends on the phone.<span><br /><br />Who would have thunk it?! Me Bella...I can't wait to see this movie. Monica and April...I'm on countdown!<br /></span></span></span></span></span></div></span>spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-24535316143427887822008-11-15T14:02:00.005-07:002008-11-15T14:39:16.435-07:002 week check upI know I really should be napping right now because I am so exhausted, but when your mind is going a million miles an hour and you really can't leave at the moment to go do the errands you need to, and you really don't want to clean your house, or do your laundry that has piled up for days.....you sit at the computer and blog.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjanOtUy3tqEZlbZLjzdY-FbZDaXd7UjH-KJ0p0OX5xj5FDZdUxElhntVEmBf5YtDdTc9P1tonrZ-jVcaf0Oh-A3wmS8emCvdmd8yO2Ik-UnnMmkF-Opn617UMdzjFQ5CY5NIHZ1AdjZ-6M/s1600-h/S6302141.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjanOtUy3tqEZlbZLjzdY-FbZDaXd7UjH-KJ0p0OX5xj5FDZdUxElhntVEmBf5YtDdTc9P1tonrZ-jVcaf0Oh-A3wmS8emCvdmd8yO2Ik-UnnMmkF-Opn617UMdzjFQ5CY5NIHZ1AdjZ-6M/s320/S6302141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269001951921496210" border="0" /></a>Yesterday was Ian's two week checkup.<br />I was a little nervous that his weight wouldn't be back up as he has been throwing up a lot lately. Luckily he has gained his birth weight back along with a few more ounces. His weight was in the 23 percentile. His length was in the 33rd, and his little (yes little) head was in the 27th. According to the doctor, she said that was all perfect and he was right on where he needed to be. I was happy with that. The highlight of the doctors visit was Ian rolling over on the table. I had laid Ian flat on his back and he rolled over onto his side and then onto his tummy. The doctor about flipped out. She kept saying over and over, "you aren't supposed to do that yet". She kept stressing to me that I needed to really watch him now if he is doing that...gee ya think?! Thanks for the warning doc....I'm so in trouble all ready. I really can't complain though, I have been so blessed. Ian is such a great little baby. He really only screams when he has to have his diaper changed or when we give him a bath. Otherwise he is as chill as his daddy (thank the heavens for that one). I just pray that since he looks like me, he will take on his daddy's personality. I am soooooo in trouble if he has just an ounce of my personality. It will be interesting though to watch and see what my mother taught him in heaven. I know she taught him things to do to irritate me. I'm waiting, and scared to death for my payback. ;-)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxMws4xic-ADpG0LM0MF-ZDLGTtzHJOV7-WP0Qi_pZNikORT93PLRiJ2BaCkhKc205lEoFCWnQjxFr_6hCv4-9mikNqOT0vF19EYHTx56yoZ_Da-cc7JQwnPX2HgYpwTgwGmsoBiGvDafq/s1600-h/S6302147.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxMws4xic-ADpG0LM0MF-ZDLGTtzHJOV7-WP0Qi_pZNikORT93PLRiJ2BaCkhKc205lEoFCWnQjxFr_6hCv4-9mikNqOT0vF19EYHTx56yoZ_Da-cc7JQwnPX2HgYpwTgwGmsoBiGvDafq/s320/S6302147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269001429604062578" border="0" /></a>spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-69635675111036369862008-11-11T21:19:00.012-07:002008-11-11T22:12:35.277-07:00I love St. GeorgeSo there are probably quite a few mothers out there who will read this and think I am psycho, but that's okay, cuz it was worth it. This last weekend I was getting cabin fever very badly, and made the suggestion to Josh we go visit his family down in St. George. Josh had a three day weekend so he was thrilled with the idea. So we packed up our week old baby, and headed 6 hours south to sunny (70 degree weathered) St. George. Ian did so awesome, we stopped once to feed and change him, and he slept the rest of the drive. We got there pretty late friday night as the idea hadn't occured to me until 4pm. The next morning at 6am, Josh and I were up to go yard sale-ing with Josh's dad, and sister Monica. I'd never been on the "hunt" before, so this was an all new experience. We had a great time going all over St. George trying to find a "new find". I got a brand new ice cream maker, just in time for winter ;-) . By about 11am the back of Monica's mini-van was filled with all kinds of great things we found. One of my favorite things about St. George is the magnificent burger joint...In-n-Out.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu_nI1XxjS_UFKSpfencIX2O738A5FBbrAQdAOm03fHHvvjc9TOaSuC7HNg-Q1y3MkUSVmjVhZn4ZVsP91COu2RNwOyocOusNS0XEHeLgBZ7qZ-FSz4PPBfXVRBSb0xZkVsQHC3sEo3aYb/s1600-h/S6302126.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu_nI1XxjS_UFKSpfencIX2O738A5FBbrAQdAOm03fHHvvjc9TOaSuC7HNg-Q1y3MkUSVmjVhZn4ZVsP91COu2RNwOyocOusNS0XEHeLgBZ7qZ-FSz4PPBfXVRBSb0xZkVsQHC3sEo3aYb/s200/S6302126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267630932800118642" border="0" /></a> So with Monica and her hubby Danny, and the parents in law, we hit up In-n-Out. I seriously think I could eat there everyday. It always reminds me of growing up in California and eating there as a kid.<br /><br />Later we went to visit Josh's grandma and got a generation picture.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSdoPOISU5ImtCgtM8twD7otsd96FMgCOm7HZvM6R3UejsJ57rXFuTw860rYJzIJiK481tosQWgzqAoDjBSWo0n3rlu6il22DluqhP4Weuzwn2csgd5oN-KWa8hQ978fiZILYS5JX4ZW5/s1600-h/S6302102.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSdoPOISU5ImtCgtM8twD7otsd96FMgCOm7HZvM6R3UejsJ57rXFuTw860rYJzIJiK481tosQWgzqAoDjBSWo0n3rlu6il22DluqhP4Weuzwn2csgd5oN-KWa8hQ978fiZILYS5JX4ZW5/s200/S6302102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267629062175258738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqP_LQO_dqVmnu31YBqziTAwFEQr-RQoAk7MoDKbMVCqww8mLfjxr6sx28yJCnEnK3iSIHO6x8hgWj5pqx8fj_6VctTCsT5ioSyRPUZB6b0rzK8mxKCRmq3rhdvjrozf2TXspVvb6xNodC/s1600-h/S6302098.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqP_LQO_dqVmnu31YBqziTAwFEQr-RQoAk7MoDKbMVCqww8mLfjxr6sx28yJCnEnK3iSIHO6x8hgWj5pqx8fj_6VctTCsT5ioSyRPUZB6b0rzK8mxKCRmq3rhdvjrozf2TXspVvb6xNodC/s200/S6302098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267628843719018706" border="0" /></a> Cute Auntie Monica with Ian<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS84yEBNr6PbXu-NdsIW2myozzdZr7yz134IcSaGBDV0KO4yfCuXm3eJdkaFmYbl4Sn6i7sL9TU-r4-96ys0dI-9CRgQIx_TYftVnpENIlsDKwBuw5ndScUB3DA_U63jB-7QOT66YHUX5V/s1600-h/S6302097.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS84yEBNr6PbXu-NdsIW2myozzdZr7yz134IcSaGBDV0KO4yfCuXm3eJdkaFmYbl4Sn6i7sL9TU-r4-96ys0dI-9CRgQIx_TYftVnpENIlsDKwBuw5ndScUB3DA_U63jB-7QOT66YHUX5V/s200/S6302097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267628595450700146" border="0" /></a> Ian wore himself out hangin around with cousin Dylan. ;-)<br /><br />That night, Josh, Monica, Danny and I all took a little trip over to Mesquite, NV for some good ol' buffet-ing (yeah it's my new word). <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimREQvYmfzVP9ITMtwIvBlLC8auo7Q-nmty8OQw4rapD2bY37jgHirPQtXtugJCUQyHGVAwGZuNvCg8YQkVePg1BDWOVzzBLuBvIPFaoZwXj1kaU-wyhXkKtJB4aFyrOOBT8vDaKqs2Vmu/s1600-h/S6302113.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimREQvYmfzVP9ITMtwIvBlLC8auo7Q-nmty8OQw4rapD2bY37jgHirPQtXtugJCUQyHGVAwGZuNvCg8YQkVePg1BDWOVzzBLuBvIPFaoZwXj1kaU-wyhXkKtJB4aFyrOOBT8vDaKqs2Vmu/s200/S6302113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267629277956464018" border="0" /></a> It was awesome catching up with Monica and Danny, as we don't see them very often.<br /><br />Thank you to Mama and Papa Hawks for watching all the kids for us, you are heaven sent!!!!! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY29EEqbbctyTg6klUtFINn7SbxSIPRh_mWJnoHG1fQqWUpuANCqInN65sBw_Mhen7Kfhmo6q0ypThhOjyQGE1DjkJzQS9kwzdG2bMroOSRGOehq7nSWJMlgpCIudMquQZHUXg0LxoQRFL/s1600-h/S6302122.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY29EEqbbctyTg6klUtFINn7SbxSIPRh_mWJnoHG1fQqWUpuANCqInN65sBw_Mhen7Kfhmo6q0ypThhOjyQGE1DjkJzQS9kwzdG2bMroOSRGOehq7nSWJMlgpCIudMquQZHUXg0LxoQRFL/s200/S6302122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267629715842501762" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_1-bmMZU_KfRLy0uSHi5SiqP0PmK1eiACoM5foxj-s1ivkC4pZI1kOsh-de55slGXKSnP4MVn3prgBW5XNADvWVgP6FIwOW7y4O3licw_0JFyLW3F9ciiXNwocVh6coMgVZalZxE3RxL/s1600-h/S6302125.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_1-bmMZU_KfRLy0uSHi5SiqP0PmK1eiACoM5foxj-s1ivkC4pZI1kOsh-de55slGXKSnP4MVn3prgBW5XNADvWVgP6FIwOW7y4O3licw_0JFyLW3F9ciiXNwocVh6coMgVZalZxE3RxL/s200/S6302125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267629931471717890" border="0" /></a><br />Sunday was a great day of napping and football. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtgy2qyOVPHc89qKBcGtJefpvRGL7Wyz1bshXWj6lNUZCJIpCFJuW0M9b2okIwNvlHhjodP6K_RJ3G9zr_l_vowzsDUNR6isK0Ymx4rTzoxm2YNJEwJB9K5vjw9HmVYXkOT4Eb2pkDYr-A/s1600-h/S6302121.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtgy2qyOVPHc89qKBcGtJefpvRGL7Wyz1bshXWj6lNUZCJIpCFJuW0M9b2okIwNvlHhjodP6K_RJ3G9zr_l_vowzsDUNR6isK0Ymx4rTzoxm2YNJEwJB9K5vjw9HmVYXkOT4Eb2pkDYr-A/s200/S6302121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267629493515024962" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Mama Hawks made a fabulous Sunday dinner, and we had a short family home evening. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzOxuC2YJJy6T44gVCNZ7cGxxVuAo7Tl67nRp-az_37EA7elrsRYe5RiPaBTxckx_8IlxjoIQs3pCZvTOJOEGY6DCTzXQOiCYIWKJqQyqaJHsQGUGe-8OQvb-Fxao4othA5nLCuJUjpivD/s1600-h/S6302124.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzOxuC2YJJy6T44gVCNZ7cGxxVuAo7Tl67nRp-az_37EA7elrsRYe5RiPaBTxckx_8IlxjoIQs3pCZvTOJOEGY6DCTzXQOiCYIWKJqQyqaJHsQGUGe-8OQvb-Fxao4othA5nLCuJUjpivD/s200/S6302124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267630159868882338" border="0" /></a><br />We had such a blast just hanging out with everyone. Monday we had to get back, we made one last stop to In-n-Out and were on our way home. Ian once again did awesome and we just stopped once for a feeding. I feel so lucky to have such a good little one (I know, I know...for the time being). I got teary leaving knowing I had to one come back to cloudy Ogden, and two leaving the family. I had such a great time with them, I'm gonna start looking at housing down there.<br /><br />P.S. Alisha if you read this I'm sorry I didn't come see you. Next time I will hopefully know ahead of time and we can get together.spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-87320533785348609452008-11-01T19:34:00.009-06:002008-11-01T20:25:22.888-06:00Baby Ian<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2uumBDOjUMKVmHvioS-3rUr6raVbhVcsVOk5sakDBq8Xj6Yxzjugy_AabuSZCCP_mcY_5XPChCBTeED_VBctvtBHAfKQD4RhzCBGcbKK6L1OEiKWJRaMB5l-G582YLnoEUudDrY5XUMI/s1600-h/I3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2uumBDOjUMKVmHvioS-3rUr6raVbhVcsVOk5sakDBq8Xj6Yxzjugy_AabuSZCCP_mcY_5XPChCBTeED_VBctvtBHAfKQD4RhzCBGcbKK6L1OEiKWJRaMB5l-G582YLnoEUudDrY5XUMI/s200/I3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263872132148475650" border="0" /></a><br />Well the wait is finally over. Ian Bruce Hawks has finally joined us in this world. Thursday Oct. 30th, I went into the hospital at 7am to be induced. We got things going around 9am, after an hour of contractions I was screamin for the epideral. Thanks Epideral, you are my new best friend!!! By 12:30 I was dilated to a 5. I figured it would be a while before I got to a 10 so I sent my mom and Josh out to get some lunch. When they got back at 1:30 I was dilated to a 9. By 2:30, I was at a 10 and ready to go. At 3:00, the doctor had me start pushing, I pushed for an hour, and at 3:56pm, Ian was here. I had such an awesome nurse. After I was all stitched up and ready to go, they moved me to my room. It was so great to have Josh and my mom there with me. My Mother-in-law, along with my brother Darren came to see me that evening. It truly is an incredible experience. It was so neat to watch Josh's reaction to everything, he is such an amazing daddy already. He loves holding his little boy, and has been waiting on me hand and foot and won't leave the baby's side. I truly couldn't ask for a better husband. I'm just so excited to be home now, especially knowing that I won't have someone coming in my room every few hours to take my vitals, or blood, or ask me something random. I feel so blessed to have such a happy, healthy baby. I know with out a doubt the Lord was watching over our little family throughout this whole experience. Hope you all enjoy the pictures. ;-)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzP90wweJqhVN7PanCpr1Ut6kkpmtkLxBYiYGkRgHxPKQlYIQOOMPigeQvW_ms7PqJ39MX24rY7Xv6CJdO7yD_V01XIAkpKIRM2O-gu-p67fXG3ZOGAHPQbx6yBNdJizG4dQm5Li1mLJT/s1600-h/New_mommy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzP90wweJqhVN7PanCpr1Ut6kkpmtkLxBYiYGkRgHxPKQlYIQOOMPigeQvW_ms7PqJ39MX24rY7Xv6CJdO7yD_V01XIAkpKIRM2O-gu-p67fXG3ZOGAHPQbx6yBNdJizG4dQm5Li1mLJT/s200/New_mommy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263872046228094402" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-_NlApboJEZDIzonqQx7m8N562MWikoDtwKrlK4vfT7IpNd3u-nAkNYOjSu513dixFWxa_OdKgohZhFPluEsfuuMFCKTvJs9pM3O2hscBbSD5L-RxLhLvzPwpkazvUsiJxIxWkWyVd9W/s1600-h/S6301999.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-_NlApboJEZDIzonqQx7m8N562MWikoDtwKrlK4vfT7IpNd3u-nAkNYOjSu513dixFWxa_OdKgohZhFPluEsfuuMFCKTvJs9pM3O2hscBbSD5L-RxLhLvzPwpkazvUsiJxIxWkWyVd9W/s200/S6301999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263874879086419778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv748QwULM1fwTjKpkB_nFtuWL9Dk1zL6JDvakorp28DaacivfYnF35oEdiUe2eiG9sQ55SJD95doLYULSkATju2z_pTzZmo5gYxWAC18wYJnaG9VfIk36n0dkzXVe7OXsOp0y8orh8FZB/s1600-h/Ian2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv748QwULM1fwTjKpkB_nFtuWL9Dk1zL6JDvakorp28DaacivfYnF35oEdiUe2eiG9sQ55SJD95doLYULSkATju2z_pTzZmo5gYxWAC18wYJnaG9VfIk36n0dkzXVe7OXsOp0y8orh8FZB/s200/Ian2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263872964104563266" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGMtizkQ7_gv97Ku_wntw1jn8mN60mXWhuB59F0yTbYvVpYD9gnC94NPDc5uzuJLs1yfPlw87q_jjl27DcVwikNUiNTvK28bLS1JD-u2C0K_Znq2Oos_BZU7po9AxX84NvZAyTRoRJcE7/s1600-h/traciIan.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGMtizkQ7_gv97Ku_wntw1jn8mN60mXWhuB59F0yTbYvVpYD9gnC94NPDc5uzuJLs1yfPlw87q_jjl27DcVwikNUiNTvK28bLS1JD-u2C0K_Znq2Oos_BZU7po9AxX84NvZAyTRoRJcE7/s200/traciIan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263876140682097410" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNpr_4uhryuTHJzDGpUVUnrTazYRMqBLURJp_JOJjfyNRHTlA8IK8fhRfJdVwCYv80JB7obWvapkWGIJt4iuiuC39rDoX29jPJneMCPZs9IgBbKoTli76U74bnkH7ahBRpr_FT_7_5Dnvd/s1600-h/S6301987.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNpr_4uhryuTHJzDGpUVUnrTazYRMqBLURJp_JOJjfyNRHTlA8IK8fhRfJdVwCYv80JB7obWvapkWGIJt4iuiuC39rDoX29jPJneMCPZs9IgBbKoTli76U74bnkH7ahBRpr_FT_7_5Dnvd/s200/S6301987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263873617581832466" border="0" /></a>spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-46413139410691740052008-09-22T00:33:00.006-06:002008-09-22T01:21:12.886-06:00PainI'm sitting here at 12:30 in the morning because I can't sleep. Yay for pregnancy...well that and I have pretty much slept on the couch most of the day. Saturday night I threw my back out pretty bad after being on my feet for 8 solid hours. So I spent all of today on the couch, so along with the back pain I got to be lucky enough to feel the baby trying to punch a hole through my stomach. I was literally getting it from both sides. Josh was gone at work, then to church, then to a family gathering, so getting up and down by myself was some serious work. All day all I felt was pain. I was so frustrated that I couldn't do anything. When Josh came home tonight, he told me our neighbor was in the hospital again, she overdosed on her meds. My heart was broken as she had promised us so many times that she wouldn't do that again. Josh called his hometeaching companion and told me they were going over to the hospital to give her a blessing. I needed to go. I threw my pain aside and got up and went to the hospital. She was so happy to see us. It broke my heart as she talked about the good things in life that were going for her, and then relayed the sad reasoning as to why she wanted to end her life. Josh gave her a beautiful blessing, reminding her of the atonement and it's purpose, and of the love of our Heavenly Father. When we got home Josh made the comment about how great it's been that he has been able to give so many blessings recently. As I have sat here I realize how negative I have been, being sad for myself with all this pain I have felt, when I have been given such great blessings. I feel so blessed to have married a man who is worthy to hold the priesthood, and help be an instrument in the hands of the Lord to help others. I'm blessed to have the atonement in my life and know the truthfulness of it. I think of the pain that Jesus suffered in the garden for me, and my pain grows smaller each time I think of my older brother giving his life on the cross. The biggest blessing of all is knowing that there is a God who loves me, and is rooting for me to make it back home to Him. It's sad when trials come upon us, but joyous when we can overcome them by remembering the blessings we have been given.spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-25420482524350788772008-09-08T21:08:00.004-06:002008-09-08T21:34:11.850-06:00Name for babyI have been so blessed to have married a man with the patience of a saint. We have grown so much together in the last year. It really has been a rollercoaster of a ride, working through our issues and really getting to know one another. We have so much more to really learn about each other and I look forward to those days. We had days I wasn't sure if we would make it, but I look at him now and wonder how I really ever made it through so much in life without him. I can't begin to express how much love I have for this man, who does so much for me each day to make sure that I am taken care of. He has become my best friend and my rock.