<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936</id><updated>2012-02-19T23:43:17.154-08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='obama'/><category term='summer'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='Lucy'/><category term='Busy'/><category term='sick kids'/><category term='family'/><category term='death'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='praying mantis'/><category term='music'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='fun'/><category term='unwelcome guest'/><category term='holidays...'/><category term='love'/><category term='no motivation'/><category term='fat'/><category term='Raising kids'/><category term='Valentines'/><category term='playing online'/><category term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Blogalicious</title><subtitle type='html'>My Life in My Words...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-9187911274055420520</id><published>2010-01-25T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:53:13.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2NDQ*OTE*NTA5NiZwdD*xMjY*NDQ5MTg5MTE5JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1kNmMwMjM3N2FmMTY*/Mzc5YjI1MTdmZmZmNzAzZTQ1OSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="600" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/016.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-9187911274055420520?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/9187911274055420520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/9187911274055420520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/9187911274055420520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1606166010507123026</id><published>2010-01-08T13:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:46:11.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' Arsty For the New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I saw this great idea on &lt;a href="http://gifts.redenvelope.com/baby/handprintcanvaskits-27747025?trackingpgroup=RecentlyViewed&amp;amp;tile=hmpg_pod2"&gt;redenvelope.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424488137692288530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/S0enOJd4FhI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ZgKMvyUpeUA/s320/MD08_203080_W.jpg" /&gt;I thought it was awesome, but NOT for $40 a kit (plus shipping!)!! I couldn't believe it! Sooo I decided to head to the craft store and buy everything there! I spent $15! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424485967909624866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/S0elP2ZYHCI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DCey7lMnl7w/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;Wow! I didn't even have to pay shipping! Hee hee! So here is my project...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, paint the 10x10 canvases with four colors of your choice! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424485978303972930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/S0elQdHlRkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ws6Z0zGtAYE/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;Then, get your put your kiddos hand prints on them. Um yeah, that's about it. Easy huh?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424485985272146674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/S0elQ3E7KvI/AAAAAAAAAj0/0Ro_s9a8ehA/s320/060.JPG" /&gt; I think it turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself! I think it looks great in the playroom! And the kids helped, so they love it as well! It was an easy project, and so dang cute!! Go me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1606166010507123026?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1606166010507123026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2010/01/feelin-arsty-for-new-year.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1606166010507123026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1606166010507123026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2010/01/feelin-arsty-for-new-year.html' title='Feelin&apos; Arsty For the New Year!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/S0enOJd4FhI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ZgKMvyUpeUA/s72-c/MD08_203080_W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-6746269610776516630</id><published>2009-10-15T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:26:53.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Winter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Ste8HQNz1EI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4uFCeQx1HsU/s1600-h/ATT00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392985911597454402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Ste8HQNz1EI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4uFCeQx1HsU/s320/ATT00073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you are all ready, because it is coming!!! I think we are skipping fall this year and heading straight to winter! My kids are sure ready! They are already donning their great winter hats. Connor calls his hat, the "sock hat" and Clara calls her hat, "the hat that is like Connor's". Hilarious! I am busy busy busy getting ready for my sister's baby shower this weekend. (Thank you Amy C. for the game sheets!!! I don't think I thanked you!!!) It should be fun!!! I am making some yummy cupcakes, which I will post the recipes here later... pear cupcakes and orange cupcakes. Holy Freaking Delicious!!!! Well, have a Happy Fall/Winter!!!!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-6746269610776516630?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/6746269610776516630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/10/ready-for-winter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6746269610776516630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6746269610776516630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/10/ready-for-winter.html' title='Ready for Winter?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Ste8HQNz1EI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4uFCeQx1HsU/s72-c/ATT00073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8974901299753716714</id><published>2009-08-31T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:06:40.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferris Wheel Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0HYsLU_n3fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0HYsLU_n3fw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8974901299753716714?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8974901299753716714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/ferris-wheel-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8974901299753716714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8974901299753716714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/ferris-wheel-fun.html' title='Ferris Wheel Fun!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5502795428535988639</id><published>2009-08-27T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:19:50.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer, don't end please</title><content type='html'>I love summer. I love the heat. I love pools and sprinklers. I love vacations. I love my garden because I love homegrown veggies.I love flip flops and shorts. I love tanned skin. I love Popsicles. I love sun shine and green hills. Here are a couple of fun moments from the last few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374827652747112514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc5RerwMEI/AAAAAAAAAic/ndKojmat-mE/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids LOVE going into the garden and picking the veggies! Clara has a new love for tomatoes! That's my girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374827660880748994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc5R8-9ocI/AAAAAAAAAik/eQngpA9HWCY/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374827673460510386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc5Sr2NjrI/AAAAAAAAAis/wcux5xSqONg/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374827679514911762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc5TCZsZBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/oqn7LCBm05c/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our neighbors went to Disneyworld and brought back some fun things for the kids! It is so sweet that they thought of them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374831850556273106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc9F0vcsdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/s5gkXq0YKsQ/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374831842292900098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc9FV9ToQI/AAAAAAAAAjM/K0jtJrRofG8/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We made dirt cups (chocolate pudding, oreos, and gummy worms)! Here is the aftermath. Ew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374831833206820818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc9E0HBD9I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1xztR90pwmc/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374831824722049746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc9EUgFutI/AAAAAAAAAi8/CwwfJOPNLag/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5502795428535988639?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5502795428535988639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-dont-end-please.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5502795428535988639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5502795428535988639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-dont-end-please.html' title='Summer, don&apos;t end please'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Spc5RerwMEI/AAAAAAAAAic/ndKojmat-mE/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3153893289566070990</id><published>2009-08-18T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:47:03.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Future Photographer again</title><content type='html'>Connor "found" his camera again. It has been fun! Everything is a photo opp for that kid. Even the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think this is the only picture I have of the two of them that they are posing nicely for. Only because it is Connor's camera. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR-5CmGYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/m0Lh__SYjbc/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371406752730716546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR-5CmGYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/m0Lh__SYjbc/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Self shot! He is totally my son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR-U9lkVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/iRi_EL9tJfA/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371406743046033746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR-U9lkVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/iRi_EL9tJfA/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and her bra sticking out. Hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR-P0tG6I/AAAAAAAAAhs/oTWrmJuDnME/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371406741666601890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR-P0tG6I/AAAAAAAAAhs/oTWrmJuDnME/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Clara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosSdYzAeyI/AAAAAAAAAiU/thxA1vFaU04/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371407276651346722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosSdYzAeyI/AAAAAAAAAiU/thxA1vFaU04/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was ticked because she didn't want her picture taken. She wanted to TAKE the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosSc0we4GI/AAAAAAAAAiM/oGCFXv3S8zQ/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371407266977079394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosSc0we4GI/AAAAAAAAAiM/oGCFXv3S8zQ/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His idea. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosScRDO8dI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pgG4I6Lal9g/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371407257392050642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosScRDO8dI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pgG4I6Lal9g/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR9jpVmfI/AAAAAAAAAhk/IyLhoVxKY7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371406729807763954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR9jpVmfI/AAAAAAAAAhk/IyLhoVxKY7Y/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, Connor's idea. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR9QaPnrI/AAAAAAAAAhc/JrBpmxqtrQc/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371406724644183730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR9QaPnrI/AAAAAAAAAhc/JrBpmxqtrQc/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3153893289566070990?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3153893289566070990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-future-photographer-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3153893289566070990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3153893289566070990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-future-photographer-again.html' title='My Future Photographer again'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SosR-5CmGYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/m0Lh__SYjbc/s72-c/IMG_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5304625553737224724</id><published>2009-08-14T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:22:31.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have been sooo busy, there has been NO time for blogging! Here are a few pics to let you all know I am still alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a couple of pics from my 10 year high school reunion. There were SO many I couldn't post them all! What a lot of fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me and one of my besties since grade school, Shawna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPiEdOMAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/QyM8HMwbbvs/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369996683672170498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPiEdOMAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/QyM8HMwbbvs/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and 2 of my besties in high school, Mellisa and Cristy  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPhYRIEQI/AAAAAAAAAhM/c4a2wvD3Ohc/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369996671810277634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPhYRIEQI/AAAAAAAAAhM/c4a2wvD3Ohc/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did Clara grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPgwu37iI/AAAAAAAAAhE/jBvqljSJgTQ/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369996661197631010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPgwu37iI/AAAAAAAAAhE/jBvqljSJgTQ/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun at the water park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPfz6y77I/AAAAAAAAAg8/-q2XSYQx0GI/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369996644873072562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPfz6y77I/AAAAAAAAAg8/-q2XSYQx0GI/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Taken with my cell phone.) We went to a princess party photo shoot! I can WAIT to see the pictures! &lt;a href="http://www.mkcphoto.com/"&gt;www.mkcphoto.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPfA-FHII/AAAAAAAAAg0/p3EH5SRDHsA/s1600-h/!cid__0806091733-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369996631196638338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPfA-FHII/AAAAAAAAAg0/p3EH5SRDHsA/s320/!cid__0806091733-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully these can tide you all (3 of you) over until I get back into blogging!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5304625553737224724?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5304625553737224724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5304625553737224724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5304625553737224724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-of-fun.html' title='Summer of Fun!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SoYPiEdOMAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/QyM8HMwbbvs/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7489060599927193586</id><published>2009-06-25T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:51:34.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What? I blog? Since when?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who has time to blog anymore? Apparently not me. The beginning of June we went to Lincoln City, Oregon for a week with our friends and their kiddos. We had a great time!! We went to the Tillamook Cheese Factory (mmmm ice cream), played in the ocean (kind of... it was really cold!), played in the sand, flew kites, went to the Oregon Aquarium, went to a lighthouse, saw tons of seals, went in the hot tub (that overlooked the ocean, ahhhhh), and ate a ton of great food! We had a blast! The kids were in heaven! There was NOBODY on the beach were we stayed. We had it almost to ourselves! It was awesome! The beach house was wonderful! It had HUGE windows in the living and dining rooms overlooking the ocean, nice deck to sit on and watch the waves, and a nice area upstairs for the kids to play and watch movies at night. It was perfect! The outlet mall was so much fun! Mellisa and I hit that without husbands or kids and enjoyed ourselves immensely! :) The boys got to go golfing twice and I think they had fun too! It is definitely a trip that will have to be duplicated in the future! Nothing beats good friends and good fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPueYkn1lI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rUyHRR494i4/s1600-h/DSC_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351382988005824082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPueYkn1lI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rUyHRR494i4/s320/DSC_0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amazing sunset from the deck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPuePT6lHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zxeofmPDozo/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351382985519830130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPuePT6lHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zxeofmPDozo/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the girls "playing" Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPudyrASiI/AAAAAAAAAgc/lOzeFhQjuc8/s1600-h/DSC_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351382977832045090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPudyrASiI/AAAAAAAAAgc/lOzeFhQjuc8/s320/DSC_0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin "riding a bike" in Newport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPudWz5NII/AAAAAAAAAgU/blGnMp_DjCE/s1600-h/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351382970353136770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPudWz5NII/AAAAAAAAAgU/blGnMp_DjCE/s320/DSC_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yaquina Lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPudMQKpOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/5CPyUw22pY0/s1600-h/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351382967518930146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPudMQKpOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/5CPyUw22pY0/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at yaquina bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg4ns5N3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/nyp5xkVNNPk/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351368045580859250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg4ns5N3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/nyp5xkVNNPk/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clara and Denver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg4bYKJUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nbgIorYH3is/s1600-h/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351368042272662850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg4bYKJUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nbgIorYH3is/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Mellisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg39C06bI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7pWeHbrWm0s/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351368034130127282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg39C06bI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7pWeHbrWm0s/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view from our deck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg3sIVSyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/IpdWnVZBKHs/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351368029589818146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg3sIVSyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/IpdWnVZBKHs/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 5 kids at Multnomah Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351368049230173474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPg41S9VSI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rej9MEcHgOo/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;even though it was FREEZING Connor still wanted to get in the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7489060599927193586?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7489060599927193586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-blog-since-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7489060599927193586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7489060599927193586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-blog-since-when.html' title='What? I blog? Since when?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SkPueYkn1lI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rUyHRR494i4/s72-c/DSC_0384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5190219329655495575</id><published>2009-06-03T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:20:33.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sibo0FQfcJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zgbdHPF5CAE/s1600-h/Connor+and+Clara6-3-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343213989383860370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sibo0FQfcJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zgbdHPF5CAE/s400/Connor+and+Clara6-3-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok- yea my scanner apparently sucks, and I had to do it in black and white because when I was trying to scan it- it came out really yellow (Weird) but this is such a stinking cute picture I had to share it. Yeah free 8x10s at Picture People! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5190219329655495575?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5190219329655495575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-babies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5190219329655495575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5190219329655495575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-babies.html' title='My babies'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sibo0FQfcJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zgbdHPF5CAE/s72-c/Connor+and+Clara6-3-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3582604425904776510</id><published>2009-05-29T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:41:23.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News....</title><content type='html'>I have discovered who Batman is- I caught him running through my backyard! Keep it on the downlow and don't blow his cover! Hee hee.... He must be HOT because it is 94º out there! Yikes! Well, I guess Batman IS pretty strong....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341410299747642210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SiCAXhwSK2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/oX7762ec1C4/s400/DSCN1957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3582604425904776510?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3582604425904776510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/breaking-news.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3582604425904776510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3582604425904776510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News....'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SiCAXhwSK2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/oX7762ec1C4/s72-c/DSCN1957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-6819405533541265169</id><published>2009-05-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:55:14.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of.....</title><content type='html'>Grandpa, &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is so strange not having you around. You were loved by everyone who met you and will be missed by so many people! I feel like a little piece of me has died along with you. I already miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you Boompa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339835262432032770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Shrn4ShduAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_9hwTg2UMZQ/s320/Grandma+and+Grandpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Barney Bynum 3/25/1922 -5/22/2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339836956381755506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Shrpa4-jOHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/k_xLzQucvpo/s320/photo+shoot+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-6819405533541265169?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/6819405533541265169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-memory-of.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6819405533541265169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6819405533541265169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-memory-of.html' title='In Memory of.....'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Shrn4ShduAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_9hwTg2UMZQ/s72-c/Grandma+and+Grandpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5872649393461593877</id><published>2009-05-21T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:01:49.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338365964887175858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ShWvj6oisrI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YqFq20iU59w/s320/before!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AFTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338365973987882754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ShWvkciUdwI/AAAAAAAAAec/en9KMbXeftw/s320/After!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been super busy working in the yard now that it is nice out! We have put in some retaining wall block and leveled out some of the dirt and plated a veggie garden! I am sooo excited for this! Growing up my parents have always had a HUGE garden! And this will be my first! Sure I have always had a tomato plant or two in a pot, but this year I planted SIX tomato plants, corn, green beans, cucumbers, zucchini, bell peppers, chilies, and my friend is giving me a watermelon plant today!!!! And this should also help us save tons of money, since veggies (for some reason) are so dang expensive! We still have some work on the hill above the garden- but I think it will mostly wait until next year! Oh well, a little at a time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338365990050616962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ShWvlYX-VoI/AAAAAAAAAe0/tzzy6sfGvgg/s320/DSCN1795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clara wanted to help Daddy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338365983522153090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ShWvlADd4oI/AAAAAAAAAes/TWoAnhk1OZk/s320/DSCN1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids running throught the sprinklers. Connor had his shirt off-so Clara wanted hers off too! Hee hee!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338365983269185154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ShWvk_HJ5oI/AAAAAAAAAek/cVnwF6efvGg/s320/DSCN1712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;much needed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Girls Night last week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5872649393461593877?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5872649393461593877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5872649393461593877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5872649393461593877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy.html' title='Busy!