<br /><br />This is a short post, only because I want to share with those reading this, my husbands blog that he recently wrote. It really touched me to the core. We have decided on our sons name and Josh shares the story so beautifully. So I would rather you read it through his blog, titled "What's in a name". www.fanofboozer.blogspot.com, or just click on "Josh" on the side of my blog. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did. :-)spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-32602115350415538462008-08-30T21:45:00.004-06:002008-08-30T22:41:13.375-06:00The way life goes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBfh9tA-zXac-IRzkLdt-NK4DsGkSKsjXF2J4zH8N5B1SxEQbzdlwyFm2W653plA56HnmtLhcThvJEOdD-kxgyADGIua4PpK8yna_BqjavXXRT6MHWT0iPnlwHALyUsVguC6NQH1QgrLaT/s1600-h/Nichols_Family.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBfh9tA-zXac-IRzkLdt-NK4DsGkSKsjXF2J4zH8N5B1SxEQbzdlwyFm2W653plA56HnmtLhcThvJEOdD-kxgyADGIua4PpK8yna_BqjavXXRT6MHWT0iPnlwHALyUsVguC6NQH1QgrLaT/s200/Nichols_Family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240532521371764546" border="0" /></a><br />Last week my sister, my best friend next to my husband, moved to Moscow, ID. My brother-in-law decided to return to school to get his PhD. I'm super excited for them because I know how much they love it there and have so many friends there. Some may think that it's no big deal, but for me its so much more than that. My sister and I have not been apart for almost the last 5 years. Up until I met my husband she has been my rock. I consider her kids to be my kids. When we were young and would fight, my mom would always tell us, "one day, you two will be all you have." In these last years, I have been there and felt that, where my sister was all I had. It's been a very hard thing to endure not having my sister close by. For me the hardest part is knowing that I cannot be there when she needs me. It breaks my heart when she has a hard day with the kids and I can't be there to help take over. It hurts to know she won't be here when my baby comes, but it's okay, I know it's not by choice. She has taught me a lot about myself, and I love her dearly for it. I will miss our movie nights more than anything...something salty, sweet, and chocolatey. I know she's not dead, she's only 12 hours away, but for me, and loosing so many people in my life, this has been hard. Sorry it may be depressing, but I needed to get this out. I love ya Jells!!!!!<br /><br />If you need something cheery.....my awesome Aunt Kristi loaded me up on baby furniture this week. I got the crib, the basinet, the baby vibrating chair, a swing, and a garbage bag full of clothes. I am excited about the crib, it's green and I can't wait to get some blue spray paint and stencil in my Seattle Seahawks logo. Josh isn't all that thrilled (as he wants everything to be decorated in Utah Jazz) but, I think he will survive. Now I just need to get a Seattle Seahawks baby jersey and I am set...well that and a truck load of diapers. Anyone know of a Pampers truck I can hijack!? ;-)spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-69391963869974778302008-08-09T20:42:00.024-06:002008-08-09T22:08:02.144-06:00Aloha-HawaiiEvery where I go I just want to say Aloha. Lame I know but when you say it everywhere for a solid week I guess it just becomes one of those things. Josh and I were so lucky to be given the opportunity to go to Hawaii with my awesome parents-in-law for a week. We stayed on the island of Oahu and a block from Waikiki beach. It was absolutely one of the most incredible vacations I have ever got to go on. We relaxed and did enough where I felt I saw most of the island. It was just beautiful.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvFNrKcJktsmlFXwQUE5YpOTx0o8AryAe151Jue75B3eibX9jErqTC8-Gdsn6iiRtmie4qPIvQPD0-8-qLNsKXf5tYGCEIY_UU_kxaGDeuq6JKL1tZLt7gNdMYInCn069P4fTmHc66zUZ/s1600-h/S6301447.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvFNrKcJktsmlFXwQUE5YpOTx0o8AryAe151Jue75B3eibX9jErqTC8-Gdsn6iiRtmie4qPIvQPD0-8-qLNsKXf5tYGCEIY_UU_kxaGDeuq6JKL1tZLt7gNdMYInCn069P4fTmHc66zUZ/s200/S6301447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232714649588267010" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfy5g4DIITlYhEIKiXnPcB5Y4z-ajNpQ7xqMsumOlittq6u7dwoIGF9E_UT-kNKbKSDWoZlj219as3yVF_0ySEcc0nf0hVns_vNQRf1_RR19mM1JdCc8E_4uCs3-zLVhgCv8Sv4oE2T66o/s1600-h/S6301477.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfy5g4DIITlYhEIKiXnPcB5Y4z-ajNpQ7xqMsumOlittq6u7dwoIGF9E_UT-kNKbKSDWoZlj219as3yVF_0ySEcc0nf0hVns_vNQRf1_RR19mM1JdCc8E_4uCs3-zLVhgCv8Sv4oE2T66o/s200/S6301477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232714790870978738" border="0" /></a> Our first day we spent relaxing on the beach, once Josh was nice and lobsterish-looking we decided to head out and go shopping. We hit up the International Market Place. I was in bartering heaven. I learned to get things, 2 for $5. I think I wore my father in law out with my shopping.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1LQiYYDP0zlMsvYsJ6qF02oCoNsskQbWV_v8GdxsQCAYUEJwotqOM-Xk_SvuDf_LTIAC_-i3iE_gATfXo2Bn686Rzimsumly_dssYNTnvm-nzT_DoIECBKVPtGXRAZt-aycTUbFV9UAcd/s1600-h/S6301513.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 147px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1LQiYYDP0zlMsvYsJ6qF02oCoNsskQbWV_v8GdxsQCAYUEJwotqOM-Xk_SvuDf_LTIAC_-i3iE_gATfXo2Bn686Rzimsumly_dssYNTnvm-nzT_DoIECBKVPtGXRAZt-aycTUbFV9UAcd/s200/S6301513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232715673558270290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNaY7pYjWky7Zm6fI1qCFyBI1sI75exP_anN2ZAgXc5MPmQ-74XFtx9p4erXBmHn_53e-LdUlxmU8xKpkdcN23jCjfX6pWO3bQGW2m0Jb4D2hfriaxn8i36HrsGcjp1fgTNQWkp34dlXCB/s1600-h/S6301490.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNaY7pYjWky7Zm6fI1qCFyBI1sI75exP_anN2ZAgXc5MPmQ-74XFtx9p4erXBmHn_53e-LdUlxmU8xKpkdcN23jCjfX6pWO3bQGW2m0Jb4D2hfriaxn8i36HrsGcjp1fgTNQWkp34dlXCB/s200/S6301490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232722620433309794" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzdC4P2WOvJAB-Cg3vn1JdmZcV-CsQI88OnBPB4ecV6QEkpPvd8zvSKb7ZBjzUwWH4GtSpsbZkjelfvHp69cTs_35VFWN9qQ_oh32LtenSyPmAor7syO2P3sm9vwU8VeXZYSEtnERPdqGR/s1600-h/S6301509.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzdC4P2WOvJAB-Cg3vn1JdmZcV-CsQI88OnBPB4ecV6QEkpPvd8zvSKb7ZBjzUwWH4GtSpsbZkjelfvHp69cTs_35VFWN9qQ_oh32LtenSyPmAor7syO2P3sm9vwU8VeXZYSEtnERPdqGR/s200/S6301509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232715450785016530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvaledGqBbo5nuS_xfl4h25edGOadZC7AJCeJ3btRI9UYFW9k3DyS3CPIGK3ZW-UbuFfTRoWv26HIlgqLeROt3KL73Kjta1g838nMWIEEUhm7v0cLyAIRwqfOE335HYoqcSwUeTIyQxq8P/s1600-h/S6301484.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvaledGqBbo5nuS_xfl4h25edGOadZC7AJCeJ3btRI9UYFW9k3DyS3CPIGK3ZW-UbuFfTRoWv26HIlgqLeROt3KL73Kjta1g838nMWIEEUhm7v0cLyAIRwqfOE335HYoqcSwUeTIyQxq8P/s200/S6301484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232715154786824498" border="0" /></a> The next day we were up at 5:30am to start out at Pearl Harbor. I was in awe. They first sit you in a theater for a movie with the real footage from 1941, then take you out to the memorial. I teared up quite a bit as I come from a navy family. This was so huge for me. It was amazing how quite and peaceful it is there. But then again it is an underwater cemetery. Following Pear Harbor we went over to the Aloha Stadium for some serious bartering and shopping..aka the "swap meet". The whole stadium is surrounded with kiosks. We walked around the whole stadium. Again I think I wore my father in law out as he informed me he had never done that before. ;-) After the swap meet, we headed to Laie, to the Polynesian Cultural Center (PCC). That place is unreal. It was such a blast learning about the different islands. The luau was funny in the sense that our main entertainer made you feel like you were at a Las Vegas show instead of a Hawaiian luau. At one point in the show the host called all the couples up that were celebrating an anniversary or a honeymoon there to come up and slow dance. I refused as Josh and I were celebrating our one year anniversary, but my in-laws insisted, so we went up in front of tons and tons of people and slow danced. Okay so it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but still it was a little awkward.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs2KEVVO984VTQkgN4Fbj5qnJn1WKiyp6Qn2KQ08UFpVXrKn-ZOGcdyJcbDQp9cNRWfqxwsKTJzlDfLSgGVRtEpKkNpEcqCcKAlb3aSUO3TZ7sP-mZks17U5tnQkREIAqXJD61Gx7-PGj1/s1600-h/S6301558.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs2KEVVO984VTQkgN4Fbj5qnJn1WKiyp6Qn2KQ08UFpVXrKn-ZOGcdyJcbDQp9cNRWfqxwsKTJzlDfLSgGVRtEpKkNpEcqCcKAlb3aSUO3TZ7sP-mZks17U5tnQkREIAqXJD61Gx7-PGj1/s200/S6301558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232717209029991490" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-nHALg6ABkl1fWsqnZAFca5kzRVOwjrIA1ErRZUyUqpc0I-QXlYdSYUS3m1c1GDAs9Utk-6MAwwSfRBpThnSjRZaDRJf8CDLuIV6NwU9gkVjnLaU1L16XjR3UaFEy0Wj2m_Eil1ueeeE/s1600-h/S6301537.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-nHALg6ABkl1fWsqnZAFca5kzRVOwjrIA1ErRZUyUqpc0I-QXlYdSYUS3m1c1GDAs9Utk-6MAwwSfRBpThnSjRZaDRJf8CDLuIV6NwU9gkVjnLaU1L16XjR3UaFEy0Wj2m_Eil1ueeeE/s200/S6301537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232716927503345858" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Y449TGh8RROxqAR61SCuIdIfmDUv1X56AO6mi6E1eHlMgJJ54p562Gwu7Kxqc6NkSVUNqH3qNRLCTO3XzM7N3xtuNsl260fHyoQoN8HjpUbjqRgo7oQLpBdgiFRH84hmeedb8ONcaTq5/s1600-h/S6301564.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Y449TGh8RROxqAR61SCuIdIfmDUv1X56AO6mi6E1eHlMgJJ54p562Gwu7Kxqc6NkSVUNqH3qNRLCTO3XzM7N3xtuNsl260fHyoQoN8HjpUbjqRgo7oQLpBdgiFRH84hmeedb8ONcaTq5/s200/S6301564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232717441537483730" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFlclXNfFLA7q2ibbIf67FwTFlrTZ5djgtOnMDM3Ecrboc67DimNkcazpIkpfXkw8YC0AuQpaGLylJp560wQBwAYdII1mKoTyZyTq_cXWqa1AN86ZyFUUePl4HMuTBJLyimQfFJ5xzrl__/s1600-h/S6301535.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFlclXNfFLA7q2ibbIf67FwTFlrTZ5djgtOnMDM3Ecrboc67DimNkcazpIkpfXkw8YC0AuQpaGLylJp560wQBwAYdII1mKoTyZyTq_cXWqa1AN86ZyFUUePl4HMuTBJLyimQfFJ5xzrl__/s200/S6301535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232716712726663842" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEyw3g0LBDgyUMoxpArwNFJkjd_mXYz7iXUZeIBfs8VBCn0uX1u6DfpBEraMqwtgyKkWuJN8pafLah881smUvuObYfUpbLSfxLoqdRntjArks-1xPZN9-vqI413eSYNAZuxHO10qd0_Rf/s1600-h/S6301520.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEyw3g0LBDgyUMoxpArwNFJkjd_mXYz7iXUZeIBfs8VBCn0uX1u6DfpBEraMqwtgyKkWuJN8pafLah881smUvuObYfUpbLSfxLoqdRntjArks-1xPZN9-vqI413eSYNAZuxHO10qd0_Rf/s200/S6301520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232716145369606354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuHw84P_OPUOEGLmZH0IhMJEdd6X77Joa8sd5NS3zTS28jCTy8KMg76ESpkpO-gaw4qEcDvYN5lH9qVJxxK0uV1G0y0bQfSwUgNtLkuvLiogeZFXk0UqpB4fuPpQqOo3GLS2VfbBf0rAhyphenhyphen/s1600-h/S6301526.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuHw84P_OPUOEGLmZH0IhMJEdd6X77Joa8sd5NS3zTS28jCTy8KMg76ESpkpO-gaw4qEcDvYN5lH9qVJxxK0uV1G0y0bQfSwUgNtLkuvLiogeZFXk0UqpB4fuPpQqOo3GLS2VfbBf0rAhyphenhyphen/s200/S6301526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232716505168547170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-yqGKuo1sW3UifqEGxhqKd3O5VAhvWaRjccc9RWWJW9D9aB9AQwcW1ijLXrX3yRUqtBFyHygwZdJgDBjt0DH_Uig9RMfLOmon99fWEKRg6ec-uR6SAOoj4UHoabJnPJHo2-aDePzsrs4L/s1600-h/S6301635.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-yqGKuo1sW3UifqEGxhqKd3O5VAhvWaRjccc9RWWJW9D9aB9AQwcW1ijLXrX3yRUqtBFyHygwZdJgDBjt0DH_Uig9RMfLOmon99fWEKRg6ec-uR6SAOoj4UHoabJnPJHo2-aDePzsrs4L/s200/S6301635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232717884926809074" border="0" /></a> The day following we headed back to Laie to see the temple and then off to snorkel at a place called Sharks Cove. Unfortunately for all you lucky souls, I didn't get any pictures of us with our snorkel gear. I however had a bit of an issue with the snorkeling since I had never done it before. I had a few anxiety attacks and called it quits. Josh decided the next morning we would work on my breathing techniques in the pool before we go snorkeling again.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWHvO68fYvThoTsVKh_Vi4Ox8WGpxJdRgnohIJXw1XvAQagnZydlAljlPN-cWumGHytydmGSLXYPr9bz42IHyPrsquxuT9L26vrbcAmo33Rx3IOl-CF3m5_hceUWUV56cVGle_TcLcNKku/s1600-h/S6301643.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWHvO68fYvThoTsVKh_Vi4Ox8WGpxJdRgnohIJXw1XvAQagnZydlAljlPN-cWumGHytydmGSLXYPr9bz42IHyPrsquxuT9L26vrbcAmo33Rx3IOl-CF3m5_hceUWUV56cVGle_TcLcNKku/s200/S6301643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232718110420191970" border="0" /></a> Just one of our gorgeous sunsets we got to see every night.<br /><br />So the next day I practiced in the pool until I felt comfortable that I could snorkel just fine in sharks cove. Before heading to Sharks cove for the second time, we planned to do two things, one Josh and I were on a mission to find "Dog the Bounty Hunters" main office. We found it. De Kine Bonds. I was so excited, and sad that we didn't get to see him, but it was still surreal that we found the office and got a few souvenirs at the gift shop round the corner. Following that we had decided to attend a session in the Hawaii temple. It was so beautiful. There was a man at the front desk who gave us quite a history lesson on the temple.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqqtgEuRHfXrOWo3QG8jY-E_JxCcehtjhqdtL70qDuLdXRKuZZGm1IvpHjkzb1EVDiHKGYNs0OUw0rsuPEWfJRqRPt_qlhyjRATo-NibT12f2NskTKtJ4yy9gtFt9Wmf0_EdPnEKhdnwt/s1600-h/S6301682.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqqtgEuRHfXrOWo3QG8jY-E_JxCcehtjhqdtL70qDuLdXRKuZZGm1IvpHjkzb1EVDiHKGYNs0OUw0rsuPEWfJRqRPt_qlhyjRATo-NibT12f2NskTKtJ4yy9gtFt9Wmf0_EdPnEKhdnwt/s200/S6301682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232718796703589378" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHh3F_BCRSlfYMTOuCsaSgFppe2_mCh39AzUeDkFrNWb4ITe6JB31IdSZWqs-z57KB-rsd2Y7VzSeLiS4EHW5Q2Jku3bLu0OvuCGYqnZ0OD6hVHmsz5MDQhk-1et40FddMBAzrA1O84Pa7/s1600-h/S6301680.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHh3F_BCRSlfYMTOuCsaSgFppe2_mCh39AzUeDkFrNWb4ITe6JB31IdSZWqs-z57KB-rsd2Y7VzSeLiS4EHW5Q2Jku3bLu0OvuCGYqnZ0OD6hVHmsz5MDQhk-1et40FddMBAzrA1O84Pa7/s200/S6301680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232720205569480562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOZ40WH4Qt1fpuSxUPJo0uW01tE44X_-SJLU4j_1z4lnbdupi6W57bWrrSpbrQA4qAmHeztBVF53OO_Lhl61a1vJzoNEddboEKCpiC7nDav_iaOf0K85EHbcMYbG4lRRCgwLsZmheLkl9/s1600-h/S6301687.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOZ40WH4Qt1fpuSxUPJo0uW01tE44X_-SJLU4j_1z4lnbdupi6W57bWrrSpbrQA4qAmHeztBVF53OO_Lhl61a1vJzoNEddboEKCpiC7nDav_iaOf0K85EHbcMYbG4lRRCgwLsZmheLkl9/s200/S6301687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232720689386836482" border="0" /></a> One of the amazing scenery's we were able to see as we circled round the island on our way to the temple. After the temple, we hit up Sharks Cove where I am thrilled to say that I snorkeled like a pro...well almost. We first went out pretty far and got close to this cave and I pretty much freaked out and jumped on Josh's back. After that I was pretty calm. It was so unreal, I saw so many incredible fish and swam with sea turtles.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPaPzqYEBMgt5jQKUjwTYlN1yx_NASlVQQlnJ_M_8sErCNf7rXJ_j49Xc0QyeisKHFwkg7sZOJN5dObIpUf2dkEKAxDS281HLKQHMeo1T-6CEp6mVvWOZerqrkqN1h6bPLSH7uGQXWlLDg/s1600-h/S6301747.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPaPzqYEBMgt5jQKUjwTYlN1yx_NASlVQQlnJ_M_8sErCNf7rXJ_j49Xc0QyeisKHFwkg7sZOJN5dObIpUf2dkEKAxDS281HLKQHMeo1T-6CEp6mVvWOZerqrkqN1h6bPLSH7uGQXWlLDg/s200/S6301747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721042986134162" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmFS6ppnRgpVxhXA4-XR1sc7BNj5kq9gegppx5WtAQpYh9cIHnq4TQVCxKUafHZO_Vc_itAe1GVVhk0lAiq28EUrk5BVJea8mflh-83w5IJuStRTdOpiPvE7lJF04ifbFkMHOa0NW3mq6z/s1600-h/S6301776.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmFS6ppnRgpVxhXA4-XR1sc7BNj5kq9gegppx5WtAQpYh9cIHnq4TQVCxKUafHZO_Vc_itAe1GVVhk0lAiq28EUrk5BVJea8mflh-83w5IJuStRTdOpiPvE7lJF04ifbFkMHOa0NW3mq6z/s200/S6301776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721572824263346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQEt6nIE8C-GSF4NgQDMS830GgRUuY4hDnAEUxY44bVqOnhzgCSEcGHKJUYiUSvqu8rf5QWoRLMtPpV-kIBwZwq5cip7pYlGIM8tc4Fy1lyOWShw-XOf1Ios6N01VKSAd_ywe9gzv8Oam/s1600-h/S6301768.