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ShWvj6oisrI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YqFq20iU59w/s72-c/before!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1191469410397468782</id><published>2009-05-10T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T04:53:25.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommies</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mother's Day!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I hope you all have a &lt;em&gt;spectacular&lt;/em&gt; day!!!! Muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1191469410397468782?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1191469410397468782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1191469410397468782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1191469410397468782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommies.html' title='Mommies'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7555782869120382696</id><published>2009-05-07T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:50:50.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars (retold by someone who hasn't seen it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hb2GmBkkaTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hb2GmBkkaTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7555782869120382696?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7555782869120382696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/star-wars-retold-by-someone-who-hasnt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7555782869120382696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7555782869120382696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/05/star-wars-retold-by-someone-who-hasnt.html' title='Star Wars (retold by someone who hasn&apos;t seen it)'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2176245609459855933</id><published>2009-04-27T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:02:57.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clara's Birthday Extravagaza!</title><content type='html'>Clara turned 2 on Friday!! We had such a busy busy busy last few days. On Wednesday~ Katie, Jessica, and their kiddos came over to celebrate Clara and Eli's birthdays. Eli (Katie's youngest) turned 2 on the 22nd. And Clara's birthday was the 24th! Two 2 year olds two days apart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to go to Mc Donald's and do that whole deal- but we thought it would be so much nicer if they just came over here and we did the whole chicken nugget and fry thing here! It was nice! We didn't have to worry about them at all! Just stick them in the playroom and have mommy time too!! The kids loved it! And so did the mommies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454929781203442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfYHBaAQIfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TEJnrJrpzvY/s320/DSCN1634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blowing out candles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454920439921314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfYHA3NHeqI/AAAAAAAAAds/ziU-WlpgvJM/s320/DSCN1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yoke's did such a great job- half was boy stuff and half was girl stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454937385368834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfYHB2VOfQI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ZfRblr0NPVU/s320/DSCN1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zoe reading Clara's new books from Eli and Aiden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454933899325874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfYHBpWFsbI/AAAAAAAAAeE/AvNWjTilbaQ/s320/DSCN1675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Connor and Clara enjoying a tea party w/ tea set from Zoe and Hannah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was crazy. I had to clean my house for the family party on Saturday. My parents and sister were staying at our house that night, so I needed to wash sheets, go grocery shopping, clean the upstairs bathroom, all that good stuff. I did take time out and play with the kids a bit. Finally, I set them in front of the tv so they could watch a movie while I went upstairs to remake the beds. Connor comes running upstairs (not even 5 minutes later) yelling, "MOM! This is serious! Clara is drinking the brown milk!" brown milk? What?!? So bolt downstairs to find Clara got into my pantry (not sure how...) and got a JUG (no little bottle, a JUG!) of BBQ sauce. And somehow got the brand new top off (the seal is similar to a milk jug seal). And dumped it on my couch, and my rug. And it went under the couch. Everywhere. Clara was covered. I panicked!! My family was about an hour away, nothing was done, and now I had a HUGE mess to clean up. I started crying (naturally) and called Jessica. Thank goodness her hubby was home because she was able to come and help me. I owe her BIG TIME! I was freaking out! She (silly girl) said, "Hey! Did you take pictures for your blog?" I replied, "no, I just want this cleaned up now!" She scooped up the sauce that was in the rug with a spatula and dust pan (It worked!) and I took the cushions outside and sprayed them with a hose (it worked too!!). I was afraid to rub the BBQ sauce off, for fear of rubbing it INTO the cushion! We got the mess cleaned up while Clara watched from time-out. Thank the Lord for great friends!!!! Thanks Jess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then on Saturday, we had ANOTHER party for Clara, which was for the family! We had an AWESOME time! Although, I am partied out for a while!!!! And since this website is pissing me off, I am going to need to post Saturday's pictures at another time. Grrrrr......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday we had a nice family day. We all got to sleep in (EVERYONE!!) and then we slowly got up and ate french toast (mmmm). We got dressed and went for a walk and went up to the park and played for a while. Then we walked home, and the weather was perfect. Austin and I sucked helium out of one of the balloons and talked all funny for the kids. They thought that was HILARIOUS!! Then Connor "tried" it too!Well, he sucked on a part of the balloon that didn't have a hole and pretend to talk funny. He didn't get it. It was great!  We also played catch in the backyard, went to the store and made yummy decked out turkey subs, and right before bed time- the 4 of jammed into mommy and daddy's bed and watched Elmo "Being Green" and learned all about the saving the earth! After the kids went to bed Austin and I played Phase 10 and drank wine. It was a nice relaxing end to the weekend craziness!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2176245609459855933?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2176245609459855933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/claras-birthday-extravagaza.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2176245609459855933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2176245609459855933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/claras-birthday-extravagaza.html' title='Clara&apos;s Birthday Extravagaza!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfYHBaAQIfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TEJnrJrpzvY/s72-c/DSCN1634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1104859683005286933</id><published>2009-04-23T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:13:19.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfCS9mZ0v0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/q6c9JgYLykE/s1600-h/DSCN1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327919946157834050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfCS9mZ0v0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/q6c9JgYLykE/s320/DSCN1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The yard sale is over! We are soooo relieved! It was a lot of work, but we did it! And we made $1300 in the process! I am super excited about that! We just got a LOT closer to our goal of $4600!! We are talking about doing another fundraiser that I am really excited about and we are pretty sure most of our friends will want a piece of this one!!! But- I am not saying anything just yet... not until we can get details figured out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jess and I were both soooooo exhausted after last weekend (I know I still feel like I need to catch up on some sleep!) but the hard work paid off! Thanks for all of your support everyone!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327919942436217074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfCS9YihYPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/_gh6JhJng8w/s320/DSCN1602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327919939853631298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfCS9O6yP0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/vfj0L_H6M28/s320/DSCN1597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1104859683005286933?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1104859683005286933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/yard-sale.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1104859683005286933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1104859683005286933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/yard-sale.html' title='Yard Sale!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SfCS9mZ0v0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/q6c9JgYLykE/s72-c/DSCN1606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8196451557638366316</id><published>2009-04-11T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:59:23.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter tomorrow!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SeCF4mxhqVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ly3IF8Y5HKY/s1600-h/EASTER+BUNNY+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323401967079369042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SeCF4mxhqVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ly3IF8Y5HKY/s320/EASTER+BUNNY+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Yeah- it is a crappy scanner... and that bunny kinda freaks me out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8196451557638366316?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8196451557638366316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8196451557638366316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8196451557638366316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-tomorrow.html' title='Happy Easter tomorrow!!!!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SeCF4mxhqVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ly3IF8Y5HKY/s72-c/EASTER+BUNNY+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7530078634624557761</id><published>2009-04-08T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:29:37.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is getting bigger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Clara turns 2 in 2 weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week we bought Clara some Pull-Ups (for when we leave home) and big girl panties (for when we are home!) She loves them. And she loves sitting on the potty. She pretends that she is going, and then says, "All done! Paper please!" And then puts the paper in the toilet (doesn't wipe yet...) flushes the toilet and washes her hands. Then she has to go tell daddy, or Connor that she went potty on the "toe-let". She doesn't actually go for me yet, but at least she has the motions down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the daycare tells me she is starting her transition into the "2's room" and is doing awesome! They even informed me that she goes potty for them! WHAT!?! She won't go for me! Oh well, at least I know she can do it! Her new teacher commented on how large her vocabulary was for her age. Then I thought about it and when Connor was in that class (he was 2 1/2 when he started there) he would barely talk. Clara won't stop talking! I think it is because she is a girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So THEN last night... we were in Clara's big girl bed reading (which we have been doing, but she was still sleeping in the crib) and Connor comes in and gets on the bed, crawls in, and pretends to go "night night." So Clara wants to copy her big brother and does the same thing. So she is laying in the big girl bed and has her thumb in her mouth. I quickly shoo Connor out, give her a kiss, and shut the door. And.....she falls right asleep. No problems, no noises, AT ALL! AND when she woke up this morning she stayed in bed until I came and got her!!!! i was expecting her to be pounding on her door at 5:30 this morning! WOW! I am soo proud of her! When I just put her down I asked her which bed she wanted to sleep in. And she chose her big girl bed!!! I was ready for a fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of her. It seems like she is growing up so much in the last week!!!! It makes me happy to think of the prospect of no more diapers EVER! But then I am sad thinking, no more diapers, ever? Both of my babies are grown? (Well, into a toddler and 5 year old). No more babies? I have such mixed feelings about this! Yes, I am happy that she has reached several milestones this week. And yes, we know- for a fact- that we don't want any more kids (he had a vasectomy after Clara was born.) But I still am sad that I won't have any more babies. Talk about mixed emotions! Geez. Why can't my kids just stay little?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322402551962586530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sdz46_VczaI/AAAAAAAAAcs/mnkbJDChjWY/s320/At+the+hospital+(50).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Connor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322402566194216258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sdz470WiPUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/G-iUbqILdvg/s320/DSCN1408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Connor "all grown up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322402558959103410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sdz47ZZjLbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/x5V27OCxhMo/s320/Clara%27s+Birth+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Clara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322402557287839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sdz47TLFuII/AAAAAAAAAc8/THCY6jLmDPQ/s320/DSCN1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clara "all grown up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7530078634624557761?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7530078634624557761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-baby-is-getting-bigger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7530078634624557761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7530078634624557761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-baby-is-getting-bigger.html' title='My baby is getting bigger...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sdz46_VczaI/AAAAAAAAAcs/mnkbJDChjWY/s72-c/At+the+hospital+(50).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7087018365627433233</id><published>2009-03-25T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:03:46.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Earth: Swallow me up please. Thanks.</title><content type='html'>I went to the grocery store today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with the three of us going down one of the aisles and we come across a mom and her two daughters. One of the daughters obviously had some sort of disability. So Connor remarks (loudly), "look at that girl's funny face." I said, "she doesn't have a funny face, she is very pretty." Trying to score points with mom. OH MY! I wanted to die right then and there. We have talked time and time again about NOT talking about what people look like. (His favorite is saying someone is "dark", to their face.) Where does he come up with this? We are not racist people, although it sounds like it every time I take Connor in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then a cute story. We are waiting at the deli counter and Connor says to a lady, "I am Connor William Anderson. This is Clara William Anderson. And Mommy William Anderson." I think I should legally change my name to Mommy William Anderson. But AGAIN Connor is NOT supposed to tell random strangers his name. First name, okay; but full name?!? As I try to play the whole "ha ha isn't he funny" thing I look over and Clara has taken off her sweater and proceeds to blow her nose in it. Not wipe her nose, &lt;em&gt;blow&lt;/em&gt; her nose. Gross. She had snot EVERYWHERE! All over her face, hands, sweater, you name it; it probably had snot on it. I use my sleeve to clean up her face (I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to use &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;!) and continue on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We FINALLY get through the check out line and head out to the car and an older car that has a huge dent in it pulls into a spot. As we are walking by, and the guy is getting out, Connor yells, "Wow! That car had an accident, now it is smashed! What a piece of JUNK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wine anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7087018365627433233?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7087018365627433233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/note-to-earth-swallow-me-up-please.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7087018365627433233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7087018365627433233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/note-to-earth-swallow-me-up-please.html' title='Note to Earth: Swallow me up please. Thanks.'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4156844500163407123</id><published>2009-03-24T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:42:44.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say.</title><content type='html'>I really have nothing to say. I just wanted to have a new post today. I am SUCH a nerd. Ok, I have to go to work now! Have a great day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4156844500163407123?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4156844500163407123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-to-say.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4156844500163407123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4156844500163407123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-to-say.html' title='Nothing to say.'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2841744998119822856</id><published>2009-03-20T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:38:54.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caffeine Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7b785fc50018a69c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7b785fc50018a69c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333389138%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7217C0159A1CC62CD2EF79BAF6C4F1C590940A21.5FE2110DD03CB5501C869F9791086FD6880855F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7b785fc50018a69c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUuodCZMx4-dugH7C4VqHptp48ms&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7b785fc50018a69c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333389138%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7217C0159A1CC62CD2EF79BAF6C4F1C590940A21.5FE2110DD03CB5501C869F9791086FD6880855F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7b785fc50018a69c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUuodCZMx4-dugH7C4VqHptp48ms&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video is why I should quit drinking coffee. But will I? Hell no. Was that video rehearsed? Not at all. Sad, I know. My husband thinks I should be publicly stoned for allowing this to happen. (Not puff, puff, pass stoned; but rocks being thrown at you, stoned.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friend Alicia over at &lt;a href="http://sauvageaufamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-know-your-sudafed-is-working-when.html"&gt;Chateau Sauvageau&lt;/a&gt; was talking about quitting caffeine. Not just soda and coffee. ALL caffeine. Chocolate included. She is an extremely brave woman. I have a horrible addiction to coffee. Could I even quit while I was pregnant? No. (My doctor told me one cup of coffee a day is fine. And way better for me than migraines!! So don't judge!) I did quit soda this year, and I am doing very well with that! No soda! Woo hoo! No coffee? Boo hoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I think everyone should go over and congratulate Alicia for her INSANE idea to quit caffeine all together! But~ good for her! She is right about being healthier if she can do it! I suppose I am jealous that she has a little (ok, a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt;) more will power than me when it comes to caffeine!!! Good job Alicia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2841744998119822856?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7b785fc50018a69c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2841744998119822856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/caffeine-addiction.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2841744998119822856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2841744998119822856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/caffeine-addiction.html' title='Caffeine Addiction'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2477003024069766783</id><published>2009-03-19T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:05:54.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Austin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is Austin's 29th birthday! I am headed to Monarch Tattoo to get him a gift certificate! Woo hoo! He will be sooooooo happy. He has been wanting another tattoo for a few years! The in-laws are bringing over Chinese for dinner (Mmmmm Shanghai!) And I made a yummy cake! To bad he has to work today...Happy Birthday honey!!! I love you!!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314992556474638498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScKlkfCEIKI/AAAAAAAAAck/pv4H6wEm5TQ/s400/Vallarta+(227).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2477003024069766783?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2477003024069766783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-austin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2477003024069766783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2477003024069766783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-austin.html' title='Happy Birthday Austin!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScKlkfCEIKI/AAAAAAAAAck/pv4H6wEm5TQ/s72-c/Vallarta+(227).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3058117657552144940</id><published>2009-03-18T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:37:47.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFmo8eU-KI/AAAAAAAAAcU/M3-jYbE1Dmw/s1600-h/DSCN1585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314641888888027298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFmo8eU-KI/AAAAAAAAAcU/M3-jYbE1Dmw/s320/DSCN1585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Clara and her baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Clara loves her shoes. She is obsessed. She doesn't want to take her shoes off to go to bed. She even had to wear her shoes with footie pajamas. No picture. Yet. This morning I went in to get her out of bed and she was wearing nothing but her diaper. I asked her what happened and she replied, "I find jammies mom. Here they are!" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314638866998551538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFj5DDu4_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/2G7oN32OX2o/s320/DSCN1555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was hilarious. Then she didn't want her clothes on, just her shoes. She was happy with me getting her pants on, then her shoes, and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; her shirt. Yikes. She is a toughie. But after she w&lt;/span&gt;as all situated, she was in the BEST mood!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314638890524031570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFj6aspOlI/AAAAAAAAAbs/lF76peX4j6Y/s320/DSCN1562.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She was telling everyone (even the cat) "I love (lub) you. Kiss!" And was giving everyone kisses. It was precious. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314638898547013970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFj64leOVI/AAAAAAAAAb8/btnTHoK6hWU/s320/DSCN1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And of course NOBODY could say "no" to a kiss from that sweetie! Even her big brother was happy to oblige! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314638903689336178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFj7Lvf1XI/AAAAAAAAAcE/YCFOp0Dq6Ss/s320/DSCN1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314638895491554850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFj6tM_niI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BXFek3un_cI/s320/DSCN1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Connor is a puzzle maniac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is down for a nap right now and I hope that when she wakes up she is in another great mood, because we have to run errands. And nobody likes running errands with a crabby toddler. Especially mommy! Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314641837483317842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFml8-fWlI/AAAAAAAAAcM/YigarAMPSx8/s320/DSCN1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;playing with her "purse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314641906554812194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFmp-SatyI/AAAAAAAAAcc/rvgvcBFzA8U/s320/DSCN1584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;putting her baby down for a nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3058117657552144940?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3058117657552144940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-diva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3058117657552144940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3058117657552144940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-diva.html' title='My little Diva'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/ScFmo8eU-KI/AAAAAAAAAcU/M3-jYbE1Dmw/s72-c/DSCN1585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-41416830973953352</id><published>2009-03-16T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:21:39.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hakuna Matata!</title><content type='html'>The past few weeks have been insane for me! I worked like crazy (meaning 40 hours, I know, I am spoiled when I work my normal 25-ish) but I worked 7 days in a row (again, big time for me) and had a weekend off! Crazy concept, I know. It was so nice to have a weekend off without using vacation time, and not having to go anywhere. just spend time with the family, relaxing. It was wonderful! Then that Sunday both kids got sick. Of course.  My mom came down to watch them while Austin and I worked. (How nice!) And on Wednesday, thank goodness they were better, because as soon as I got off work mom, Connor, and I drove over to my sister's house in the Seattle area for some fun. Clara and Daddy stayed home. Thursday we went to see the Lion King. It was AMAZING! The singing, dancing, costumes...EVERYTHING. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313859449590943234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sb6fA-84jgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/7_OsKVQUp6k/s320/DSCN1462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Connor LOVED it. He did so good being quiet during the performance. I think it was because he was speechless. He loved that he knew the songs, and who the characters were. It was a phenomenal show. If you EVER get the chance to see it, you MUST go! We even got to meet Scar, Pumba, and the kids who played young Nala and Simba. Connor got his picture with Nala and Simba, I will eventually scan it into my computer and post it. Those are some talented kids!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313859442799151602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sb6fAlpmCfI/AAAAAAAAAa8/acX8F4baOvE/s320/DSCN1452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was so great that I barely noticed that I was getting sick. We went to the Seattle Center and went to the Pacific Science Center (fun!). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313859461117076194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sb6fBp47YuI/AAAAAAAAAbU/WQyjCHXY6sc/s320/DSCN1478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Connor wanted so badly to go up the Space Needle but it cost $16 for adults, and $10 for kids?!?! ummm.... the Science Center was cheaper and you can actually DO stuff. No just go on an elevator ride. I told him, "maybe next time...." Yikes that's expensive. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313859451165560594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sb6fBE0TTxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/OmKrUvcUt0M/s320/DSCN1474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We enjoyed the Science Center, so he didn't feel like he was missing out. My mom knew I wasn't feeling well when we were on our way home on Friday, stopped in North Bend for lunch and she asked, "Do you want to go over to the outlet mall?" I, apparently insane from my allergy/sinus infection/ tonsillitis/ flu, said, "no." That made me realize how crappy I was feeling. As soon as we got home, I called in sick to work for the next day and slept. And slept. And slept. On Saturday, I woke up, took a shower, read the paper, and then needed another nap. Seriously. Sunday was the same thing. Ick. I feel crappy today but I am FORCING myself to go to work. I hope I make it through my whole shift. I can work through the allergy crap it is the need to nap that I am worried about. I hope I don't get there and want to pass out. Wish me luck! Speaking of work, I better stop blogging and start getting ready! Hakuna Matata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even though it is blurry, I thought it was cute. Clara on a very important telephone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313859471855669666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sb6fCR5NUaI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GTlk7N2w1Ag/s320/DSCN1552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-41416830973953352?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/41416830973953352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/hakuna-matata.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/41416830973953352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/41416830973953352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/hakuna-matata.html' title='Hakuna Matata!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sb6fA-84jgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/7_OsKVQUp6k/s72-c/DSCN1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5112210303423441419</id><published>2009-03-06T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:27:34.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another great song that the kids LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdaDSTLSQHo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdaDSTLSQHo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My kids absolutely LOVE this song. They would listen to it on repeat if I would allow them. But that would drive me nuts! (P.S. this isn't the "official" video, but it'll do!) And HOW SAD that the Barenaked Ladies are no longer together. Steve left the band. Sniff...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5112210303423441419?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5112210303423441419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-great-song-that-kids-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5112210303423441419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5112210303423441419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-great-song-that-kids-love.html' title='Another great song that the kids LOVE'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2984122956058687557</id><published>2009-03-03T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:05:46.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little boy is growing up. sniff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sa18Nk8wNHI/AAAAAAAAAac/yiEJ77KwxMQ/s1600-h/DSCN1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309036108438320242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sa18Nk8wNHI/AAAAAAAAAac/yiEJ77KwxMQ/s320/DSCN1408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, yesterday I enrolled Connor into kindergarten. KINDERGARTEN?!? I am having a hard time thinking my son is old enough to go to school! He is getting soooo big! I have noticed a huge change in him this year. The temper tantrums are fewer and fewer. He loves to help with things, AND he went golfing for the first time last weekend! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039117441913634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sa1-8uXHUyI/AAAAAAAAAas/Hz9zRSJjEj8/s320/DSCN1423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He got some clubs for his birthday in October and finally has had a chance to use them! Austin was planning on taking him to the driving range to just hit some balls. But when they arrived, the driving range was closed. So they played on the course! Connor would hit the ball off of the tee, about 15 feet away, and Austin would get it to the green and Connor would putt it in the hole! I wish I could have been there to see him! (It was a girl's day at home, and I don't even golf!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039098812186322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sa1-7o9cPtI/AAAAAAAAAak/aVvSLVBIW4s/s320/DSCN1430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Connor didn't want to leave, despite the freezing cold. And he couldn't stop talking about it for the rest of the day. Good times! I am so glad that he and Austin have something that they can do together! And I think Austin is one incredibly proud daddy! How can he not be? We have a pretty great kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2984122956058687557?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2984122956058687557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-boy-is-growing-up-sniff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2984122956058687557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2984122956058687557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-boy-is-growing-up-sniff.html' title='My little boy is growing up. sniff...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/Sa18Nk8wNHI/AAAAAAAAAac/yiEJ77KwxMQ/s72-c/DSCN1408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5939823896436860417</id><published>2009-02-26T14:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:14:45.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>I did a little editing to my music player! Let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5939823896436860417?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5939823896436860417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/music.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5939823896436860417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5939823896436860417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-596783533764956397</id><published>2009-02-19T16:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:59:18.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting for Attention. Oh brother....we are going to work on that biting thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i158.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/0219091631-00.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-596783533764956397?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/596783533764956397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/fighting-for-attention-oh-brotherwe-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/596783533764956397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/596783533764956397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/fighting-for-attention-oh-brotherwe-are.html' title='Fighting for Attention. Oh brother....we are going to work on that biting thing...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4650275738874791353</id><published>2009-02-17T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:43:04.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo hoo shoes!</title><content type='html'>So I was a little jealous that &lt;a href="http://meenachfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html"&gt;Jess got her new shoes&lt;/a&gt; already. And I can barely walk today because my shoes SUCK! So Jess and i went to Running Souls and got me some new shoes! Great store, by the way. He watched you walk, has you try on a bunch of shoes, and you end up buying shoe based only on feel, not by what they look like. Which is COMPLETELY different than what I am used to! I am sooo excited to try them out. On Thursday we are going to the mall to test them out! Another great thing, if they don't work, I can bring them back! Wow! Not a  normal thing for a shoe store! Woo hoo shoes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4650275738874791353?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4650275738874791353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/woo-hoo-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4650275738874791353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4650275738874791353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/woo-hoo-shoes.html' title='Woo hoo shoes!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4595668072689081237</id><published>2009-02-14T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:50:52.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After daycare yesterday...</title><content type='html'>Clara: Happy Day! Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: Happy &lt;em&gt;VALENTINE'S&lt;/em&gt; day, CLARA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara: Happy (some random noises) Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: Ok, say "happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara: Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: say "Valen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara: Valen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: say" tine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara: tine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: say "'ssss day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara: stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: Now, "happy valentine's day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara: HAPPY DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4595668072689081237?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4595668072689081237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-daycare-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4595668072689081237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4595668072689081237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-daycare-yesterday.html' title='After daycare yesterday...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8390730409639281455</id><published>2009-02-13T19:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:46:12.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Gabba Gabba = CRACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i158.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/0213091804-00.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8390730409639281455?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8390730409639281455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo-gabba-gabba-crack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8390730409639281455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8390730409639281455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo-gabba-gabba-crack.html' title='Yo Gabba Gabba = CRACK'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-6288220389354995021</id><published>2009-02-10T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:57:12.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh a game!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I was reading over at &lt;a href="http://www.clevergirlgoesblog.com/2009/02/love.html"&gt;Clever Girl Goes Blog&lt;/a&gt; and she was given a letter to begin 10 things she loves! I thought it would be fun! So I commented and she gave me the letter "H". Ok, now it is hard. But, I figure I should do a blog about posting things I love with Valentines day right around the corner! Here is my effort, forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Husband. Ok, that one WAS easy. I don't know where I would be without him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Honeys. My kids. I HAD to put them on here and they are my little honeys, so there. I don't think I need to explain why they are on here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Home. Like Dorothy says, "There is no place like home." So true. Although I love to travel the best feeling is when you come home and sleep in your own bed, cuddle up on your own couch... ahhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hanukkah- well, I am not Jewish, nor do I celebrate this holiday. BUT if it is Hanukkah, then it is Christmas time. And I love Christmas, it just doesn't start with "H". Yeah, it's a stretch. But who's going to do something about it? The blog police? That's what I thought... although I suppose I could have done holidays...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hotmail. Again, I don't know where I would be without my email! I live 2 hours from where I grew up, which means I live 2 hours from family and friends. I email a lot of pictures of the kids, and well, random crap. I can't afford a huge phone bill, and email is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hoodies. I totally love hoody sweatshirts. So cozy. I need to order one with the 3 day logo... maybe later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Heaters. I hate being cold. Which is why our gas bill for last month was disgusting. I love heat (summer, etc...) therefore I love heaters. Lame, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hamburgers, ok. Before you think I am just typing random words that start with "H" remember that I am on a diet and hamburgers are untouchable at the moment. So yes, I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Handheld devices. My ipod in particular. I love it. It goes everywhere I go. I listen to it at home, in my car, and on my walks. I even bought a special dock so I could listen to it at work. I love music! Ask anyone who has received a mixed CD from me! I take it very seriously! In other words, I am a bit of a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Heroes. NOT Superman. You know, fire fighters, police officers, and MY FRIENDS! Yes, my friends are heroes! They are MY heroes, they have great listening skills, are great to laugh with (and at, heh.) and great shopping skills! They are also great mommies. And I totally look up to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was it! I'll give you a letter if you want one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-6288220389354995021?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/6288220389354995021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-game.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6288220389354995021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6288220389354995021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-game.html' title='Oh a game!!!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2985831241492222079</id><published>2009-02-09T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:58:53.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Pinkalicious!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS OUR TEAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together we will walk 120 miles over a 3 day period&lt;br /&gt;together we will raise 4600 dollars&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;together we will walk for the fight against breast cancer&lt;br /&gt;FOR&lt;br /&gt;our mothers, our sisters, our grandmothers, our friends, our co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;our daughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS OUR TEAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300857487839265650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SZBtzM-hA3I/AAAAAAAAAaU/-Yuo8isfKFU/s320/erin%2520004%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to walk the Breast Cancer 3 day for the Susan G. Komen Foundation. It will be 60 miles each, over a 3 day period in September. We are so excited to support such a wonderful cause! We are asking for your support as well in this great adventure we are taking on. We have a website set up that you can go view our goals, progress, and help contribute. We are also accepting checks that will be put towards the cause. Every penny helps. We are hoping to raise $4600 so we are able to participate in the walk. Whether, we make the full amount or not, all proceeds will go toward the Susan G. Komen Foundation!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for your support!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Pink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get to our website if you click &lt;a href="http://www.the3day.org/site/TR/Walk/SeattleEvent?pg=team&amp;amp;fr_id=1300&amp;amp;team_id=73530"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Or go to &lt;a href="http://www.the3day.org/"&gt;www.the3day.org&lt;/a&gt; and click on “donate” and search by our names or team name!&lt;br /&gt;OR just click on the link to the right ----------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to contact me or &lt;a href="http://meenachfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt; if you have any questions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2985831241492222079?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2985831241492222079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-pinkalicious.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2985831241492222079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2985831241492222079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-pinkalicious.html' title='Go Pinkalicious!!!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SZBtzM-hA3I/AAAAAAAAAaU/-Yuo8isfKFU/s72-c/erin%2520004%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8504703574534943039</id><published>2009-02-04T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:35:56.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts and Superheroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo4ESQgU6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/DEGF5MtfvW8/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299109557826507682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo4ESQgU6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/DEGF5MtfvW8/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Clara had her first (much needed) haircut today! She was moving her bangs and saying "peek-a-boo".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299109562591768386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo4EkAob0I/AAAAAAAAAZc/3dFt5zrchhI/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We went to Monkey Dooz in Richland (on Aaron for those of you who want to go!) and that place was great! They have little plastic jeeps that the kids can sit in and watch a movie. It was painted soooo cute too! They have a special make over section that they can have parties for little girls and do a mani-pedi, their hair, have "tea", make-up, dress up, you name it. Flipping cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299109561474809922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo4Ef2VAEI/AAAAAAAAAZU/c7z8IdYiPlc/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299109567542786306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo4E2dC-QI/AAAAAAAAAZk/OlFxsfY3hJ8/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So, the place was adorable, and BONUS, Clara did perfect! She didn't cry, didn't fuss, and really could care less that a strange lady was coming at her with scissors. Things could not have gone any smoother. It was fantastic! I was soooo proud of her! And it was great because Connor went and did well just sitting there! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299109572649609314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo4FJem6GI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Jg6ltAiMT5w/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299110864437316530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo5QVwzC7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/76hBtIV7IlY/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today I am also redoing Connor's room. Kinda. When we first moved in this house Connor was 2 1/2. I did his room in a jungle theme. It was super cute, but now he is 5 1/2 and jungle animals aren't "cool". Well, back when we moved in we went to Ikea (what was that? Angels singing?) and bought some great huge picture frames for a &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/20078050"&gt;reasonable price &lt;/a&gt;(they were $15 and now they are $20 which is still a GREAT deal!) Well, I didn't like any of the pictures that they were selling and thought I will go somewhere else to buy some. I couldn't find ANY to fill the bigger space in the frame, that was also SQUARE!. I was ticked. BUT I came up with buying a calendar and using those pictures!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299118029863175250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo_xbDcxFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/n10jJpY1s48/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It worked perfectly! So I recently ordered a NEW superhero calendar and changed out all of the animal pictures with superheroes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299118034216546050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo_xrRX7wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/24GBEN9jxxQ/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Connor was SO excited! And it looks GREAT! So I redecorated Connor's room for $13! Sounds great to me! The frames are big enough to make an impact on his room! Sweet! So if you are ever in Ikea, I highly suggest going over to the frame department and picking up a few of these! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299118036681401090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo_x0dCowI/AAAAAAAAAaM/G8yRL_2oB98/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8504703574534943039?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8504703574534943039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/haircuts-and-superheroes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8504703574534943039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8504703574534943039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/haircuts-and-superheroes.html' title='Haircuts and Superheroes'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYo4ESQgU6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/DEGF5MtfvW8/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1758861463146950985</id><published>2009-02-03T12:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:53:46.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New...</title><content type='html'>So I thought my blog needed to be more springy! What do you all think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1758861463146950985?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1758861463146950985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/new.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1758861463146950985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1758861463146950985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/02/new.html' title='New...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3914496737659655871</id><published>2009-01-28T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:48:43.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hilarious son...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYDRsX9TORI/AAAAAAAAAZE/cD4UYKJc0aw/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296463722063280402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYDRsX9TORI/AAAAAAAAAZE/cD4UYKJc0aw/s200/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a self portrait of Connor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Connor, can you please go get my hairbrush and bring it here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he runs and gets it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: "Here mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: "Don't mention it, Doll."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (rolling eyes): "OK, I won't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he runs off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3914496737659655871?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3914496737659655871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-hilarious-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3914496737659655871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3914496737659655871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-hilarious-son.html' title='My hilarious son...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SYDRsX9TORI/AAAAAAAAAZE/cD4UYKJc0aw/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2929819914629684310</id><published>2009-01-22T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:06:47.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkklERsYRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Xo8bHI2sGMQ/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303056172441874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkklERsYRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Xo8bHI2sGMQ/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My other little Jedi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkkkg9pliI/AAAAAAAAAYc/f5d81DyM7mQ/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303046693131810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkkkg9pliI/AAAAAAAAAYc/f5d81DyM7mQ/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkkkRTzzGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/VCttE1ml8kk/s1600-h/CSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303042491108450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkkkRTzzGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/VCttE1ml8kk/s320/CSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little peanut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, I have slacked. A lot. I know and I am sorry. I have worked nonstop for the past month. First it was Christmas time. Well, I had hours galore. If you haven't noticed, Costco is a tad busy during the holidays. Then there was New Years. Yeah, we are still extremely busy. Everyone is buying for all of the parties. Then we had out inventory. I worked all week last week. I had only one day off, and all I wanted to do was sleep. After this week (I work another extra day) I should be close to back to normal. I need it. I have not only been neglecting my blog, but my poor kids as well. We played a lot today, in between billions of loads of laundry, of course. I have almost a full basket full of just socks that I need to separate. Ick. Maybe I will wait until Austin comes home so he can help!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am making chicken tortilla soup again. Mmmmm. It is so great for cold days like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303069104029506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkkl0c0v0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/YGshZS8SUVA/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Connor wanted Austin to take a picture of his Star Wars Lego's. Why? I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303067534185826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkklumi1WI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9c-JK-lQFCU/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Austin bought some slippers from &lt;a href="http://www.simpleshoes.com/"&gt;http://www.simpleshoes.com/&lt;/a&gt; and they are called Stitch-it. You stitch the shoes yourself! How fun! So, Austin spent all Sunday stitching some new slippers. They are pretty cool! I think he had fun doing it too! I am going to get some for my dad for Father's Day. I think he would enjoy them! Check them out, maybe the man in your life would want some great shoes from a company that has Eco-friendly, vegan, hemp, recycled, or recyclable shoes! Great company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2929819914629684310?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2929819914629684310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging-slacker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2929819914629684310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2929819914629684310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging-slacker.html' title='Blogging Slacker'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SXkklERsYRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Xo8bHI2sGMQ/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-9040059500920205923</id><published>2009-01-15T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:03:39.