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQEt6nIE8C-GSF4NgQDMS830GgRUuY4hDnAEUxY44bVqOnhzgCSEcGHKJUYiUSvqu8rf5QWoRLMtPpV-kIBwZwq5cip7pYlGIM8tc4Fy1lyOWShw-XOf1Ios6N01VKSAd_ywe9gzv8Oam/s200/S6301768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721310458103074" border="0" /></a><br />As for our last day there, we went to church and then visited a military cemetery, which they call the Punch Bowl. The peacefulness that resides there was just unreal. At the top of it there is an overlook of Honolulu and Waikiki.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1IsfY5l5yOgQcsVwXyWmSeAES6DHyLMZJUS6Pa0jiNkVjBWy0Yt621qgJ4QaD-O4_DVfRWckWU6OvomhAeHDwc5o6GlwDTEottzZqmOEqcgvWLL4z-9KZMJmE_iHrE43iUTDsZXymrQZ/s1600-h/S6301796.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1IsfY5l5yOgQcsVwXyWmSeAES6DHyLMZJUS6Pa0jiNkVjBWy0Yt621qgJ4QaD-O4_DVfRWckWU6OvomhAeHDwc5o6GlwDTEottzZqmOEqcgvWLL4z-9KZMJmE_iHrE43iUTDsZXymrQZ/s200/S6301796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232721811939558818" border="0" /></a> This was me after the walk back down the hill from the overlook...me tired..HA!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqJL4HHBHxWG6FV99zm5lg5f3LZLxPpb0vIh3jqLem94ryvPGLbcqrIKkXVCnt_nAZO0PrnmkqN4ajxedvo8F5xxXgNxr_joQfPhT5AkfyH-bqZks3_UpzX4twcUN5dAkk_R9xVC8l-68Y/s1600-h/S6301800.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqJL4HHBHxWG6FV99zm5lg5f3LZLxPpb0vIh3jqLem94ryvPGLbcqrIKkXVCnt_nAZO0PrnmkqN4ajxedvo8F5xxXgNxr_joQfPhT5AkfyH-bqZks3_UpzX4twcUN5dAkk_R9xVC8l-68Y/s200/S6301800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232722153007114610" border="0" /></a> For people who have wanted to see my belly, here it is...27 weeks<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3usYMk0O6qwAwgnGoYEGqn2oRHZC28ozm152elzekmixEdvKtR4YA5yCVWO3L5n4xp0ff4tJhXlnNmWTKi1w_lb8QVws4WV0dNddHkqbNXNpyU3XfopeGhgZFifPK1G7LAx0aHvKk1CL/s1600-h/S6301810.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3usYMk0O6qwAwgnGoYEGqn2oRHZC28ozm152elzekmixEdvKtR4YA5yCVWO3L5n4xp0ff4tJhXlnNmWTKi1w_lb8QVws4WV0dNddHkqbNXNpyU3XfopeGhgZFifPK1G7LAx0aHvKk1CL/s200/S6301810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232722364115367650" border="0" /></a> On the way to the airport my last memory of Hawaii. Thanks to my in-laws for such an amazing trip. I couldn't ask for anything better!spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-81452407601216188462008-07-10T20:55:00.009-06:002008-07-10T21:33:12.259-06:00My newest NephewWednesday morning July 9, 2008 at 8:42am my nephew Levi Garrett Foutch was born. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fpBaH6tuT6jIkIXxg7LoGP4E-RMfT88djTw-Nq4V34mPFrcV2nLgC3mxPW2ylTWbG08K_AIy9X7I3lLb7NnHViIWoPeFAlnMhHKjetiXhOS34CCyW6Rp5LhzcS58BQuJW0UfNaTYoIdV/s1600-h/S6301412.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fpBaH6tuT6jIkIXxg7LoGP4E-RMfT88djTw-Nq4V34mPFrcV2nLgC3mxPW2ylTWbG08K_AIy9X7I3lLb7NnHViIWoPeFAlnMhHKjetiXhOS34CCyW6Rp5LhzcS58BQuJW0UfNaTYoIdV/s200/S6301412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221589017734556482" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqngDhViRnBkfuYO6e39pXkWLzMYyGHKcp54-KZ6QTtIQzJK52nBCiZHMy1LaQ2llA8ORNw8qP4xDipQBPvDbHnUab37iAiiR8v5U1mF_Xb_3lR0uCxnef0KQZtQDcepc6YUvbxBZO0EX1/s1600-h/S6301395.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqngDhViRnBkfuYO6e39pXkWLzMYyGHKcp54-KZ6QTtIQzJK52nBCiZHMy1LaQ2llA8ORNw8qP4xDipQBPvDbHnUab37iAiiR8v5U1mF_Xb_3lR0uCxnef0KQZtQDcepc6YUvbxBZO0EX1/s200/S6301395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221587531378118802" border="0" /></a><br />I got to be there with my sister through the whole child bearing. Let me first say I had no desire to see anything. I was at the head of the bed, there to support my sister and be a good first time coach. Who knew you could still get a first rate view of everything at the head of the bed. I was so amazed at how fast the whole thing went. The doctor came in at 8am to induce, 8:15 was the enormous needle inserted into my sisters backside, and after just two pushes at 8:42 the baby was here (I am beginning to plead with the Lord that my labor goes that fast). Its such a strange moment that continuously replays over and over in my head.<br /><br />The best was that when I first held the baby, I teased my brother in law that he looked Jewish, with his very prominent nose. (Sidenote: originally the baby's name was going to be Matthew Bruce, and he had gone by that name all day after being born.) Wednesday night after I had left the hospital my sister and brother in law began to talk about how he didn't look like a Matthew. I had thought the same thing, but didn't say anything cuz he wasn't my baby. Come to find out my siblings and my cousin all had felt the same way about the name. My brother in law was then prompted with the name of Levi Garrett, who is a Hebrew ancestor on my mothers side. They both felt so strongly about that name. I thought it was perfect and very fitting.<br /><br />I have to say it was an amazing experience, and I feel very calm now about what I will have to go through now that I have seen the procedure. I'm so super excited especially because my little man will have a cousin who is the same age to play with.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbDx_5zsUKkfIv-NsUckKz76Z2hucdB97w2TWa2FjQKxkECroHmU2WtnFaZ74A-xZXPkvzX0ZrmpPLHtjcqxrKR-XRXDXPL8J_cKnBhhZvFSKOtQYZLjE-nbkZq7cO3r2CRBRWBj18mly/s1600-h/S6301433.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbDx_5zsUKkfIv-NsUckKz76Z2hucdB97w2TWa2FjQKxkECroHmU2WtnFaZ74A-xZXPkvzX0ZrmpPLHtjcqxrKR-XRXDXPL8J_cKnBhhZvFSKOtQYZLjE-nbkZq7cO3r2CRBRWBj18mly/s200/S6301433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221588802467461954" border="0" /></a> My brother Garrett joined in on the pictures with my sis and I<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTKDde8m09n-83MCnJ2IOVpL1amNXIpoCHpSD-ZRputX3NrVEvNWXSv5WNYr0nlLFnkFZEWVy26QjLFlf86hpIRCjPMIud42bz5aQ_ADTfPmufKvDXLRGFaBYip69YUaS5sdD5lQg_Sna/s1600-h/S6301422.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTKDde8m09n-83MCnJ2IOVpL1amNXIpoCHpSD-ZRputX3NrVEvNWXSv5WNYr0nlLFnkFZEWVy26QjLFlf86hpIRCjPMIud42bz5aQ_ADTfPmufKvDXLRGFaBYip69YUaS5sdD5lQg_Sna/s200/S6301422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221588567430021058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHIexSaXgKtWNonb38BAaMMnoGBcusn6GukRGkHLGwmjyyvZxFE5NG4OUcw0a56sCpdhGS2CZvqJswZ7URmN7UsiLuPwd5z26LorK_OOuRndMT9BxNAACtGvC-v4jKEgdaorDlCvGI-t60/s1600-h/S6301403.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHIexSaXgKtWNonb38BAaMMnoGBcusn6GukRGkHLGwmjyyvZxFE5NG4OUcw0a56sCpdhGS2CZvqJswZ7URmN7UsiLuPwd5z26LorK_OOuRndMT9BxNAACtGvC-v4jKEgdaorDlCvGI-t60/s200/S6301403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221590307628481730" border="0" /></a> My sister Jelly and her adorable growing family<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWjavHKaOMaHCvB1u6-cBAVbdAPsfMrF89Hx0GTrEq-IyVIf2cZfqCWhWE3IeKOhxneG_kwMm7UP9v_aGUT_w6E-n6NTZKyEDvSQhxOL0NhcT_MzLUshRRxy_5aCiFfKvpbp-_1fDH7VPi/s1600-h/S6301425.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWjavHKaOMaHCvB1u6-cBAVbdAPsfMrF89Hx0GTrEq-IyVIf2cZfqCWhWE3IeKOhxneG_kwMm7UP9v_aGUT_w6E-n6NTZKyEDvSQhxOL0NhcT_MzLUshRRxy_5aCiFfKvpbp-_1fDH7VPi/s200/S6301425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221590090850964338" border="0" /></a> My nephew Gabe wanted to go home in the baby's car seat...um about that.....spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-17905500189178345862008-07-01T18:13:00.007-06:002008-07-01T18:44:30.137-06:00Where was smokey the bear?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkC8orkqMV9hxtcy8Ql3B_HGfIxkTuvRTxrbCVv0CeWV9BKOW_eHYYvtoPDqs_7NWOyEls1C8ZUJSpyCT0TT8-gKG2grTTlxI1y_wSiZNAcc5GLc2nr3mCCb3wIXYYG6XnfNzRh5mpQSKB/s1600-h/100_2185.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkC8orkqMV9hxtcy8Ql3B_HGfIxkTuvRTxrbCVv0CeWV9BKOW_eHYYvtoPDqs_7NWOyEls1C8ZUJSpyCT0TT8-gKG2grTTlxI1y_wSiZNAcc5GLc2nr3mCCb3wIXYYG6XnfNzRh5mpQSKB/s200/100_2185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218205199223366242" border="0" /></a> So this last weekend or the week before (I'm not sure of dates, because I can't remember what I did yesterday) Josh and I drove 3 hours to a remote place called Moon Lake to spend some quality time with his family camping. Any of you who know me know that my idea of camping is in a hotel with no cable, so I was happy when I found out we had cabins to sleep in. Being 5 months pregnant and the thought of sleeping on the ground was not so appealing. I must say I was overjoyed beyond anything when I saw the outhouses actually had indoor plumbing. I gave a prayer of thanks. LOL! I really had a great time hangin with the fam. We played cards, watched the kids play in the freezing cold lake, sent all the guys off to fish, and the best part was watching Josh throw our 45 pound old english bulldog into the lake. No need to report us to the "cruelty of animals" commission, as one, it was our way of giving him a bath, and two, Josh was right on hand when our dog went under for a second and Josh almost had to dive under to get him. He came back up and proved he could swim with ease. It was fun just to relax and watch the kids play and sit by the camp fire. I have to say that is one of my favorite things to do, just sit by the campfire, eating snacks, and B.S.ing with everyone.