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel like posting with nothing to write....pictures will do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_Oeg8rbDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cPvi4M9MuUk/s1600-h/DSCN1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291675110819458098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_Oeg8rbDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cPvi4M9MuUk/s400/DSCN1391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clara's new vest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_OebXE4nI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YYwxNcbh2Kk/s1600-h/DSCN1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291675109319565938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_OebXE4nI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YYwxNcbh2Kk/s400/DSCN1366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just because Lucy never gets any blogging love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_Od6qXIBI/AAAAAAAAAX4/vNcAYUG8XuY/s1600-h/DSCN1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291675100542083090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_Od6qXIBI/AAAAAAAAAX4/vNcAYUG8XuY/s400/DSCN1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Connor Skywalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_Odoo_FuI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sK-KgFgUFXM/s1600-h/DSCN1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291675095704475362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_Odoo_FuI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sK-KgFgUFXM/s400/DSCN1324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our snowflakes that we made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_OdQYtajI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ECWED9TYwDY/s1600-h/DSCN1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291675089193757234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_OdQYtajI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ECWED9TYwDY/s400/DSCN1323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clara's new outfit from Grandma Debbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-9040059500920205923?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/9040059500920205923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/feel-like-posting-with-nothing-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/9040059500920205923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/9040059500920205923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/feel-like-posting-with-nothing-to.html' title='Feel like posting with nothing to write....pictures will do...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SW_Oeg8rbDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cPvi4M9MuUk/s72-c/DSCN1391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2428717203729039902</id><published>2009-01-11T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T04:53:29.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Resolution</title><content type='html'>So I realize I never did a blog on my New Year's resolution! Gasp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stopped drinking soda. Yeah, kinda boring. But attainable. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290017190642133426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWnqm2_vKbI/AAAAAAAAAXg/oRWKKLQAz4I/s400/Soda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I recently read that in 12 ounces of soda, there is the equivalent of &lt;em&gt;10 tsp&lt;/em&gt; of sugar. &lt;strong&gt;10 tsp&lt;/strong&gt;!! GROSS! That is a lot for just a 12 oz can of soda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is going to be my only resolution this year. I know I can do it, so I am not going to feel bad about myself this year if I don't lose 50 pounds! Or if I don't totally get in a better financial place. Yeah, I will still try. But DAMN IT I won't make those "official" resolutions! HA! I beat the system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on your resolutions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2428717203729039902?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2428717203729039902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-resolution.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2428717203729039902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2428717203729039902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-resolution.html' title='My Resolution'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWnqm2_vKbI/AAAAAAAAAXg/oRWKKLQAz4I/s72-c/Soda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2626161683207448039</id><published>2009-01-09T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:15:14.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards! Woo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWgB5-3ZGNI/AAAAAAAAAXY/37FH7ALPyZE/s1600-h/Blog_award_I_love_your_blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWgB5-3ZGNI/AAAAAAAAAXY/37FH7ALPyZE/s320/Blog_award_I_love_your_blog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289479857986148562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-feeling-love.html"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; gave me this wonderful award! I am so happy that she loves my blog! Sooo I am ALSO going to award this to 4 wonderful people to keep the happiness alive! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://123mckinneys.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon Leigh&lt;/a&gt;- you are my homegirl. I am so glad we have the internet so you can keep me informed with the pregnancy! And I can't wait to follow your blogs once Wyatt is born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://meenachfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;- I know Amy also awarded you with this, but I can too! I love hearing all the stories about you and the girls! good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.sauvageaufamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alicia&lt;/a&gt;- I laugh out loud at your blogs! They make me realize that parenthood is SUPPOSED to be as crazy as it is! And that I am NOT the only one that goes through all of those &lt;a href="http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/curse-of-mysterious-bag-balm.html"&gt;insane moments&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;- don't think because you gave me the award that I was going to leave you out!!! You are the one who got me blogging! you are such a great person! I love the "realness" (is that a word?) of your blog! Your blogs are great! Covering everything from running, to family, to friends. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again ladies! And keep up the great blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2626161683207448039?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2626161683207448039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/awards-woo-hoo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2626161683207448039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2626161683207448039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/awards-woo-hoo.html' title='Awards! 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I talked to my good friend Mellisa this morning and we have started planning for a trip Lincoln City, Oregon in June. I am sooooo excited! I have lived in the Pacific Northwest my whole life and have NEVER been to the Oregon coast! There is apparently an outlet mall, aquarium, and we will be RIGHT on the beach (the picture is from the house we will be in, it is from their website!) The kids will have suck a blast! Mellisa and Albert have 3 kids and all of our kids get along soooo well! I don't even have anything to type, except that I am just flipping excited! OK, I am off to search the Internet for things to do in Lincoln City!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-6426385816874001529?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/6426385816874001529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/vacation-planning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6426385816874001529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6426385816874001529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/vacation-planning.html' title='Vacation planning...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWZbsMck00I/AAAAAAAAAXI/gFYKAIKw1Jg/s72-c/1166882814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8870035642595308288</id><published>2009-01-07T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:00:51.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer and Donkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWT7ml6XpFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6fCPOYHsuoE/s1600-h/donkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWT7ml6XpFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6fCPOYHsuoE/s200/donkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288628502870336594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this email from my dad, and I had to share it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a &lt;br /&gt;well. The animal cried piteously for hours as &lt;br /&gt;the farmer tried to figure out what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the &lt;br /&gt;well needed to be covered up anyway; &lt;br /&gt;it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He invited all his neighbors to come over and &lt;br /&gt;help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began &lt;br /&gt;to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the &lt;br /&gt;donkey realized what was happening and cried &lt;br /&gt;horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he &lt;br /&gt;quieted down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally &lt;br /&gt;looked down the well. He was astonished at what &lt;br /&gt;he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his &lt;br /&gt;back, the donkey was doing something amazing. &lt;br /&gt;He would shake it off and take a step up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel &lt;br /&gt;dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it &lt;br /&gt;off and take a step up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey &lt;br /&gt;stepped up over the edge of the well and &lt;br /&gt;happily trotted off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds &lt;br /&gt;of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well &lt;br /&gt;is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of &lt;br /&gt;our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out &lt;br /&gt;of the deepest wells just by not stopping, &lt;br /&gt;never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW ............ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that crap . . The donkey later came back, &lt;br /&gt;and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him. &lt;br /&gt;The gash from the bite got infected and &lt;br /&gt;the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL FROM TODAY'S LESSON: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do something wrong, and try to cover &lt;br /&gt;your ass, it always comes back to bite you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8870035642595308288?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8870035642595308288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/farmer-and-donkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8870035642595308288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8870035642595308288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/farmer-and-donkey.html' title='Farmer and Donkey'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SWT7ml6XpFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6fCPOYHsuoE/s72-c/donkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1535222138919968066</id><published>2009-01-02T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:18:35.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what my kids are dancing to these days</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1cnJ_pOAdQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1cnJ_pOAdQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1535222138919968066?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1535222138919968066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-my-kids-are-dancing-to-these-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1535222138919968066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1535222138919968066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-my-kids-are-dancing-to-these-days.html' title='what my kids are dancing to these days'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3355449998609397816</id><published>2009-01-02T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:21:37.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My kiddos, man I just love them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58zuOey1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/WG8IKUhM11Y/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286800240603482962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58zuOey1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/WG8IKUhM11Y/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are so domestic! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58zK_IirI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nXxgeJuaGf4/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286800231143869106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58zK_IirI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nXxgeJuaGf4/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58yhbjbYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PuhPws-xFcM/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286800219988782466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58yhbjbYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PuhPws-xFcM/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58yMu8DpI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GzuV_-Iol5E/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286800214432943762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58yMu8DpI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GzuV_-Iol5E/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3355449998609397816?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3355449998609397816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-kiddos-man-i-just-love-them.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3355449998609397816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3355449998609397816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-kiddos-man-i-just-love-them.html' title='My kiddos, man I just love them!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SV58zuOey1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/WG8IKUhM11Y/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7800702233173724762</id><published>2008-12-31T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:29:14.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, it is New Years Eve. The kids are going to go to the in-laws and say the night. And my &lt;em&gt;hubby&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADE RESERVATIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; at PF Changs. Mmmmm. We will put our gift certificates to good use. Yummo! And then we are probably going home. No big parties for us tonight! Which it totally fine with me!  Have a safe and Happy New Year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286033423377552194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVvDZFdC00I/AAAAAAAAAWY/io6VAFMVAWw/s320/NYE+2004+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Austin and I in 2004, yeah we are awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7800702233173724762?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7800702233173724762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7800702233173724762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7800702233173724762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVvDZFdC00I/AAAAAAAAAWY/io6VAFMVAWw/s72-c/NYE+2004+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-72284507359254083</id><published>2008-12-29T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:55:15.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Update!</title><content type='html'>We had a great Christmas! My parents came down from Wenatchee to join us in the festivities! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285331766167130514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVlFPQp60ZI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VOpBxmtOyQA/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Christmas morning we got up and opened our stockings and then waited for my grandparents and Austin's parents to come over. We ate a super yummy brunch and then opened up our presents galore! Holy cow, are my kids spoiled or what!?! Among the favorites were Connor's light saber, Star Wars Lego's, and slinky (which, shocking, is still intact!) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285331765258053778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVlFPNRLaJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/M0TzyNDfOao/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285331745692659570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVlFOEYbL3I/AAAAAAAAAVo/6tMcXyzRZEs/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Clara's favorites were her kitchen, Elmo Live (ANNOYING, but extremely cute.) and her numerous cell phones and purses. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285331752175790418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVlFOciH6VI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ctE2_0qpFB0/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285331738323899410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVlFNo7k1BI/AAAAAAAAAVg/YuvrhHmp_Fk/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I got a new cell phone and some amazing comfy Simple brand flip flops. I also got a new cell phone number, so if you need it, let me know! My hubby enjoyed all his gifts and we had a geat day! It was a relaxing, fun day! I hope everyone had a great Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to add this photo. Clara has been sick the past week (that is why in some of the pictures her hair is wet. She had to have a bath before we went downstairs. She had thrown up in her bed, poor baby!) So, I have been feeding her the BRAT diet (Bananas, rice, applesauce, and toast). Well, rice didn't go over so well. She thought this was hilarious! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285364471870370226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVli--5NsbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mDynb0bjbV4/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285364458635364194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVli-Nlvh2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/RSCk2CVguW4/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-72284507359254083?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/72284507359254083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-christmas-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/72284507359254083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/72284507359254083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-christmas-update.html' title='My Christmas Update!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVlFPQp60ZI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VOpBxmtOyQA/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8865455432239261025</id><published>2008-12-22T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:20:02.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Twilight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVA7kTWD8dI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CMhc6Qzl7V0/s1600-h/Twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282787857759728082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVA7kTWD8dI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CMhc6Qzl7V0/s400/Twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, it is 5 p.m. and I have neglected my children 90% of the day. They are safe, I know that, but I am NOT playing with them today. Instead, I have read 350 pages of the fourth (and final!) book in the Twilight saga. Yeah. Half of the flipping book. But can I put it down? No. Can I even talk about it? No. Because I don't want to ruin it for people who haven't read it yet. It really is an obsession now. But I have eased my husbands mind and after I finish this book, there isn't one after it.  So, I will be a part of the family again. I promise! And I had to tell him "yes, I realize that I will NEVER be a sexy vampire." Damn. I would have been a great vampire, I already bite! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8865455432239261025?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8865455432239261025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-twilight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8865455432239261025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8865455432239261025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-twilight.html' title='Damn Twilight!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SVA7kTWD8dI/AAAAAAAAAVY/CMhc6Qzl7V0/s72-c/Twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7510723005753208228</id><published>2008-12-19T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:31:29.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Tortilla Soup</title><content type='html'>I made this last night and it was FABULOUS! &lt;u&gt;I used &lt;em&gt;half&lt;/em&gt; of the oil&lt;/u&gt; and just bought a rotisserie chicken and shredded it, instead of cooking and shredding chicken breasts. I was thinking not only would it have better flavor, but EASY! Woo hoo for ease! When serving it,  I topped with shredded cheese, crushed tortilla chips and a dollop of sour cream. YUM! Anyway, I got the recipe from &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/"&gt;allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt; which has great recipes on it! It is one of my favorite  websites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Chicken-Tortilla-Soup-II/Detail.aspx"&gt;Chicken Tortilla Soup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 tablespoons vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;8 (6 inch) corn tortillas, coarsely chopped&lt;br /&gt;6 cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;1 onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 (29 ounce) can diced tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon chili powder&lt;br /&gt;3 bay leaves&lt;br /&gt;6 cups chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;5 boneless chicken breast halves, cooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.In a large stock pot heat oil. Add tortillas, garlic, cilantro and onion. Saute for 2 to 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;2.Stir in tomatoes and bring to a boil. Add cumin, chili powder, bay leaves and chicken stock. Return to a boil, reduce heat to medium and add salt and cayenne. Simmer for 30 minutes remove bay leaves and stir in chicken. Heat through and serve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7510723005753208228?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7510723005753208228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/chicken-tortilla-soup.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7510723005753208228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7510723005753208228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/chicken-tortilla-soup.html' title='Chicken Tortilla Soup'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3190034252379776535</id><published>2008-12-18T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:41:22.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally uploaded some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am slacking... we have had our tree up for a while! Better late than never!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO5J7gJSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/eF8VJ8U-yHI/s1600-h/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281260994358682914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO5J7gJSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/eF8VJ8U-yHI/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clara twirling in the tree "skirt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO4epRWpI/AAAAAAAAAVA/AV-3YLdL14I/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281260982739491474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO4epRWpI/AAAAAAAAAVA/AV-3YLdL14I/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Connor using the tree skirt as a cape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO4KEEI5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/Rk2jWtlgTQ4/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281260977214727058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO4KEEI5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/Rk2jWtlgTQ4/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging her first Christmas ornament. She LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO3ebWNdI/AAAAAAAAAUw/sqLU4DPVCD0/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281260965501220306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO3ebWNdI/AAAAAAAAAUw/sqLU4DPVCD0/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peeking in through the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO2l0VDxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5khCU1lA2Rg/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281260950305181458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO2l0VDxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5khCU1lA2Rg/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Under the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3190034252379776535?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3190034252379776535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-uploaded-some-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3190034252379776535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3190034252379776535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-uploaded-some-pictures.html' title='Finally uploaded some pictures'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUrO5J7gJSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/eF8VJ8U-yHI/s72-c/DSC_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2452212146275680893</id><published>2008-12-18T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:46:21.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Moly!</title><content type='html'>It snowed some more last night, and I shoveled my driveway today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I shoveled my sidewalk and a path so the UPS man doesn't fall and get hurt when he brings me my Christmas packages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it IS something, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and Merry Christmas Mr. UPS Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2452212146275680893?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2452212146275680893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/holy-moly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2452212146275680893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2452212146275680893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/holy-moly.html' title='Holy Moly!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3620002124072279815</id><published>2008-12-17T13:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:44:09.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby It's Cold Outside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280885856154442242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl5tPN4WgI/AAAAAAAAATY/ARbgoS210nY/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amy P. (hostess) Amy C. (lunch lady) and Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was fun fun fun! We went to the Purvis' house and played, decorated cookies, watched a movie, and made mini pizzas (thanks Amy C!!) Mmmmmm. It was a blast. There were a TON of kids there (I missed the total count. Amy? Did you get it?) It was so much fun and now BOTH of my kids were super happy to lay down and take a nap. Clara didn't make it to the end of the street before passing out! Totally fine by me! It was so nice to spend time with adults and NOT be at work! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280885862282552274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl5tmC749I/AAAAAAAAATg/CA5zDK6ojFo/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Peyton, Ethan, Alec, and Connor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And for the kids to playing with other kids that they don't normally see (except Zoe and Hannah, but we &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; them!) Clara about had a heart attack when she saw Jess. She started screaming, "ZOE?!?" She was sooo excited to see her. She also had a little jealously when I was holding Hannah and Collin. She instantly wanted me to pick her up. Funny. She has never done that before. She got over it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280885868293125778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl5t8b99pI/AAAAAAAAATo/ghQvNt1FcoA/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Waiting for cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The cookies were so much fun! Clara didn't want to wait to decorate it before she started eating it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280885905137083138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl5wFsQIwI/AAAAAAAAATw/Sr1uLz_L3G0/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Connor thought the green frosting was the coolest thing ever!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280885913944437650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl5wmgFs5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/P8WO-si9fQw/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I thought it was great that the kids were on one side of the counter decorating and eating cookies and the moms were on the other with their cameras. Too funny! Then Amy put in a Christmas movie and all of the kids sat down and watched it (for a while at least!).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280891794972378562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl_G7CahcI/AAAAAAAAAUI/FLrAfvwKAC0/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280891803327800674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl_HaKgJWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_NiRcEtW-3I/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280891809509830274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl_HxMaboI/AAAAAAAAAUg/rR9lTtf0PoI/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was adorable to see all the kids sitting there in front of the tv. Cute. Well, our kids are ALWAYS cute. Then we made English muffin pizzas. Yummo. And a super yummy salad for the mommies. The kids sat in a circle and ate. Amy and Jess joined in. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280891807954084626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl_HrZfoxI/AAAAAAAAAUY/l1p-JasYa6Q/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was too funny. Then, since it was way past nap time, we decided it was time to pack up and go home. What a great time! Thanks for the fun Amy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280891787114325362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl_Gdw6JXI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Hf2io4UWI2A/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought was a  super sweet picture, so I had to add it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It started snowing again, not very hard, but it made me anxious to get home. I am ok with driving myself in the snow, but the tension builds up if my kids are in the car. I don't want other cars ANYWHERE near my car when my kids are with me and it is snowing. Grrr, the protective mama bear comes out in me! And I bite! Drive safe out there! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am off the read Eclipse (book 3 in the Twilgiht series! Woo Hoo!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3620002124072279815?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3620002124072279815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-its-cold-outside.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3620002124072279815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3620002124072279815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby It&apos;s Cold Outside...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUl5tPN4WgI/AAAAAAAAATY/ARbgoS210nY/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3861498259919504255</id><published>2008-12-16T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:22:19.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-5 degrees</title><content type='html'>Not kidding. That is what &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/my"&gt;weather.com&lt;/a&gt; told me it was when I woke up at 6:30. MINUS FIVE degrees. Ridiculous. It snowed Sunday and yesterday. I hate when it snows. Why? Because the Tri-Cities apparently thinks it is silly to invest in more than ONE snow plow. Or sander. At 10:15 AM yesterday I was driving the kids to daycare and a street in front of a school was not plowed. Really West Richland? In front of a SCHOOL?!? And as of 9:45 last night, my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roundabout"&gt;ROUNDABOUT &lt;/a&gt;wasn't plowed. There was BARELY sand on it. Wow! Where cars traveled on main roads, it was fine, but if you turn onto ANY side street, it was compact snow. Gross.I love the snow when it is not on the streets. IT is so scary to drive in this crap.  I am confident of MY skills while driving in this mess. It is the other people that freak me out. I had a huge truck barrel past me (they ARE indestructible by the way, screw everyone else) only to see him spun out about a mile down. He was fine, but I have to admit I had some satisfaction seeing that! And  I am bummed that it is to cold for my kids to go play in the snow. So by the time it warms up to play  outside it will be extremely dirty snow. Bummer. By the way, our high temp today is supposed to be 17 degrees. Break out the shorts and flip flops! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you all handling this weather?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3861498259919504255?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3861498259919504255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-degrees.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3861498259919504255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3861498259919504255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-degrees.html' title='-5 degrees'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3705069049666965566</id><published>2008-12-12T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:51:50.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm cookies and pickles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUMdg-u9OUI/AAAAAAAAATI/7yL2tk6S5lI/s1600-h/my+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279095640641321282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUMdg-u9OUI/AAAAAAAAATI/7yL2tk6S5lI/s400/my+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Italian Chocolate Spice cookies, Sm'ookies, and Chocolate Macadamia Nut Macaroons*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So Jess had her Cookie Party last night. Mmmmmm.... what a great calorie filled night. These are my cookies that I made! There are some more pictures of the party at &lt;a href="http://http//meenachfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/cookies-cookies-and-more-cookies.html"&gt;Jessica's site&lt;/a&gt; and at &lt;a href="http://thepurvisfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-falling-bells-ringing-nuts.html"&gt;Amy's site&lt;/a&gt;. Including a GREAT one of me at Jessica's! HA! Wonderful! Also, I wanted to post a picture of my pickle. I told Amy I would! So here you go! If you don't have a pickle for your tree, you need one. It is essential. And grr, I can't take a picture with our little camera tonight and Austin has the other "good" cameras at a wedding he is working at. So deal with this sad blurry picture of my pickle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279101833868202770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUMjJeTT0xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CW8rfwbiENE/s200/DSCN1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://german.about.com/library/blgermyth11.htm"&gt;Here's the pickle “legend” from one Web site:&lt;/a&gt; “A very old Christmas eve tradition in Germany was to hide a pickle [ornament] deep in the branches of the family Christmas Tree. The parents hung the pickle last after all the other ornaments were in place. In the morning they knew the most observant child would receive an extra gift from St. Nicholas. The first adult who finds the pickle traditionally gets good luck for the whole year.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Amy for sharing this great tradition with us ! It is a great one! And it is hilarious! I love when people ask, "Is that a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pickle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on your tree?" "Why YES it is!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*If you want a recipes for any of these yummy cookies, let me know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3705069049666965566?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3705069049666965566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/mmmm-cookies-and-pickles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3705069049666965566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3705069049666965566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/mmmm-cookies-and-pickles.html' title='Mmmm cookies and pickles...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUMdg-u9OUI/AAAAAAAAATI/7yL2tk6S5lI/s72-c/my+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4261269934945712</id><published>2008-12-10T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:38:25.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My kid is RAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUAoPyFi3_I/AAAAAAAAATA/LW0xxuMoimQ/s1600-h/Ronald_McDonald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278263014886399986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUAoPyFi3_I/AAAAAAAAATA/LW0xxuMoimQ/s320/Ronald_McDonald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ronald McDonald went to the daycare yesterday. Connor says to him, "Are you Old McDonald?" He relpies, "No, Old McDonald is my father." Nice job Ronnie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4261269934945712?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4261269934945712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-kid-is-rad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4261269934945712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4261269934945712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-kid-is-rad.html' title='My kid is RAD'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SUAoPyFi3_I/AAAAAAAAATA/LW0xxuMoimQ/s72-c/Ronald_McDonald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4823636064186853</id><published>2008-12-04T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T04:55:06.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica's Challenge</title><content type='html'>I was challenged by &lt;a href="http://meenachfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/challenge.html"&gt;Jessica &lt;/a&gt;to write a story using Christmas songs. Try it! It is harder than you think! Here is mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a silent night when grandma got run over by a reindeer. The cop heard jingle bells up on the roof top. Click, click, click, went his watch. "Sir, who did it?" the assistant asked. "It was Santa Baby," he replied. The frosty cold air nipped at his nose, "Oh come all ye faithful, clues!" Christmas time is here and he had no clues to go on. He knew Santa was coming to town, but there was nothing he could do. But then he yelled, " Do you hear what I hear? It might be Rudolph and Santa!" Suddenly it came upon a midnight clear. He knew where they were hiding. In the winter Wonderland! He smiled, "maybe I'll be home for Christmas after all!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4823636064186853?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4823636064186853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/jessicas-challenge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4823636064186853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4823636064186853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/jessicas-challenge.html' title='Jessica&apos;s Challenge'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4075479291108833772</id><published>2008-12-04T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:36:49.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Christmas spirit is still out there?</title><content type='html'>I have been SOOOOO disappointed in humanity these last few days. I was disgusted on Saturday when I opened the newspaper to find out an employee was &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27968884/"&gt;TRAMPLED  to DEATH during the opening of a Wal-Mart on Black Friday. &lt;/a&gt; And then customers &lt;em&gt;complained&lt;/em&gt; when told they had to leave when they waited for hours for the store to open. Big fricking deal people. Get over your damn sale, a man has DIED! And shame on Walk-Mart (where I refuse to shop anyway, this is just another reason why) for REOPENING the store THE SAME DAY!!!! They were worried about sales amongst a tragedy? Sick. Those poor people had to work while looking at the same place that their co-worker JUST died! Any mourning time at all? No. Money is &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; important to people. It makes me sooo sick thinking about it. I waited on purpose to blog about these events, hoping that my anger would die down a little. But no. I am still so upset by the actions of all of these people. Now they are talking about pressing charges against the people who just walked over this poor man. Good. I hope they do! People make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I did witness a wonderful thing yesterday. Something that gives me hope for society. Something that shows not everyone is as greedy and horrible as the people in the above section. I went to our grocery store (Winco, for those of you who know it) and was checking out with the kids. I was bagging my groceries as the cashier rang up the person behind me. (Each cashier has 2 lanes and you bag your groceries yourself) and she told the man, his total ($27 something). The man, who seemed very poor, and probably slightly mentally challenged, look horrified and said, "Oh no, I only have $20!". They man behind him, said, "Don't worry, give me your $20 and I will get the rest." And swiped his debit card. The first guy looked soooo thrilled. He just stammered out a, "thank you very much!" and went to bag his groceries. I was beaming from ear to ear! It was only $7 that he gave him, but it meant SO MUCH to that guy! It was a wonderful  thing to witness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever witnessed or done a random act of kindness like that before?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4075479291108833772?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4075479291108833772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-christmas-spirit-is-still-out-there.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4075479291108833772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4075479291108833772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-christmas-spirit-is-still-out-there.html' title='Is Christmas spirit is still out there?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8034555330580576276</id><published>2008-12-01T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:07:10.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy December!</title><content type='html'>Wow! It is hard to believe that December is already here! I suppose it is time to throw away my pumpkins and take down my fall wreath, since my neighbors' houses glitter from their Christmas lights. Maybe we will get our Christmas stuff out next weekend. Although, I have been listening to Christmas music for a couple of weeks. I should change my ringer on my cell phone to the Christmas songs I added last year! Poor Austin is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; embarrassed when he is with me and my phone starts ringing "Baby It's Cold Outside." Well, bah humbug to him! Ha! Enjoy your month of December! I hope it is relaxing and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is one of my favorite pictures of Connor at Christmas. He was 15 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274915519665801746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/STRDt6ngChI/AAAAAAAAAS4/P7TPROnj-VY/s320/DSC04162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a completely different note, I read Twilight this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to read the next book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8034555330580576276?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8034555330580576276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-december.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8034555330580576276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8034555330580576276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-december.html' title='Happy December!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/STRDt6ngChI/AAAAAAAAAS4/P7TPROnj-VY/s72-c/DSC04162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5491005116377669010</id><published>2008-11-28T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:51:54.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clara wishes you all well! He he...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i158.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/DSCN1196.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5491005116377669010?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5491005116377669010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/clara-wishes-you-all-well-he-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5491005116377669010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5491005116377669010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/clara-wishes-you-all-well-he-he.html' title='Clara wishes you all well! He he...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-6446805178804538956</id><published>2008-11-27T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T12:30:47.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for you, Shannon Leigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Shrutes use every part of the goose. The&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meat has a delicious smokey rich flavor. Plus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can use the molten goose grease and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; save it in the refrigerator. Thus saving a trip to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the store for a can of expensive goose grease!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Dwight Shrute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The Office)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-6446805178804538956?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/6446805178804538956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-one-is-for-you-shannon-leigh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6446805178804538956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6446805178804538956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-one-is-for-you-shannon-leigh.html' title='This one is for you, Shannon Leigh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1481146172018070543</id><published>2008-11-26T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:33:23.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for my family</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for my children. They make me laugh so hard tears are stream down my face. They know that a kiss from them can make a horrible day go away. They smile and my whole insides just melt. They are so much fun and I love every second with them, even when they are driving me crazy. I am thankful that I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; kids to drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my husband. He can also make me laugh so hard that tears stream down my face. He knows what to say when I am having a bad day. He brings my my blanket when I am cold and holds me tight to make sure I warm up! He is just as thankful for our kids as  I am and for that, I am thankful. I know he listens to me when I need to vent, and when I am done, he will come over and give me a huge hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. Eat lots of yummy food, enjoy your family, and travel safe!&lt;br /&gt;Love, Beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1481146172018070543?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1481146172018070543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-for-my-family.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1481146172018070543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1481146172018070543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-for-my-family.html' title='Thankful for my family'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4572454901322307563</id><published>2008-11-21T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:44:02.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty toys</title><content type='html'>No, I am not talking about the box I will be getting from my Passion Party! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about Planet Heroes. Connor LOVES these things. Well, Venus is a girl (women are from Venus, right?) and her name is Dazzle. Well, this toy has some dazzling knockers. It seems to me, that they really wanted everyone to know she is a girl. Well, his toys get smashed around quite a bit. After all, heroes need to fight the bad guys, right? Dazzle has had her share of fights, and some paint has worn off, where the toy has places "sticking out". So, in short, Dazzle now has "nipples". Sweet. The life lessons a child will learn is priceless...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271196168507757666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SScM_L1OFGI/AAAAAAAAASY/vC7oK0NQ9fc/s320/DSCN1157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Clara is allowed to play with it, because, she is a girl and Dazzle is a girl. It only seems fair. Here is a picture of Clara playing with Dazzle's "flamethrower". You know, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venus"&gt;Venus has a lot of volcanoes&lt;/a&gt; ,therefore she needs a flamethrower. Right? Hello? No? Okay, anyway she was playing with it and didn't realized it could shoot a part across the room. [That's what she said. Sorry for the Office reference, it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; necessary.] But ANYWAY...here is a picture of her surprised look when it did finally shoot! HA! I love it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271196178271438754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SScM_wNEB6I/AAAAAAAAASg/F1zodXwpffM/s320/DSCN1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271196194908970578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SScNAuLwnlI/AAAAAAAAASo/V3m67fNpB0o/s320/DSCN1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I better go catch up on Eli Stone. Clara's napping and Connor is playing with his toys. By the way, Eli Stone, great show. You have got to see it! And it helps that &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001538/"&gt;Jonny Lee Miller &lt;/a&gt;(Eli) is kind of a hottie. Remember him in Hackers? Or Trainspotting? Love this guy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271196871087306482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SScNoFJPNvI/AAAAAAAAASw/Uj7VQ5u6KNo/s320/elistoneqc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4572454901322307563?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4572454901322307563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/dirty-toys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4572454901322307563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4572454901322307563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/dirty-toys.html' title='Dirty toys'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SScM_L1OFGI/AAAAAAAAASY/vC7oK0NQ9fc/s72-c/DSCN1157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4884429263469859560</id><published>2008-11-20T18:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:25:00.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I AM cleaning my room...</title><content type='html'>So I tell my dear son to clean his room. This is what I go upstairs to...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270930086264436482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSYa_KO19wI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pB_rhvdXflQ/s320/DSCN1145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270930078341426418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSYa-st2bPI/AAAAAAAAASI/4sT9i1buq-Y/s320/DSCN1144.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is hanging halfway out of his room playing his Leapster. He loves that thing. It is the perfect educational toy/anti-clean the room toy. At least he is learning...right? Notice the horrible mess still in his room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4884429263469859560?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4884429263469859560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/but-i-am-cleaning-my-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4884429263469859560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4884429263469859560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/but-i-am-cleaning-my-room.html' title='But I AM cleaning my room...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSYa_KO19wI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pB_rhvdXflQ/s72-c/DSCN1145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4877494481013890191</id><published>2008-11-19T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:48:00.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLD pictures from Mellisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk63uKEFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xQM9ByE7Dp8/s1600-h/71900077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518795227238482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk63uKEFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xQM9ByE7Dp8/s320/71900077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mellisa emailed some of these GREAT pictures from a long time ago. I love them so much and had to share! First of all I miss Cristy SOOOOOOO much! And second I am so glad that I am still so close to Mellisa and Jessica! Third I miss being so skinny. And I miss my overalls. I loved those things. Those were the days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk6r4uyNI/AAAAAAAAARw/GsMSqdZdoxI/s1600-h/71900050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518792050362578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk6r4uyNI/AAAAAAAAARw/GsMSqdZdoxI/s320/71900050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk5xbJ4FI/AAAAAAAAARo/xlroeL0TkxQ/s1600-h/71900048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518776357052498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk5xbJ4FI/AAAAAAAAARo/xlroeL0TkxQ/s320/71900048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk7W4PkRI/AAAAAAAAASA/k2DqciFqNQA/s1600-h/71900080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270518803591041298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk7W4PkRI/AAAAAAAAASA/k2DqciFqNQA/s320/71900080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4877494481013890191?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4877494481013890191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/old-pictures-from-mellisa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4877494481013890191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4877494481013890191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/old-pictures-from-mellisa.html' title='OLD pictures from Mellisa'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSk63uKEFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xQM9ByE7Dp8/s72-c/71900077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7201905107201725263</id><published>2008-11-19T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:03:43.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>follow the leader...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482028840855538" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSDeyQjp_I/AAAAAAAAARI/9dQ2-_R9M8E/s320/twilightminicover.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482034832546002" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSDfIlFmNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/oXgV64vv4Sg/s320/newmoonminicover.