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJrku977xWVvIhW_dMmE4oTzuM_v6hjHPMH43c-zhYSDlyKNI_JSJEhbSj3wd8PuJhLwnGUWIojtC8mgsVlYVl2ypDAteyk9T0wAopxRV5CWFOtIAqW6zQuG7NBjXLtdbJKzefvVhyXHE/s1600-h/100_2197.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJrku977xWVvIhW_dMmE4oTzuM_v6hjHPMH43c-zhYSDlyKNI_JSJEhbSj3wd8PuJhLwnGUWIojtC8mgsVlYVl2ypDAteyk9T0wAopxRV5CWFOtIAqW6zQuG7NBjXLtdbJKzefvVhyXHE/s200/100_2197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218204752811944482" border="0" /></a> All the women folk. Me with my sisters and mother in law.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWe28vOa9g336TkKkXikj3VOD2zs684EGGY1D8zUzFXwl7vfzQUQNkoI-l_XtqSkpXo-MvElLjOb7uZ9ngRrhhlEGL2R-VYdUSld-5kVjf1P2mZJ3_SoQnTluVmZR0lQoq-8Xf84uCX4L/s1600-h/100_2196.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWe28vOa9g336TkKkXikj3VOD2zs684EGGY1D8zUzFXwl7vfzQUQNkoI-l_XtqSkpXo-MvElLjOb7uZ9ngRrhhlEGL2R-VYdUSld-5kVjf1P2mZJ3_SoQnTluVmZR0lQoq-8Xf84uCX4L/s200/100_2196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218204559315010882" border="0" /></a> Josh and Brutus. Josh would throw a stick out into the lake and brutus would go after it as long as it wasn't too far out, when it was too far out, he would stop and just back up all the way to shore. I have never laughed so hard, it was a sight to see.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqY2YeHGQF7uQnsyITHlG5egSBnc7PwE_27cXRmjdLNMikuMSLxOc2HaxW1TCxh2Oi6cJ3Tj-REm2KNs8nZy3tbFqwWUH1C7gkjL3NNocNdc7kuI-bD2BT1O2whgTCsiP7aQPqjMhktkEI/s1600-h/100_2191.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqY2YeHGQF7uQnsyITHlG5egSBnc7PwE_27cXRmjdLNMikuMSLxOc2HaxW1TCxh2Oi6cJ3Tj-REm2KNs8nZy3tbFqwWUH1C7gkjL3NNocNdc7kuI-bD2BT1O2whgTCsiP7aQPqjMhktkEI/s200/100_2191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218204369803072162" border="0" /></a> My sister-in-law Autumn and me with my beloved Diet Coke. Can't leave home without it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD6iSpR95-C1PeTLcjUvbzrKa6iOh3CJ0i42j4E7XYMP_x19iXrn0-y-SnirI1Ov0xFL5NBAJp_U1RQ803f-SRAkTgyhquj6H45pwE7LhmNAWtUtZ5YP6zihWdoJ8jt_a9Nx_6onqGrVZq/s1600-h/100_2180.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD6iSpR95-C1PeTLcjUvbzrKa6iOh3CJ0i42j4E7XYMP_x19iXrn0-y-SnirI1Ov0xFL5NBAJp_U1RQ803f-SRAkTgyhquj6H45pwE7LhmNAWtUtZ5YP6zihWdoJ8jt_a9Nx_6onqGrVZq/s200/100_2180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218204128800692818" border="0" /></a> Josh caught a total of 33 fishes. I think I last heard that all together the boys caught over 100 fish.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJCJuOYA_VeZr6praT2Z51G6DTETPgMBH4EeBEX7K6E3ezgVtl8oRZ0YNM1CNFIKxijn6oK2ApaYta6R7rm_82-khY5lEI6rB-czHqzWlt96_YXVZpvqvj9dtz3HATadh4bvH_H1lfh6dJ/s1600-h/100_2184.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJCJuOYA_VeZr6praT2Z51G6DTETPgMBH4EeBEX7K6E3ezgVtl8oRZ0YNM1CNFIKxijn6oK2ApaYta6R7rm_82-khY5lEI6rB-czHqzWlt96_YXVZpvqvj9dtz3HATadh4bvH_H1lfh6dJ/s200/100_2184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218203817789608562" border="0" /></a> Wow I was thrilled for this shot. ;-) I'm guessing I just woke up.<br />Thanks Kallee for all the pictures. ;-)spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-65192486477122213252008-06-17T21:38:00.002-06:002008-06-17T22:12:23.920-06:00The big dayFor Josh and I today was like Christmas. We were like little kids waiting and waiting to see what the ultrasound had in store for us. Josh was sure we were having a girl and I was certain we were having a boy. We both have been wanting a boy. Luckily we had a great ultrasound tech. who told us right away. We are having a BOY! I'm so excited, I even got teary. For those of you wondering, our little darling had no problem showing us he was a boy. ;-) The tech even gave us a picture of it to prove it. I really didn't need that much proof, but thanks. Now if we could only decide on a name. I like Aiden Joshua, and Josh likes Bryant Joshua....who knows, knowing us it will probably change next week.spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-31011155927111369952008-06-10T05:40:00.002-06:002008-06-10T05:58:48.402-06:00ABC TagThanks Kayla...I borrowed this from ya ;-)<br />ABC Tag...<br /><br />A-Attached or Single?- Attached. Thank goodness<br />B-Best Friend?- I have 3.<br />C-Cake or Pie?- Neither really. I'm a cookie girl<br />D-Day of Choice?- Sunday, no obligations, what can I say I have slacker written all over my forehead<br />E-Essential Item?- cell phone, it's a love hate relationship<br />F- Favorite color?- Probably pink, I love all colors really<br />G-Gummy Bears or Worms?- Worms all the way, I love the red and clear ones, I need to go get some now, they sound so good.<br />H-Hometown?-what's considered hometown?<br />I-Favorite Indulgence? Something sweet, salty, and chocolate, all at the same time<br />J-January or July?- July, it's warm<br />K-Kids? one on the way, who is learning already to keep me up in the night, remind me to thank you when you come out.<br />L-Life isn't complete without? talking to my sister or brandi once a day<br />M-Marriage Date?- July, 20 2007<br />N-Number of brothers and sisters? 1 sister, 2 brothers<br />O-Oranges or Apples?- Both as long as they are pre-sliced for me, I hate cutting fruit<br />P-Phobia and Fears? Drowning. Funny thing is I love to be in the ocean and pools, I hate lakes. Yeah I'm weird, I know.<br />Q-Quote? Deal with it!<br />R-Reason to smile? My baby brother is moving here today. I've missed being around him.<br />S-Season of choice? Spring...when we have it. I love the perfect temps when it's so nice and warm. I love being warm.<br />T-Tag ten people? Whoever wants to do it. I'm sure there's gotta be ten of you.<br />U-Unknown fact about me? I can't think of anything at the moment so any of you still reading this can make something up and start a rumor if you want to.<br />V-Vegetable? Green beans. I can eat them right out of the can. I love it. Again weird I know.<br />W-Worst habit? Josh would probably say, nagging him to do stuff around the house.<br />Y-Your favorite food? Being pregnant it changes every week. I have been pretty sick this week so I can't say for sure. Normally I would say any Chips and or Candy. ;-)<br />Z-Zodiac Sign? Scorpiospaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-43548932346861706632008-05-27T18:13:00.007-06:002008-05-27T18:55:57.165-06:00I've been way to lazySo back after a month, here I am. Unfortunately I believe the medication the doctor had me on was causing me to pretty much want to lay down and die. I really haven't cared about anything and have just wanted to stay in bed, serious depression folks. So I decided to go off it and I have felt much more like my sassy self. So on with life shall we......<br />At the beginning of the month Josh and my brother Darren and I went to Las Vegas. We stopped in St. George for two days and then went on to Vegas for another two days to spend with my Aunt and Uncle from Florida. It was a blast hanging out with them, especially since my Aunt has to have everything planned right down to the last "whatever". Can I tell you how much I love buffets. Uh, I love BUFFETS. I think I had three plates each meal, which I am not embarrassed about one bit, I am feeding for two, ;-). Side note speaking of Buffets. My baby brother Garrett calls me when we got back and says, "I shouldn't tell you what Darren said about you in Vegas," I started laughing and said, "what that I am a big pig at the buffets?" He was silent and says, how did you know? I figured he would say just as much. I still get a kick out of that.<br /><br />Anyway back to the trip, while in St. George we went to ride the bumper boats, go-carts, and had a blast at the batting cages.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltn1RdDhe3MHWe8I5qw5i-QiQMmFRcRz0BoHx1PBMAYh7aNAvyDw-k3pUWloJVBpp03AfEQr9eX0HYKK2FpzaofF9s7yPvnjx-lOBxhZdvoagowtqHooh42E8uPT4ySS2IAoc8e-MrJQT/s1600-h/S6301107.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltn1RdDhe3MHWe8I5qw5i-QiQMmFRcRz0BoHx1PBMAYh7aNAvyDw-k3pUWloJVBpp03AfEQr9eX0HYKK2FpzaofF9s7yPvnjx-lOBxhZdvoagowtqHooh42E8uPT4ySS2IAoc8e-MrJQT/s200/S6301107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205218793413703330" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD8dz8ndweYHWYF8rLjSVtsXKvsDNc5Mj-hTAtftOpxqjvv3f7bofClKubHDFlMgMN8OImktOcuM4U_bU30qN411EhWqjG3FHRvm7-6jYewPE_ZnD6zavYKS7edaIoqQYC7WJ5Za0c8Sf7/s1600-h/S6301089.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD8dz8ndweYHWYF8rLjSVtsXKvsDNc5Mj-hTAtftOpxqjvv3f7bofClKubHDFlMgMN8OImktOcuM4U_bU30qN411EhWqjG3FHRvm7-6jYewPE_ZnD6zavYKS7edaIoqQYC7WJ5Za0c8Sf7/s200/S6301089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205218007434688146" border="0" /></a><br />Josh had way too much fun soaking me on the bumper boats.<br />When we hit up Vegas we stayed in the older part of Vegas (which I call the Old "Ghetto" Strip), and had way too much fun. I think my brother and Josh hit up every Casino on the strip. I could only handle about half. Here are just a few pics from our trip. I got to spin the wheel for a "free something" at the Monte Carlo, I won a free drink from Starbucks.... just what I always wanted. ;-)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeswbea2GCnb-xzN10HciG4ciE57j7dKz7XimcigTfaxTar04O0QMzenp24ZrbYmz1tgDnfj3CjaXCvz8y5EQFk6n8WgNk5COj_eCddASaq9E0oYHO5D5edYa6TLg0Ec545p9LB4z5TZy/s1600-h/S6301140.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeswbea2GCnb-xzN10HciG4ciE57j7dKz7XimcigTfaxTar04O0QMzenp24ZrbYmz1tgDnfj3CjaXCvz8y5EQFk6n8WgNk5COj_eCddASaq9E0oYHO5D5edYa6TLg0Ec545p9LB4z5TZy/s200/S6301140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205223582302238418" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq57InHzPVttIHlBMaL0ddaYUOb12_dDPEmED-zNs_nv3Et9IewbatN5fK7sSZo6aalJDhc7QVAfRtfkdYhLzchJz_ejINX41v_BCtZpkiy9i_-3Wykqw0iU8zedVut7188YsOMrBRyxs/s1600-h/S6301124.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq57InHzPVttIHlBMaL0ddaYUOb12_dDPEmED-zNs_nv3Et9IewbatN5fK7sSZo6aalJDhc7QVAfRtfkdYhLzchJz_ejINX41v_BCtZpkiy9i_-3Wykqw0iU8zedVut7188YsOMrBRyxs/s200/S6301124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205220872177874610" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeswbea2GCnb-xzN10HciG4ciE57j7dKz7XimcigTfaxTar04O0QMzenp24ZrbYmz1tgDnfj3CjaXCvz8y5EQFk6n8WgNk5COj_eCddASaq9E0oYHO5D5edYa6TLg0Ec545p9LB4z5TZy/s1600-h/S6301140.JPG"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0lQ8MyTNbFc-dWImScVhcEYjAPmGpydzodemuTBSOtRlrnX7WgxjQuqZf61FAAY2xGhTNOx3JBSBZKKUg6o3AP6KKPpsoQiMDO4tNOVe7sRkRffZPskmScAnJU32pj0OpmrzjVKYCKB2/s1600-h/S6301174.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0lQ8MyTNbFc-dWImScVhcEYjAPmGpydzodemuTBSOtRlrnX7WgxjQuqZf61FAAY2xGhTNOx3JBSBZKKUg6o3AP6KKPpsoQiMDO4tNOVe7sRkRffZPskmScAnJU32pj0OpmrzjVKYCKB2/s200/S6301174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205222001754273474" border="0" /></a>spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-73451893538804477402008-04-25T22:17:00.012-06:002008-04-25T22:57:37.833-06:00Could Friday night get any better?!So I am sitting at home on the computer on a friday night while my husband is downstairs watching all the basketball playoffs. However, I cannot be mad at him, I did manage to get him to help clean the house, yes literally CLEAN the house. He is really awesome when it comes to helping me. Okay done bragging. ;-)<br /><br />Anyway, so I thought it might be fun to post all my different colors of hair I have had recently in the last couple of months, okay okay, and weeks. Yes it's changed 3 different times in the last couple of weeks. Come on now, we all should be used to this by now. Why am I doing this? I don't know because I am bored and I personally think it's kinda funny to see all my different hair colors and lengths. So here goes.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkaA7WsutiuTZrSa2SvA0oDslNKoklQrvy3QLktTKjjXQv5NVH1KUe7MN1qHcQ04WQ_vntnG4qM2G_aZTP3anO2l0TTsJJYaOjOQcTcdrO_ujhaNnOS1IE9E4btkhzdvdswl1oBfl07WP9/s1600-h/S6300202.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkaA7WsutiuTZrSa2SvA0oDslNKoklQrvy3QLktTKjjXQv5NVH1KUe7MN1qHcQ04WQ_vntnG4qM2G_aZTP3anO2l0TTsJJYaOjOQcTcdrO_ujhaNnOS1IE9E4btkhzdvdswl1oBfl07WP9/s200/S6300202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193405446447302274" border="0" /></a> This hair excursion began in August of 2007-this is what Josh considers normal hair....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMcEX2Jyxo-hQWrIAv4rWcx76zHYutMGb_QHC0YCoXTTHnnyMq3Q5CamWHA8jJg7lCUeC9tZtxTd4c804Hwn_GPGINozntlNgKsqdWR6V1vv4Rsiaj65KFZi8AkdtVm1GlhHqCPc-tMol-/s1600-h/S6300392.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMcEX2Jyxo-hQWrIAv4rWcx76zHYutMGb_QHC0YCoXTTHnnyMq3Q5CamWHA8jJg7lCUeC9tZtxTd4c804Hwn_GPGINozntlNgKsqdWR6V1vv4Rsiaj65KFZi8AkdtVm1GlhHqCPc-tMol-/s200/S6300392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193405880238999186" border="0" /></a> I love Red!!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeiNny_3xwTRuQTDWawYyYK6CysIoucaZ1oxZ-XjoHVPr9ejWwwOMBxpD1tz1sWYQacVsll639lo1zqh6nqLCfyuDt5pZgc5GWJ5PTIz8GV7mA01OQI4L89t1XUzWvHKUEK9sQJ5XHkzQ0/s1600-h/S6300642.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeiNny_3xwTRuQTDWawYyYK6CysIoucaZ1oxZ-XjoHVPr9ejWwwOMBxpD1tz1sWYQacVsll639lo1zqh6nqLCfyuDt5pZgc5GWJ5PTIz8GV7mA01OQI4L89t1XUzWvHKUEK9sQJ5XHkzQ0/s200/S6300642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193409148709111490" border="0" /></a> It was necessary to be blonde again, not sure as to why, but it was necessary...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_BhNhe5Xj5sdUWfUH6bSOzYQy-vkyBEko4bZXXv0EDUFv0dZlRywPwaKF1MREX0lwJ7-ydlpVdMmfg8Ndk5Exo9_K_nCaYC7TjilIFnDM63k3U1UGZPtkrYqONWCWJYKF1KQyM7q_a51/s1600-h/S6300669.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_BhNhe5Xj5sdUWfUH6bSOzYQy-vkyBEko4bZXXv0EDUFv0dZlRywPwaKF1MREX0lwJ7-ydlpVdMmfg8Ndk5Exo9_K_nCaYC7TjilIFnDM63k3U1UGZPtkrYqONWCWJYKF1KQyM7q_a51/s200/S6300669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193408375614998194" border="0" /></a> Now it's time to chop it off....then time to think pink...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExt_i6iF2W-IrlKarcdG_CDroyBYTwwgSVded6nmWPvTci3kLPeoXb90oSywj5up-mi9rYoWAWMbLN4tIj2pq9icNlhAmLFeLw6IwIhfLTqkfZhnnN2we39tTQaeqGcjHdr2AqT71zt-f/s1600-h/S6300958.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExt_i6iF2W-IrlKarcdG_CDroyBYTwwgSVded6nmWPvTci3kLPeoXb90oSywj5up-mi9rYoWAWMbLN4tIj2pq9icNlhAmLFeLw6IwIhfLTqkfZhnnN2we39tTQaeqGcjHdr2AqT71zt-f/s200/S6300958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193409543846102738" border="0" /></a> This was my favorite, I don't care what my future children will think of me!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmRRhkht_yBNbYJyBf9XTYDK774K25cvebz3Vp-p3aA8U8KfDiKsK1-rF4cs3BTK-tKlYXNEH-Hk8EMLM5lru7SpW80LHjm1D-zKMbE1936j9Zvcw3qWYGOQqLbVKS8W5YR0Lc5PkP3kht/s1600-h/S6301007.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmRRhkht_yBNbYJyBf9XTYDK774K25cvebz3Vp-p3aA8U8KfDiKsK1-rF4cs3BTK-tKlYXNEH-Hk8EMLM5lru7SpW80LHjm1D-zKMbE1936j9Zvcw3qWYGOQqLbVKS8W5YR0Lc5PkP3kht/s200/S6301007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193410097896883938" border="0" /></a> The pink became too costly, so back to brown we go....or do we????<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC_x-LfkfiS5YUI0bVdAzGtEPXZzv1UWqW7MAnVF6fUUudA1wfZwHWG5y_nkupwcvWkfTFVMzEz-ZXUsFu_-N3cM7AFeTrA9IzfIYZ8lPB3Wv8qTNKRdHY2AEhneRcPAhyyzw9LrgDFrwf/s1600-h/S6301019.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC_x-LfkfiS5YUI0bVdAzGtEPXZzv1UWqW7MAnVF6fUUudA1wfZwHWG5y_nkupwcvWkfTFVMzEz-ZXUsFu_-N3cM7AFeTrA9IzfIYZ8lPB3Wv8qTNKRdHY2AEhneRcPAhyyzw9LrgDFrwf/s200/S6301019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193410737847011058" border="0" /></a> Yeah not for long, I call it.....Raspberry, my own concoction. ;-)<br />That too didn't last....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8G1bNO2QI7qTdocex62Ba4Nrnl3qcNfzF_efQkQ2PxV8IYkD1VIth1XRpulRc9vrV4O_mNl51fT92__mEngXzA_9Z7kxUxHWU6D4GQMtoDe0A1CI9p2V4BWexf6nkyMPqv6ampyvVmzk/s1600-h/S6301039.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8G1bNO2QI7qTdocex62Ba4Nrnl3qcNfzF_efQkQ2PxV8IYkD1VIth1XRpulRc9vrV4O_mNl51fT92__mEngXzA_9Z7kxUxHWU6D4GQMtoDe0A1CI9p2V4BWexf6nkyMPqv6ampyvVmzk/s200/S6301039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193411180228642562" border="0" /></a> so as of right now it's Raspberry and black. Who knows how long this one will last, it's fun for now.