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSDfX8x-zI/AAAAAAAAARY/2CODk0ZpCz0/s1600-h/eclipseminicover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482038958455602" style="WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSDfX8x-zI/AAAAAAAAARY/2CODk0ZpCz0/s320/eclipseminicover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSDfkNAtbI/AAAAAAAAARg/M6ttHi7Dnzo/s1600-h/bdminicover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482042247755186" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSDfkNAtbI/AAAAAAAAARg/M6ttHi7Dnzo/s320/bdminicover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is obsessed. I have yet to start &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twilight_(novel)"&gt;these books&lt;/a&gt;. But I may cave soon. Everyone is telling me how I HAVE to read these books. I love to read (really, I should be a librarian) but, I have a problem starting popular books solely on the fact that they are popular. It took me until the fourth book before I caved and started Harry Potter. But once I did, I was hooked. Fantastic books, by the way, read them. It's the cool thing to do. But the hype over these Twilight books has me curious. That and I talked to my friend Mellisa yesterday and we had the longest conversation about them, which I think she persuaded me to be a good little lemming and follow the rest of the clan. Did you know they take place in Washington state? I should read them just for the loyalty of my state ! HA! So if you HAVE read these, I need your opinions as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While on the subject of books; I was talking to Jess and she suggested I start a book club. How great would THAT be? She is a genius! (Can you tell I KNOW she is reading this?!?) But that would be fun. The only problem (and kind of a huge one) is I have a hard time finding the time to read. Thank you kids and work. When I read, it is right before I go to bed and I have the hardest time putting books down. Once I start, I don't want to stop. So I would never have the book read in time. So, while a great idea, probably not going to happen! LOVE the idea though! ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have a lot of experience with vampires, but I have hunted werewolves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shot one once, but by the time I got to it, it had turned back into my neighbor's dog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Dwight (The Office)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7201905107201725263?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7201905107201725263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/follow-leader.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7201905107201725263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7201905107201725263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/follow-leader.html' title='follow the leader...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SSSDeyQjp_I/AAAAAAAAARI/9dQ2-_R9M8E/s72-c/twilightminicover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8310909064774062501</id><published>2008-11-19T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:43:13.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boy, again</title><content type='html'>I really should have a whole seperate blog of the things that come out of Connor's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he dropped something and said, "Oh,balderdash!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where this kid comes up with these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8310909064774062501?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8310909064774062501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-boy-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8310909064774062501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8310909064774062501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-boy-again.html' title='My boy, again'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4492855387986778782</id><published>2008-11-14T17:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:21:51.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Mouth of Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SR4hqMwMTKI/AAAAAAAAARA/4AAw5VGTqX8/s1600-h/the-wizard-of-oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268685622931639458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SR4hqMwMTKI/AAAAAAAAARA/4AAw5VGTqX8/s320/the-wizard-of-oz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally found our Wizard of Oz Dvd. Connor LOVES it. So, no surprise when he wants to watch it. Well, today is the "random sayings out of Connor's mouth" day. Here are my favorites about this movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Follow the Yellow Concrete."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(singing)"Wonderful Wizard of All..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my favorite, the first time Dorothy lands in Oz and walks out of the house;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh look Clara! Dorothy is a colored person!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4492855387986778782?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4492855387986778782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-of-mouth-of-babes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4492855387986778782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4492855387986778782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-of-mouth-of-babes.html' title='Out of the Mouth of Babes'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SR4hqMwMTKI/AAAAAAAAARA/4AAw5VGTqX8/s72-c/the-wizard-of-oz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4018395391866337281</id><published>2008-11-13T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:50:43.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way a male thinks...</title><content type='html'>Connor: Mommy, can  Iwatch the new Wizard of Oz? [which is the OLD Wizard of Oz, but it is the 2nd one he has seen, therefore it is NEW to him!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [I decide to play a game with him.] Well, let me see... who is the best mommy ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: You are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who is the prettiest person ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who is the funniest person ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who is the smartest person ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor: I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I get for not distinguishing the smartest &lt;em&gt;mommy&lt;/em&gt; ever. Geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4018395391866337281?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4018395391866337281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/way-male-thinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4018395391866337281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4018395391866337281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/way-male-thinks.html' title='The way a male thinks...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8558615884467781740</id><published>2008-11-12T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T14:48:07.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Nature can be such a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRtc5L1XcsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eTKQ-iJmXVI/s1600-h/Fall+leaves+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267906326638850754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRtc5L1XcsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eTKQ-iJmXVI/s320/Fall+leaves+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This wind is pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep AT ALL last night. I just laid awake in my bed thinking that my house was going to blow over. It doesn't help that the vents to our bathrooms have little flaps over them that slam down over and over when the wind is blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I get a sinus headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is one of the dreaded things that fall brings. At least fall is pretty. I love the way the leaves look this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I can get over the lack of sleep and the pounding in my head! And other than the leaves, Thanksgiving is coming up! And I am thankful to have a paid day off!! HA! oh yeah, and for my family, friends, my kitties, my dog, my house, my job, my health, my family's health, my friend's health... I really could go on and on. I suppose one sleepless night won't hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*photo courtesy of my hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8558615884467781740?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8558615884467781740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/mother-nature-can-be-such-bitch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8558615884467781740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8558615884467781740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/mother-nature-can-be-such-bitch.html' title='Mother Nature can be such a bitch'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRtc5L1XcsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eTKQ-iJmXVI/s72-c/Fall+leaves+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-771871513977193291</id><published>2008-11-11T11:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:56:15.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My jumpy girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i158.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/jumpvideo.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-771871513977193291?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/771871513977193291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-jumpy-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/771871513977193291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/771871513977193291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-jumpy-girl.html' title='My jumpy girl!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1215794252480998122</id><published>2008-11-05T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:16:36.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Future Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Connor doesn't usually take naps. If &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; need him to take a nap, he usually sits quietly in his room, reads a book, or plays with his toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I had him go upstairs to "take a nap". He was totally fine with this and marches upstairs. About an hour later, I went into his room to find our little camera sitting on his bed. He went into the office, grabbed the camera and took 118 pictures in his room. Lovely. I deleted MOST of them (they were black or so blurry you can't see ANYTHING!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is what my son was doing at naptime. Apparently it is super cool to take pictures under your sheets, so you can see the flash. And apparently some how the cat got in his room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9vgrd7PI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r6CRNNm9A3Q/s1600-h/DSCN0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268432040750322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9vgrd7PI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r6CRNNm9A3Q/s200/DSCN0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9u77UKoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/E9GqCpbMVkw/s1600-h/DSCN1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268422175107714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9u77UKoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/E9GqCpbMVkw/s200/DSCN1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9ubjgwTI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7QF4RONljGY/s1600-h/DSCN0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268413485334834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9ubjgwTI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7QF4RONljGY/s200/DSCN0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9uLztO4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/l6IgbAn5STA/s1600-h/DSCN0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268409258294146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9uLztO4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/l6IgbAn5STA/s200/DSCN0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1215794252480998122?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1215794252480998122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-future-photographer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1215794252480998122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1215794252480998122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-future-photographer.html' title='My Future Photographer'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRH9vgrd7PI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r6CRNNm9A3Q/s72-c/DSCN0994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3574333742848567369</id><published>2008-11-04T10:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:56:52.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRCa77TAsII/AAAAAAAAAQA/iXWRQr_Mz-4/s1600-h/291887979_8692d583d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878318716498050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRCa77TAsII/AAAAAAAAAQA/iXWRQr_Mz-4/s400/291887979_8692d583d3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3574333742848567369?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3574333742848567369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3574333742848567369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3574333742848567369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-you.html' title='Did you?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SRCa77TAsII/AAAAAAAAAQA/iXWRQr_Mz-4/s72-c/291887979_8692d583d3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2292810977473135701</id><published>2008-11-03T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:38:06.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day Tomorrow!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQ9vGZOXFBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vd42GVx44Rs/s1600-h/vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264548645060416530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQ9vGZOXFBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vd42GVx44Rs/s400/vote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE GO VOTE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't forget! It is extremely important to go out and VOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I already mailed in my ballot! Did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2292810977473135701?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2292810977473135701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-day-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2292810977473135701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2292810977473135701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-day-tomorrow.html' title='Big Day Tomorrow!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQ9vGZOXFBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vd42GVx44Rs/s72-c/vote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3319120478480278570</id><published>2008-10-31T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:02:14.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Halloween &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Everyone!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263379402474254450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQtHrhKV8HI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vM0v3Pkngls/s200/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263379390925856130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQtHq2I_XYI/AAAAAAAAANI/vxsvH2Zorh4/s200/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3319120478480278570?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3319120478480278570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/message-from-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3319120478480278570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3319120478480278570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/message-from-me.html' title='A message from me!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQtHrhKV8HI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vM0v3Pkngls/s72-c/DSC_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3045989455283300189</id><published>2008-10-30T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:05:58.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Copy Cat!</title><content type='html'>I thought I would copy my good friend &lt;a href="http://meenachfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting-facts.html"&gt;Jessica &lt;/a&gt;and list some random things about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;. (Thanks Jess!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpngXox2iI/AAAAAAAAANA/oEPCFdLMDhA/s1600-h/DSCN0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132920334375458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpngXox2iI/AAAAAAAAANA/oEPCFdLMDhA/s200/DSCN0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. I love love love coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I have an obsession with Target. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love to read. I would read more, but if I start a book, I can't stop until it is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I post older, skinnier pictures of me when I can! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love going out with the girls, even though it happens MAYBE twice a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Austin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpnfgJTJHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3Dmvh_GWbuo/s1600-h/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132905438389362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpnfgJTJHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3Dmvh_GWbuo/s200/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. He love to be the handy man of the house, although he acts like it TOTALLY puts him out.&lt;br /&gt;2. He loves comedy. He can listen to a comedian 10 times and still laugh as hard as the first time he heard it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. He loves to golf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. He is shy. (I know, COMPLETE opposite of me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. He is a fantastic dad and husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Connor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpnfcRBZ1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/kWOVnOhjWR0/s1600-h/DSCN0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132904397039442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpnfcRBZ1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/kWOVnOhjWR0/s200/DSCN0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. One of the funniest kids I have ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Thinks he is a Transformer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Can pick up lines to a movie or song the first time he hears it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. He has a HUGE heart, especially when it comes to Clara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Will eat oatmeal any time of the day. And if he could, for all three meals. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ick&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpnfGryAfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4Tcg9gBths0/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132898603696626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpnfGryAfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4Tcg9gBths0/s200/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. She can dance like no other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. She thinks Connor is the greatest thing ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Has a new found love for puppies.&lt;br /&gt;4. Won't watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, unless a song is playing, and then she will dance! As soon as the song is over, no more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. She is already a diva. God help us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3045989455283300189?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3045989455283300189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-copy-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3045989455283300189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3045989455283300189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-copy-cat.html' title='I&apos;m a Copy Cat!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQpngXox2iI/AAAAAAAAANA/oEPCFdLMDhA/s72-c/DSCN0546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3241428814456860793</id><published>2008-10-27T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:48:38.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy used to watch that when she was a little girl...</title><content type='html'>Connor is probably so sick of hearing that. We were flipping through channels on one of our dreary days and I saw that &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0083866/"&gt;ET &lt;/a&gt;was on. Connor loved it. I even thought he might be getting teary-eyed at the end. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261935112618350450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQYmGyLFl3I/AAAAAAAAAMI/PaQH89q1w8k/s320/et_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me he wants Santa Claus to bring it at Christmas. Then I got all excited that he liked watching the classics, so I pulled out &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0058331/"&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/a&gt;. He LOVED it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261935115368623330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQYmG8azbOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wwdUofaVdro/s320/MaryPoppins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He thought Dick Van Dyke was the funniest thing he has ever seen. I was so stoked that he loved it. A few days later, I tried looking for our &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0032138/"&gt;Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt; dvd, but it seems to be lost. So, we watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0422778/"&gt;The Muppets' Wizard of Oz, with Ashanti&lt;/a&gt;. Close enough. He still liked it. And Toto is a prawn, not a dog. And he speakes with a Mexican accent. Hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261935121962049794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQYmHU-zIQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tiVPCxsl6qA/s320/MuppetsWizardOfOz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night after dinner, we watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0041094/"&gt;The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad.&lt;/a&gt; He thought that one was a little scary. But Austin and I enjoyed it! HA HA!! Then we were talking about all of the great cartoons that we watched as kids. Remember Lambert, the sheepish lion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261938168754496802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQYo4rKuZSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ulo6pJEqzwc/s200/lambert41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fan-freaking-tastic! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What other cartoons/movies do you remember loving as a child?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3241428814456860793?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3241428814456860793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/mommy-used-to-watch-that-when-she-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3241428814456860793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3241428814456860793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/mommy-used-to-watch-that-when-she-was.html' title='Mommy used to watch that when she was a little girl...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SQYmGyLFl3I/AAAAAAAAAMI/PaQH89q1w8k/s72-c/et_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7356995161225644575</id><published>2008-10-21T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:04:07.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superheros, Bugs, and other random things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Our little bugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4ZGCoOTzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/W-XjviBeznk/s1600-h/Clara%26Zoe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259669006390808370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4ZGCoOTzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/W-XjviBeznk/s400/Clara%26Zoe2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we got the kids togther and took their picture in their Halloween costumes. It was freezing and extremely windy. So, we thought we would make it a tradition and do it again!!! We had our mini photo session on Sunday with some friends and our kiddos! It was fun. The weather was beautiful, no wind, sunny. Perfect! The kids were in great moods! We have a nicer camera! There were two additions to the group! It went MUCH better this year! Comparing the two photos is great! Now I can't wait for next year! Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259668998466133138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4ZFlG1XJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/RJgxWtiYduk/s400/Group1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259668985448969314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4ZE0nTNGI/AAAAAAAAALw/as-c-gX_2gA/s400/Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7356995161225644575?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7356995161225644575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/superheros-bugs-and-other-random-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7356995161225644575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7356995161225644575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/superheros-bugs-and-other-random-things.html' title='Superheros, Bugs, and other random things...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4ZGCoOTzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/W-XjviBeznk/s72-c/Clara%26Zoe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-809147975676662920</id><published>2008-10-14T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:53:30.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Mommy isn't ready for curiosity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SPUEHC-1YyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Mi1whbP7t8w/s1600-h/f4405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257112659130934050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SPUEHC-1YyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Mi1whbP7t8w/s400/f4405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My kids take a bath together. They are young, and I don't think there is anything wrong with it. Well, Connor and Clara were standing next to the tub, naked, waiting for the water to fill up. Connor asks me, "mommy, where is Clara's tinkler (his word for penis)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I froze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT?!? I was NOT expecting that!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I remained calm on the outside and answered, "Clara doesn't have a tinkler."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Where did it go? Is it in her butt?" Seriously, he said that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"She is a girl, and girls don't have tinklers. Just boys."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oh." Then he stands with his hand on his hips (remember, completely naked) and claims, "I am a boy! I have a tinkler!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh great, he is five and already proud of it! Typical male. I just told him to get in the bathtub. Then he completely forgot about it and splashed around not worried at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yikes. I believe I handled it the right way. Just answer with basic answers. No details. Now I have two questions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, what do you call a vagina to a little kid? (I &lt;strong&gt;wasn't&lt;/strong&gt; going to give what Clara has a name, just yet!) I don't remember calling it anything as a child. And I think the word "vagina" is to...I don't know...medical? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second, how old should I stop them bathing together? I asked a friend at work and she thinks because Connor asked about Clara's missing tinkler that should be my first sign, and quit now. I have no clue. What is your thoughts on the situation? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need advice!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HELP!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-809147975676662920?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/809147975676662920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/mommy-isnt-ready-for-curiosity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/809147975676662920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/809147975676662920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/mommy-isnt-ready-for-curiosity.html' title='Mommy isn&apos;t ready for curiosity...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SPUEHC-1YyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Mi1whbP7t8w/s72-c/f4405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7019639560784430845</id><published>2008-10-09T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:04:21.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse of the Mysterious Bag Balm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SO6lQuxA2_I/AAAAAAAAALI/C0a3ciuiG08/s1600-h/side_can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255319522038045682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SO6lQuxA2_I/AAAAAAAAALI/C0a3ciuiG08/s400/side_can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when Connor was three years old, I put him down for a nap and went downstairs to read a book. I was at the beginning of my pregnancy with Clara, and was exhausted. I read for about an hour, and I get a phone call and proceed outside to talk in the warm sun. After my call, I head back inside and hear Connor upstairs banging on his door screaming bloody murder. I freak out and bolt upstairs to find him covered head to toe in Bag Balm. The large can is empty. Bag Balm is EVERYWHERE. He was scared because he must have realized that he should not have been spreading this into every crevice in his room and tried to come get me. Well, the Bag Balm was all over his hands and he couldn't get his door open. I had to clean all of his toys, clean most of his bedding, scrub his walls, door, table, bookcase , a few books, you name it, it was greasy. I even had to throw some items away. I made him sit in his chair and watch me clean it all up. The bath he took was hell, because it would not come off. I am not even sure where this can of Bag Balm came from. We had it a few years before, because someone told me to use it as a diaper rash solution (it works!) but we hadn't used it in quite some time. This had to have started out as a near-new can. Thank goodness I had my friends Christie and Brenda on their way to visit. They helped me out tremendously. Everything turned out okay, except Connor's carpet is scarred with a huge grease stain. It turned into a huge joke after everything calmed down. Christie even bought me some Bag Balm at Clara's baby shower. Hilarious. I laughed my ass off when I opened that gift! I just threw it under my bathroom sink and forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today. I am vacuuming upstairs and Clara and Connor are playing in Clara's room. The gate is up at the top of the stairs, my bedroom door is shut and the bathroom door is shut. I finish vacuuming and I hear "uh oh, icky..." I notice the bathroom door is open (Connor needs to learn to shut it after using the potty!) and I knew what happened before I could see it. The smell of the medicated goo engulfed my nose so fast I almost had an anxiety attack. Clara found the Bag Balm. Or did the Bag Balm find Clara? It was all over her and the floor. Thank goodness she was in the bathroom where I can just wipe it up! I gave her a bath, and checked the cupboards to make sure that there is NO MORE BAG BALM in my house. EVER. I will where my "anti-Bag Balm" badge proud! It IS time for change! America should not live in FEAR of medicated ointment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JUST SAY "NO" TO BAG BALM!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7019639560784430845?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7019639560784430845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/curse-of-mysterious-bag-balm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7019639560784430845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7019639560784430845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/curse-of-mysterious-bag-balm.html' title='The Curse of the Mysterious Bag Balm'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SO6lQuxA2_I/AAAAAAAAALI/C0a3ciuiG08/s72-c/side_can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3296904597514589786</id><published>2008-10-09T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:36:58.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parties, Games, and Hernias! Oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SO52AoAJ2uI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9owBaihkCew/s1600-h/Connor+Party+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255267568298089186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SO52AoAJ2uI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9owBaihkCew/s400/Connor+Party+Collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birthday party was a success! Although it is five days after the party and I am still recuperating. The play room still has a few streamers up. I keep telling myself, "maybe hubby will do it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had to go to the doctor Tuesday because he is borderline to having a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hernia"&gt;hernia&lt;/a&gt;. Poor guy. He had trouble walking. He has to take it really easy for a while. Otherwise he would more than likely need surgery. Yikes. He stayed home from work Tuesday and Wednesday, and I was a bit surprised he went back today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called in Tuesday so I could take him to the doctor. And I didn't think he could go pick the kids up from daycare, since he couldn't lift Clara up (which devastated her!) So I am sure work is pissed off at me, but my family comes first! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was actually kind of nice. Since the kids were at daycare, we played video games (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lego_Batman:_The_Video_Game"&gt;Batman Lego&lt;/a&gt;!) until his appointment, and after his appointment before we went and got the kids we went to Anthony's for lunch. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255270128770797314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SO54VqgazwI/AAAAAAAAALA/HnKmekrwhpk/s320/logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;Mmmmm.... He had to hobble up those dreadful stairs into the restaurant, but I am sure he would agree it was worth it. I had mahi mahi that was amazing! We have had a giftcard from his brother since Christmas and we thought we should probably use it. Good choice!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that has been my week. So far. I hope the craziness is over for now!! Wish me luck!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah- I am down 4 pounds!!!! Woo hoo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3296904597514589786?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3296904597514589786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/parties-games-and-hernias-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3296904597514589786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3296904597514589786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/parties-games-and-hernias-oh-my.html' title='Parties, Games, and Hernias! Oh my!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SO52AoAJ2uI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9owBaihkCew/s72-c/Connor+Party+Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2536204395349857212</id><published>2008-10-03T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:40:42.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SOaecFRfHDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KDZzMeEI9Z4/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253060220663307314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SOaecFRfHDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KDZzMeEI9Z4/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor is 5 years old today. He thinks that since yesterday, his arms are getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; believes his arms are longer today, because now he is 5. He isn't getting taller. He just has longer arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I don't get it. He's 5, logic has nothing to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is one proud kid today telling EVERYONE that it is his birthday. We have been to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt;, Blockbuster and Costco and every single person in all of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;places&lt;/span&gt; knows that Connor is having a birthday today. And then he usually adds, "but it's not Clara's birthday, just mine." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, come April he will have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; that it is JUST Clara's birthday, and not his. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a proud mom. And a little sad that he is growing up. He is starting to do little things that make him so grown up to me. Like doing most things by himself. I am at the point that I LOVE when he has to ask me for help with something because I feel like he is still my baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor is one of the funniest children I know. Yea, I am a little biased, but the things that come out of that kid's mouth have me laughing so hard tears are streaming down my face. For instance; Clara was being naughty and Connor tells on her, I tell him, "mind your own business." I put her in time out and she starts to sing (big no-no; if you are in time out at our house, you can't talk unless it is to say "sorry") and I can feel Connor ready to freak out that she is talking in time out. So I just look at him waiting for the explosion. He says, "What? I am minding the businesses, and I didn't tell you that Clara is talking." Oh my... He comes up with things like that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my little turkey! (By the way, when I call him my little turkey he replies, "I'm not a turkey, I'm a kid!" I love you to pieces!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 week old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253060221920846098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SOaecJ9ToRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BwMRBbSdL8I/s320/Awesome+Photo+Shoot+pics+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253058338112789346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SOacugOd22I/AAAAAAAAAKY/F5JPoxLiDYI/s320/Leaves!+(91).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 years old!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253058346391215986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SOacu_EMn3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/g52D-INGe6M/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2536204395349857212?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2536204395349857212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/5-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2536204395349857212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2536204395349857212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/5-years-ago.html' title='5 years ago...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SOaecFRfHDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KDZzMeEI9Z4/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5245694678486891335</id><published>2008-10-01T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:32:15.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting off my ass and doing something about it...</title><content type='html'>Well, I am going to start Weight Watchers again. I lost 40 pounds the first time I did it. I only stopped because we decided to have another baby. So I hope that I see the same results (or better!) than the first time around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting Monday. I am NOT procrastinating. I have a billion reasons why I am waiting. First, Mondays will be much easier to weigh myself at the same time. You are supposed to weigh yourself every week same day, same time. Mondays are perfect, Austin takes the kiddos to daycare on his way to work , so I can do it at 10:30 right after they leave. It will be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Second, we are having oodles of company this weekend and I know we will be going out to eat a ton! Also it is Connor's birthday so I will be eating cake, BBQ, etc... but I still am attempting to be aware of what I am eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And great news for Costco employees! We get a discount at Weight Watchers! WOo Hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I need healthy recipes that actually TASTE good! Thanks for every one's support!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5245694678486891335?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5245694678486891335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-off-my-ass-and-doing-something.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5245694678486891335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5245694678486891335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-off-my-ass-and-doing-something.html' title='Getting off my ass and doing something about it...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1804277741683070354</id><published>2008-09-25T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:36:58.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>W.O.W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;No, not World of Warcraft. We went to see Wings Over Washington with Katie, Aiden, and Eli. What fun! The Canadian Snowbirds, who are similar to the Blue Angels, were there and it was great! The kids LOVED it. Even the babies (well they are almost a year and a half old, but still babies!!) loved it! Connor kept freaking out, "They are going to crash!" I had to reassure him that they weren't. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250029024478486050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNvZlPiH3iI/AAAAAAAAAJU/50wqL-CcbM8/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250029032032317762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNvZlrrGMUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/l_KSUBsoIC8/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They also had a F-15? there. Wow, that thing was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOUD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I had to cover poor Clara's ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250029009724112450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNvZkYkZ_kI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5LtBi-PBBJQ/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;They had a ton of stuff going on there too. They had the Tri-City Americans hockey team there signing autographs, with Winger the mascot. They had multiple forms of military recruiting, they had food booths, vintage planes to show, and radio stations parked everywhere. I didn't realize that these air shows had so much in them!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250028986703000498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNvZjCzvs7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/j-sbvhZr2TY/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite part was the US Cellular Phone guy in costume. He comes over to shake Connor's hand and the kids want to give him a hug. So the guy gets down on his knees to give the kids a hug. Ahhh, how sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250028995288977010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNvZjiyzTnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ang4iKhMmTU/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then the poor guy, as he is getting up, trips over his huge clown-like shoes and almost falls on top of Aiden and Connor. The kids are scared to death. I am not sure if they thought they were being attacked by a giant cell phone or what. But I have never laughed so hard in my life. It was priceless. Where is a video camera when you need one? YouTube anyone? I felt embarrassed for the guy. Connor and Aiden are asking, "why did he do that?" And I replied, ""if I had to walk around in those huge shoes I would fall too." The cell phone pointed to his shoes and gave me a thumbs up. I have to give this guys props, during the whole fiasco, he still didn't talk. I would've yelled out an obscenity. The only way it could have been better is if he yelled "shit!" while toppling over. Anybody else go to the air show last night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1804277741683070354?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1804277741683070354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1804277741683070354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1804277741683070354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title='W.O.W.'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNvZlPiH3iI/AAAAAAAAAJU/50wqL-CcbM8/s72-c/DSC_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7764504871968024246</id><published>2008-09-23T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:44:16.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><title type='text'>No puppies...</title><content type='html'>Well, Lucy &lt;em&gt;isn't &lt;/em&gt;pregnant. The vet says she possibly has cysts on her ovaries, which is causing her hormones to act as though she were pregnant. So we didn't completely lose it! The vet thought she may pregnant at first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just have to keep an eye on her to make sure she gets better.  Now I am worse off mentally than I was, because it may be something more serious than her being pregnant. I guess the vet didn't seem to worried. I am not sure how common this is in dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did an x-ray to make sure there wasn't anything weird going on. The vet didn't see anything, but they are going to send it off to a veterinarian radiologist to double check. So that is the update!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7764504871968024246?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7764504871968024246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-puppies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7764504871968024246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7764504871968024246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-puppies.html' title='No puppies...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-5950191861204376551</id><published>2008-09-22T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:13:03.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All I can say is I am WAY to young to be a grandma. I mean, really, I am only 27. We find out for sure tomorrow at the vet if Lucy is preggo. I hope with all hopes that she is not. But the signs are pointing to yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did not witness the act of our slutty dog getting pregnant. But our neighbors don't have a fence to keep their dogs in the yard, so their dogs run free throughout the neighborhood, shitting on people's lawns, digging under fences (ours) and apparently knocking poor helpless dogs up! Ok, so Lucy isn't a slut. The neighbor's dogs are rapists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do think she is pregnant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, first off, she has been licking her nipples raw for the last week. And her tummy is droopy (but not firm yet?). Ans she has been acting really strange. This morning I gave her a bone and usually she attacks the hell out of it and chews it up, and then carries around the remaining pieces for a week or so before finishing it off. Well, today she ran to the back door and cried and cried until I let her out. Then she ran to my flower beds (which she usually leaves alone) and digs like hell to bury the bone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I do realize that a dog burying a bone doesn't sound like unusual behavior, but what if she NEVER has done that before? I stopped her from ruining my plants and made her go in the house (with the bone, of course.) She proceeds to run upstairs to my bedroom and tries to bury it in her crate and pushes it to the back then gets in and sits on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has also been laying in her crate 95% of the day whimpering. I feel so bad for her. I hope that she is pregant and not something serious. But don't you agree, she has the symtoms of a dog who is preggo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise this will be the LAST time we are lazy about getting a dog fixed! I can also promise that is she is pregnant that we will be selling these puppies for cheap (read: FREE) if anyone is interested! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248956078645751746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNgJvk1Or8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/q_J2NVWw59c/s200/1.28.07+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-5950191861204376551?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/5950191861204376551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/puppy-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5950191861204376551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/5950191861204376551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/puppy-anyone.html' title='Puppy anyone?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SNgJvk1Or8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/q_J2NVWw59c/s72-c/1.28.07+(8).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7474220265397954216</id><published>2008-09-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:28:48.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dancing Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My kids crack me up. They both LOVE to dance. Here is a video of Clara dancing to Jack Johnson. And a video of Connor dancing to the Transformers theme song. He does this EVERY time he watches that DVD. It cracks me up. I like how at the end he is all embarrassed because he didn't know I was filming him, but plays it off like he knew all along. What a nut!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok- the dumb videos won't load. So I have to put links in instead. Oh well. Go check them out! so funny!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0950.flv"&gt;http://s158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0950.flv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0946.flv"&gt;http://s158.photobucket.com/albums/t83/Bethie808/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0946.flv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7474220265397954216?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7474220265397954216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-dancing-crew.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7474220265397954216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7474220265397954216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-dancing-crew.html' title='My Dancing Crew'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2226484608443956720</id><published>2008-09-15T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:25:32.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>Eating problems</title><content type='html'>No, I am not anorexic or bulimic. I am just overweight. I am not freakishly huge or anything, just overweight. And I know what my problem is, I just can't fix it. I have tried. My problem is I don't eat. And so when I do eat, it is to much or crappy food, because it was easy. Why don't I eat, you ask? Well here is a rundown of my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up and feed the kids. Then I run around getting them ready to go to school. Yes, Austin does help me! After baths, or whatever may be needed, the kids are off to "school" (daycare) and Austin is off to work. Then I just want a few minutes of quiet. I will take my shower, read the paper, yadda yadda. Then I FINALLY (it is probably noon by now) make something quick to eat, watch my soap opera and do any running around that I need to do. I go to work and don't eat until I get home. 9 times out of 10 I forget food to take to work and I WILL NOT eat a Costco hot dog everyday for lunch!! Then I get home, eat something quick (it is almost 10 when I get home.) Relax a little, and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cristy, Me, and Mellisa in Mexico (senior trip, summer of '99)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246328807401170930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SM60QQwLp_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/I8n9I6AQVHo/s200/68410170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me in Hawaii last fall (ewww), hey Mellisa went on that trip too! HA! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246328818939474402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SM60Q7vIMeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/G3y3PrM_XKA/s200/DSCN3440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So, I eat 2 times a day. And always quick meals. I get real meals on my days off. But a real meal only twice a week? So my body doesn't know when it is going to get food next, so it stores everything. What is my fricking problem? It is driving me nuts. I would go back on Weight Watchers, which, before Clara, I lost 40 lbs with. But it costs money, something that we don't have much of right now. Thank you economy. I am dreading my 10 year class reunion next summer, only because I am 50 pounds heavier. Which is A LOT!! I am the heaviest I have ever been. I don't want to go and have everyone ask me if I am pregnant, and I will say, "no, we were done having kids 2 years ago." And I know it is my own stinking fault for letting myself get this way. Sigh. I have been trying to keep up with the Wii fit (which is fun!) but I am in the mind set that if I have time to play a video game, I probably should be folding laundry, doing the dishes, or cleaning the bathrooms. I suppose I need to get on the track of not thinking it is a video game. Being lazy sucks. I better go, it is 12:15 and I haven't had anything to eat all morning. AAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only person who has trouble finding time just to eat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2226484608443956720?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2226484608443956720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/eating-problems.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2226484608443956720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2226484608443956720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/eating-problems.html' title='Eating problems'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SM60QQwLp_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/I8n9I6AQVHo/s72-c/68410170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-829796390575026784</id><published>2008-09-09T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:09:11.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Labor Day Laziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was soooooo good. It is tequila but is like baileys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was awesome. My mom got it when she was in Mexico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFqRbZMtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzrkJgCgj_w/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244096146142999250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFqRbZMtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzrkJgCgj_w/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFq_5xtjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fmHJteKfpTU/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244096158618465842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFq_5xtjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fmHJteKfpTU/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clara and her baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFrKMUOLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/J31J-p4Bhec/s1600-h/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244096161380579506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFrKMUOLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/J31J-p4Bhec/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wenatchee, from mom and dad's deck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's nice to say that I grew up in a place like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFrSPbdWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/o9nxLPnDYCo/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244096163541120354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFrSPbdWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/o9nxLPnDYCo/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin's Jack and coke, ewwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; No, we didn't drink the WHOLE time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFr6htQLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qFv98wS-t5Q/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244096174355202226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFr6htQLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qFv98wS-t5Q/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-829796390575026784?