<br /><br />I love pictures.spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-77221212833667251462008-04-23T22:29:00.009-06:002008-04-23T23:05:19.648-06:00Bored out of my Ding DongSo I love that phrase. My boss uses it all the time, and tonight it applies. My hubby is still at work and there is nothing on tv. It's sad because I have been doing so much lately, went to the Zoo, had a party for my brother, took a color class, went to a funeral, I have so many things I could go on about and have no desire. Maybe when you are at the the point of complete and utter boredom nothing will suffice. So I will throw a few pictures on here, don't worry none from the funeral, that could go very badly, besides, I didn't take any while I was there, so HA!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEnC-JUyuLev_QpNrfnft-LysJsdM8bbgycARnWHUwazdIDbBoj2mxRTwLCVJ8oR8pJAclEgRHYtK4Qw104e1BbZ8BmG8PjYvRcdoZY6BUhHXlxZoddhPWi_HlMFRu_nuEdQYrg_kraBFE/s1600-h/S6301057.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEnC-JUyuLev_QpNrfnft-LysJsdM8bbgycARnWHUwazdIDbBoj2mxRTwLCVJ8oR8pJAclEgRHYtK4Qw104e1BbZ8BmG8PjYvRcdoZY6BUhHXlxZoddhPWi_HlMFRu_nuEdQYrg_kraBFE/s200/S6301057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192667210288596514" border="0" /></a> This is me and my nephew Deklan on his birthday at the Zoo. (Yep it's a new color I am sporting this week, don't worry will get to that some other time...maybe)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZU9vT-K5NFGw0abSCg8rv4M5gUHuVhXlA0HX8S3Ki7slKaKzg2cmYz_Uzhvho0bfuppozXasniTAhG86YqO5L5XVwU4A0RDYZaSDP8dcBawhVxQoX79Qtr-k6LIlF1dUnYIXsTQc3Y_n/s1600-h/S6301059.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZU9vT-K5NFGw0abSCg8rv4M5gUHuVhXlA0HX8S3Ki7slKaKzg2cmYz_Uzhvho0bfuppozXasniTAhG86YqO5L5XVwU4A0RDYZaSDP8dcBawhVxQoX79Qtr-k6LIlF1dUnYIXsTQc3Y_n/s200/S6301059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192668872440940082" border="0" /></a> Sorry honey, this is my new boyfriend Eddie...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIpE5CRrntII75a6IIp64KVQ1lCoAwk34mYRsvSQj-V1DJwAk8A-oa0D5ksLbsVO22HRcIBjOZIxma-dsiErZQLlZaQQrnvw2o8dCT8_OiYxgbRv78WLhxN0RGHqdaCVXsZqgm_B1lwo_/s1600-h/S6301063.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIpE5CRrntII75a6IIp64KVQ1lCoAwk34mYRsvSQj-V1DJwAk8A-oa0D5ksLbsVO22HRcIBjOZIxma-dsiErZQLlZaQQrnvw2o8dCT8_OiYxgbRv78WLhxN0RGHqdaCVXsZqgm_B1lwo_/s200/S6301063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192669263282964034" border="0" /></a> Me and B on the train ride of LAMENESSSSSSSSS<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCISBevvwWjSh9bjV3sMiXTMVh5sKODRn-fXZD90YVxLR8G4p0lrVZiyxC-OmjLLrrpiqMaiNvRwBd7I36zDSu_WpE_UZOPkbMqQTQ7_dkdQqzut9Tb1EmA_OYJBjd-F-nHdoD1wZei8cM/s1600-h/S6301037.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCISBevvwWjSh9bjV3sMiXTMVh5sKODRn-fXZD90YVxLR8G4p0lrVZiyxC-OmjLLrrpiqMaiNvRwBd7I36zDSu_WpE_UZOPkbMqQTQ7_dkdQqzut9Tb1EmA_OYJBjd-F-nHdoD1wZei8cM/s200/S6301037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192671462306219618" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB0Z_7ADzYhQ-XOlRSpSSPkEqEfepgPhmSv3Mney9tbYGm6TqMcOOQlKtqMiMm6adS5ELWsgb82brP1o1ksHm_TGTwW6hFLKw1D8V_O9H-y9qvo9NG8Dr6-Xk_Jhr2mX-1Ldop4yc7-5Kz/s1600-h/S6301049.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB0Z_7ADzYhQ-XOlRSpSSPkEqEfepgPhmSv3Mney9tbYGm6TqMcOOQlKtqMiMm6adS5ELWsgb82brP1o1ksHm_TGTwW6hFLKw1D8V_O9H-y9qvo9NG8Dr6-Xk_Jhr2mX-1Ldop4yc7-5Kz/s200/S6301049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192672076486542962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDxddAfkhfXXiugZuHlCgiilAzLcg724cxGTqYUphjaGN0tIIOJ5O9aJFPVaYxBvgxU9l6GClbmYcgT_0Dhn_zFt-5Ilh4TTYfScEC_cOUotsy_MQUoxO8GIVFi5nNU6doGmWbJqF7qlf/s1600-h/S6301053.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDxddAfkhfXXiugZuHlCgiilAzLcg724cxGTqYUphjaGN0tIIOJ5O9aJFPVaYxBvgxU9l6GClbmYcgT_0Dhn_zFt-5Ilh4TTYfScEC_cOUotsy_MQUoxO8GIVFi5nNU6doGmWbJqF7qlf/s200/S6301053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192670109391521362" border="0" /></a> These are the pets I brought home, but Josh made me take them back, I just don't understand why!spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-30738684732669240712008-04-11T16:29:00.003-06:002008-04-11T16:51:03.009-06:00That comes from where????So we had our official first doctors visit and got our first ultra sound. I still wasn't sure what I was looking at, but I pointed out the head and was right, so I guess there really is a baby there. It was so neat to hear the heartbeat. Josh came with me, and it was so nice to have him there minus the..."well I guess you really are pregnant now." All day after the appointment that's what I got to hear. It's official I'm not faking sick. ;-) The second best part of the doctors visit was while we were sitting in the waiting area we were given books to look at and one of them had explicit pictures of child birth. Josh's eyes got big and says "ewwww gross, I can't believe that comes from there. I said, Well sherlock where else would it come from. He says, I don't know but that is just wrong. "<br />Gotta love guys and their thinking. I really was happy that he came with. If you end up reading his blog, it's the more sentimental side of all of it, so I am glad he wrote the good stuff.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnMeXFsRQpzpuY-otntKDpD-QIre9C-VEwbn6nFKsZ45NA2vz_EGKEkKwn5OuRmi34EJEPq7-QZvoILCJZfPA83gtqjjvqPRWXfLBl6JjFXLvmjxDsKkYeZLdwu05ohUUzR5a3PZZRdctQ/s1600-h/10-kumquat.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnMeXFsRQpzpuY-otntKDpD-QIre9C-VEwbn6nFKsZ45NA2vz_EGKEkKwn5OuRmi34EJEPq7-QZvoILCJZfPA83gtqjjvqPRWXfLBl6JjFXLvmjxDsKkYeZLdwu05ohUUzR5a3PZZRdctQ/s200/10-kumquat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188123404505441906" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold;">10 Weeks:</span> Your baby, now barely the size of a kumquat, weighs less than a quarter of an ounce. (Length: a little over 1 inch, head to bottom.) Well folks for those wondering about what a kumquat is, there you go ;-)<br /><br />Besides the doctors visit, my coolest sister-in-law (yes B, that would be you) finally spilled the beans that she is gonna have a baby. I am so excited because we are gonna be pregnant together. She is two weeks ahead of me. We have talked about being pregnant together for so long and to have it happen is so exciting. So now, lets see....my sister is due in July, my friend Dharma is due in August, B is due in October, I am due in Nov, oh yeah Nov. 4, and my other sister in law called to tell us she is due in December. WOW! Talk about an out pouring of kids.spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-38962111037960118542008-04-02T22:20:00.002-06:002008-04-02T22:33:46.147-06:00Okay I am back from the land of the DEAD!So yes these last couple of weeks have killed me....almost. I have had no desire to come near this computer. So I apologize for the lack of update. I have been so tired and sick, sick and tired... just nauseated, thank goodness, no throwy-up-ey. Luckily this will all make you all puke when you hear that I have had the best supportive husband through these last couple of weeks. Like the night I was screaming for a taco bell salad and Josh could not understand for the life of him why I just couldn't eat anything here in the house, finally after playing the martyr (which yes I am good at) he went and got my salad. He is learning though. Especially the other night when I came home from work in a dire need for steak, which totally threw me cuz I like steak, (but man I don't crave it like this) and Josh didn't question me, I went to the store and got some steak and cooked it. He's beginning to understand. It's funny how people keep asking me so how you feeling, I feel like crap and I feel like adopting next time I consider having a child, thanks for asking. ;-) Good times, Good times. Okay well I really don't say that, but you know I think it every single time.<br />Well BABY update, I'm 9 weeks along and my baby is the size of a grape. MMMMM grapes, torr remember when we used to do the frozen grapes in college??? Those were my favorite, I still do that sometimes.<br />Anyway, back to the baby, and the fact that the tail is gone this week, HOORAY!!!!! for no more tail. Oh and hands and feet are there too. Okay this is enough, my unisom is kickin in, must go to bed now.spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2334737386852531395.post-21430419886689704932008-03-20T19:23:00.002-06:002008-03-20T19:25:00.285-06:00I had a retard sandwich todayOkay so I am officially dumb and forgot to save my old blog template and lost everyones blog addresses. So if you could all leave your blog address for me so I can re-add you and save it like a smartie I really am, that would be awesome.<br /><br />Thanks!!!!!!spaceyhawkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107429300485977652noreply@blogger.com12