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/829796390575026784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-laziness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/829796390575026784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/829796390575026784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-laziness.html' title='Labor Day Laziness'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMbFqRbZMtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pzrkJgCgj_w/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4807685957682431970</id><published>2008-09-09T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:20:20.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed with shoes</title><content type='html'>My daughter, who is 16 months old, is currently obsessed with shoes. She is definitely my daughter.  She will find shoes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;any one's&lt;/span&gt; shoes, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; want to put them on. I hear, "shoes!" all day long. She even puts socks on and calls them shoes (her favorite socks are Austin's). She sees someone with shoes on and wants her shoes on too. She is hilarious. She takes them off, to inspect them, and then cries when she can't get them back on. It is adorable. I thought she would be to young to have an obsession like this, but apparently not! I even went to Target and we were looking at the shoes on sale, and she cried when we left the department, "shoes!" I will have to post some pictures later!&lt;br /&gt;I think shoes are great. They are so cute and you can gain a pound and they will still fit. Tight jeans, but not tight shoes. I am so pround of my daughter!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4807685957682431970?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4807685957682431970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/obsessed-with-shoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4807685957682431970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4807685957682431970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/obsessed-with-shoes.html' title='Obsessed with shoes'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1018170176621651021</id><published>2008-09-04T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:36:22.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Summer fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our medley of summer fun pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAngTG81iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wTr31UDpPO4/s1600-h/Collage-+Fair!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242233402097980962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAngTG81iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wTr31UDpPO4/s400/Collage-+Fair!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandma and Great Grandpa with Clara and Connor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAng-kUBYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XhtKDWblQXw/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242233413763859842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAng-kUBYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XhtKDWblQXw/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAnhlRcgNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Y5YGx-KVkvs/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242233424153706706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAnhlRcgNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Y5YGx-KVkvs/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clara and her BFF Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAnh8VcEVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Jm3NE6aTIRI/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242233430344470866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAnh8VcEVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Jm3NE6aTIRI/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1018170176621651021?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1018170176621651021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1018170176621651021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1018170176621651021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-fun.html' title='Summer fun...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SMAngTG81iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wTr31UDpPO4/s72-c/Collage-+Fair!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-1687381589153085020</id><published>2008-09-04T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:04:42.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking...</title><content type='html'>I have tried posting before this, I swear. But then my computer freezes up, or some other odd thing happens, and  I can't post. I tried posting a bunch of pictures and I couldn't do that either. So I will write this post and then I will have ANOTHER post with pictures and stuff. I don't think I will have the time or energy to update anything. We are good. We have been running around. We went to the fair and Dust Devils game. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wenatchee&lt;/span&gt; to visit my parents and come friends. My other friend had a baby. My house is still a mess, and I am still to lazy to clean it up. We have started planning Connor's 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. yikes. I can't believe he will be 5!!!! So that is all. I am sure there was other things that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt;, but I will remember and post them later!!! I hope everyone had a great summer!!! Happy Fall! I am putting my autumn wreath on my door today. Wow! How time flies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-1687381589153085020?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/1687381589153085020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/slacking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1687381589153085020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/1687381589153085020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/09/slacking.html' title='slacking...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4190901570185670151</id><published>2008-07-16T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T13:45:49.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying mantis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>A Life Lesson for Connor</title><content type='html'>Today Connor and I were out pulling weeds. Now, don't picture in your head us kneeling down in a beautiful garden pulling little weeds. We have a hill in our backyard that has tumble weeds growing. &lt;em&gt;Huge&lt;/em&gt; tumble weeds. So he pulled the little stuff and I pulled the huge ones and had to use a pitchfork to throw them in our big garbage cans. During this process I have to use a shovel to smash the weeds down so I can fit more in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the garbage can was about half way full, I threw in a pile of weeds and noticed a little praying mantis running around on the weed. I saved him, and moved him to his new home, my tomato plant, where he can feast on little bugs for the rest of his life. Connor was extremely excited that we saved this little bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As we walk back to the can I notice ANOTHER praying mantis. After chasing it around the weeds, I saved him and placed him with his brother (assuming they are even related) and he was happy, I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I start inspecting all of the weeds I am putting in the can (I am such a girl) and we find two more praying mantis'. We moved them to my burning bush (which isn't really on fire, it is a name for a plant that turns red in the fall) and they seemed quite satisfied with their new surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I only had one huge weed left and I look, but no praying mantis, so I throw it in the garbage. As soon as I was about to smash it down, I see a praying mantis run from branch to branch. "Another one!!" I yell to Connor. "FIVE!" he yells back and runs over to help save him. I worked on saving this bug for 20 minutes. Then the unthinkable happens, he fell to the very bottom of the can, never to be seen again. We were devastated that we couldn't save this poor creature. Gone for good. I don't even want to think about how many I crushed before I even noticed the first praying mantis. Who knows, maybe he survived my big huge muscles crushing the remaining weeds. I am pretty buff, so I doubt it (ha!). I would like to think he lived a good life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RIP Praying Mantis* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2008-2008&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223714725580286290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SH5c3dIwqVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1V2Zri9TNRw/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*This is not an actual picture of the praying mantis. Austin took this one last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4190901570185670151?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4190901570185670151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-lesson-for-connor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4190901570185670151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4190901570185670151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-lesson-for-connor.html' title='A Life Lesson for Connor'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SH5c3dIwqVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1V2Zri9TNRw/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8216456448721282737</id><published>2008-07-10T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:21:01.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I heart music</title><content type='html'>I wrote this blog on myspace a billion years ago (ok, January) and wanted to post it here. Mainly because I finally broke down and downloaded the people I am talking about.  And I love love love these guys. I also need to add is Damien Rice. That man is AMAZING!!! I will add a video link as well. The girl in the video is Lisa Hannagin. She is on all his cds too. Their voices are perfect together. Their songs are extremely moving. If you listen to the words it will give you chills. Beautiful and sad. This video is also from Live at Abbey Road.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the original blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we watch Live from Abbey Road on the Sundance Channel. It is just musicians that play in the Abbey Road studio (you know, the Beatles' Abbey Road). So ANYWAY... they have some awesome people on there. I have learned of a few new ones that I thought I would share. Nerina Pallot is great. She is a lot like Tori Amos. But not as weird (hey, I love her, but Tori IS kinda weird, not that it is a bad thing.) And also The Zutons. Very cool. And another, is Ray LaMontagne. If you google him, and see a picture, then hear him sing, you will be shocked. I can't really put into words what he looks like and what he sounds like, but he is super cool. And one I love that wasn't from that show is Feist. If you haven't heard her, listen to her. She is great! All of these guys are on itunes. Nerina Pallot only has one cd on there, and it doesn't have the song I totally LOVE, which is "Idaho". But still check her out. And I love Ray LaMontagne's song "Trouble". Ok, I have gone on long enough, so look into these guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;videos: Ray:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrZkaj37kA0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrZkaj37kA0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68zVCdYrsjg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68zVCdYrsjg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerina Pallot (this video is from Live at Abbey Road!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCdpcQAcBZ0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCdpcQAcBZ0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damien Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOn5Eudj5tI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOn5Eudj5tI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8216456448721282737?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8216456448721282737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-heart-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8216456448721282737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8216456448721282737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-heart-music.html' title='I heart music'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-6582400077136627490</id><published>2008-07-08T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:13:10.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Does mommy like coffee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, on the fourth of July we are sitting outside my in-laws backyard and Connor is playing on his bike. He zooms over to us, gets off his bike and "delivers pizza" to us. We "eat" it and thank him. Then he comes over and gives us "chocolate cake". Sure, we "eat" it, and he is on his way again. He flies around the patio, and then brings us a "grande iced americano with vanilla, extra ice, and a splash of cream." Not kidding. He has my drink down perfect. I don't know if I should be proud or saddened. I am a little both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220707590199588418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHOt5I4INkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0L-o6rTyA3E/s320/Starbucks-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Coffee does sound REALLY good right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-6582400077136627490?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/6582400077136627490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/does-mommy-like-coffee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6582400077136627490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/6582400077136627490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/does-mommy-like-coffee.html' title='Does mommy like coffee?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHOt5I4INkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0L-o6rTyA3E/s72-c/Starbucks-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-7860297902335821416</id><published>2008-07-07T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:06:12.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy'/><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHK87VduzFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ls1sH9Mg4IY/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220442645635976274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHK87VduzFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ls1sH9Mg4IY/s200/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We had quite a busy weekend. Friday was the 4th of July (AND my birthday) and we went to Austin's parents house for some BBQ and fireworks. It was fun. Connor actually wanted to watch them this year. He is getting over his fear! Woo Hoo! Sometimes it was still a little scary, bu tmost of the time he enjoyed them! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220442663486637938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHK88X9qR3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/mU7uGp_iBaI/s200/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220442653451389698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHK87ylEiwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/v9ZHiqwcTD0/s200/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Clara thought they were pretty neat. She did start crying at one of the fireworks that popped. But she quickly got over it and went back to "ooooohhhhh". It was great. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220442666436267298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHK88i86DSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q6-1BEuR2d0/s200/DSC_0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Austin and I took pictures at a wedding. We were there for 7 hours! I was sooo tired being out in the hot sun that long, working. I know, I am lame and a baby, but I slept HARD that night. I would post the pictures, but Austin hasn't edited any yet, and I don't think he wants me too. But I think they turned out great. The wedding was beautiful and lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday our great friend's Jeff and Shelly were in town. We hung out at our place and then went to Shanghai (the restaurant, not the city) for lunch. Yummo! It is our favorite! It was great seeing them and baby Scarlet. But now I am still tired. And it is Monday. I was going to take the kids up to my parent's house in Wenatchee, but I DO NOT have the energy. I am way to tired. I am so glad I didn't have to go to work today. Yikes, that would have been terrible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-7860297902335821416?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/7860297902335821416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7860297902335821416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/7860297902335821416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SHK87VduzFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ls1sH9Mg4IY/s72-c/DSC_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2259928858223748536</id><published>2008-07-06T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:26:07.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/family_images/d/db/b9bc20e675fae658abd4d393c94bb9.png" border="0" alt="Pyzam Family Sticker Toy" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Create your own family sticker graphic at pYzam.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNTQwMTc2OTA5MyZwdD*xMjE1NDAxODQ3NjQwJnA9MzkwMSZkPXB5emFtJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2259928858223748536?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2259928858223748536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2259928858223748536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2259928858223748536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-3853376501966052157</id><published>2008-06-27T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:27:06.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Cherries!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 posts today. Lucky you! We went cherry picking this morning and had sooo much fun! The kids had a blast. We played hard, picked yummy cherries (recipes anyone?), saw some good friends, and met new ones! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls loved riding along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2u7tBD_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/KTZ7_uP9xu8/s1600-h/Cherries+6-27-08+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216706292051152882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2u7tBD_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/KTZ7_uP9xu8/s200/Cherries+6-27-08+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; looking for his prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2vOl7WVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/StvM_bwR4vI/s1600-h/Cherries+6-27-08+(22).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216706297121691986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2vOl7WVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/StvM_bwR4vI/s200/Cherries+6-27-08+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I found!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2vvklqcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uvUyb8OcVt8/s1600-h/Cherries+6-27-08+(21).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216706305974446530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2vvklqcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uvUyb8OcVt8/s200/Cherries+6-27-08+(21).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ewww, a sour one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2wLgR3GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KkaExClRO-A/s1600-h/Cherries+6-27-08+(30).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216706313472564322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2wLgR3GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KkaExClRO-A/s200/Cherries+6-27-08+(30).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2wQ27oDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VyBHg_LL_vo/s1600-h/Cherries+6-27-08+(35).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216706314909753394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2wQ27oDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VyBHg_LL_vo/s200/Cherries+6-27-08+(35).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-3853376501966052157?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/3853376501966052157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/06/cherries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3853376501966052157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/3853376501966052157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/06/cherries.html' title='Cherries!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SGV2u7tBD_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/KTZ7_uP9xu8/s72-c/Cherries+6-27-08+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-8717434345331297145</id><published>2008-06-27T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:12:17.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clara loves to dance. I just love her arms flying around. I had to share this one. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3748422707680fcf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3748422707680fcf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333389138%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D112A6C015F706C075A2D581EB5456CBF8E47C79B.62BF4C2E0476AC24FFE0034A56B612D4C37A7312%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3748422707680fcf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_H1awH-DvVd3Extf2tPAPNVkqdE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3748422707680fcf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333389138%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D112A6C015F706C075A2D581EB5456CBF8E47C79B.62BF4C2E0476AC24FFE0034A56B612D4C37A7312%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3748422707680fcf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_H1awH-DvVd3Extf2tPAPNVkqdE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-8717434345331297145?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/8717434345331297145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/06/clara-loves-to-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8717434345331297145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/8717434345331297145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/06/clara-loves-to-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-4681760470045704362</id><published>2008-05-30T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:24:22.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinator?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I went to a parent-teacher conference for Connor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to the mall, went to Costco, took my kids to Sonic for lunch, pulled some weeds, watered my plants, vacuumed my stairs, did the dishes, did my step areobics while watching &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my soap opera, talked with my neighbor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;called an old friend, caught bugs with Connor, and wrote this blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all so I wouldn't have to fold laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-4681760470045704362?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/4681760470045704362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/05/procrastinator.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4681760470045704362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/4681760470045704362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/05/procrastinator.html' title='Procrastinator?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2053665156818653497</id><published>2008-05-29T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:11:20.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love "The Office"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would I rather be feared or loved? Easy. Both. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want people to be afraid of how much they love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Michael on The Office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2053665156818653497?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2053665156818653497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-office.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2053665156818653497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2053665156818653497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-office.html' title='I love &quot;The Office&quot;'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4713780940031466936.post-2130192753220275806</id><published>2008-05-27T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:50:23.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you all had a good weekend! We did!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXLx7cAlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NbxT6XcUJAo/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205131129226265170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXLx7cAlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NbxT6XcUJAo/s200/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXMR7cAmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Xrcme6yCuAU/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205131137816199778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXMR7cAmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Xrcme6yCuAU/s200/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXMx7cAnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N1e0Z3xXeIs/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205131146406134386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXMx7cAnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N1e0Z3xXeIs/s200/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXNR7cAoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fh43Hkr3l68/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205131154996068994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXNR7cAoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fh43Hkr3l68/s200/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXOB7cApI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TGLV1wvYRqY/s1600-h/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205131167880970898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXOB7cApI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TGLV1wvYRqY/s200/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4713780940031466936-2130192753220275806?l=beth808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/feeds/2130192753220275806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2130192753220275806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4713780940031466936/posts/default/2130192753220275806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beth808.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15196484599963182451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SP4TmUyvo3I/AAAAAAAAALY/6InXXoZhVHY/S220/Andersons.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljxZ-nyL0Ko/SDxXLx7cAlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NbxT6XcUJAo/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
