tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21701432011899886862024-03-05T21:16:19.151-08:00the many adventures of Zshymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-6982083223413107642010-09-10T11:05:00.000-07:002010-09-10T11:12:19.607-07:00Attention!!!<strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">If anyone out there wants Italian Buffet tickets please contact me. Oct. 7, 2010 is the day so mark your calendars!!! </span></strong>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-23314790657847529392010-03-23T09:58:00.000-07:002010-03-23T10:28:06.260-07:00Just a little something to read while you wait...<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">I am giving you guys something to read while I try to come up with a blog to report my trip to Portland.<br /><br /><br />THE TAG OF FOUR'S<br />Four shows you like to watch<br />1. Anthony Bourdain<br />2. Food Network Challenge<br />3. Iron Chef America<br />4. House<br />Four things you are passionate about<br />1. Cooking<br />2. Friends<br />3. Traveling<br />4. Caring about others<br />Four phrases you use alot<br />1. WTF!<br />2. Whatever<br />3. I promise(use most recently)<br />4. Great times<br />Four things you have learned from the past<br />1. Never give up<br />2. Be passionate of what you do<br />3. Never let anyone try to run your life and never let them tell you who you can and can't be friends with<br />4. Don't go looking for love. Let love find you.<br />Four places you would like to go<br />1. Washington State<br />2. Ireland<br />3. London<br />4. Everywhere basically.<br />(This one was a hard one)<br />Four things you did yesterday<br />1. Went to class<br />2. Learned how to make cream puff dough<br />3. Learned how to make pastry cream<br />4. Asked a friend to the movies. (However, he said no because he had homework to do. Understandable)<br />Four things you are looking forward to<br />1. Finding a job<br />2. trying to move out on my own, hoping to move to Twin.<br />3.Trips next year. Maybe Vegas and then Spain or maybe just Spain<br />4. Fall Semester!<br />Four things I love about spring<br />1. seeing people Twitterpaited<br />2. Getting to be outside more<br />3. No more SNOW!!!<br />4. warmer weather<br />Four things on your wish list<br />1. I Pod<br />2. Getting to travel more.<br />3. Getting to hangout with some different friends more.<br />4. Getting married one day or someday...</span>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-8416827110474454562009-10-23T12:10:00.000-07:002009-10-23T12:47:46.048-07:00Just a small post update...<span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;">Well, I think I might be losing my buddy. I don't know. I am sooooo confused right now and I think he is also. The week after the Italian Buffet he got sick and I started feeling miserable that Sat. I couldn't eat, sleep, or even focus during class that entire week. I think I only got about 1 hour of sleep that entire week. I was also getting GLARED at by the culinary assitant chef, Todd. He just so happens to work with my buddy at the Blue Lakes Country Club and now whenever I walk the kitchen or even into the same room with him he glares at me. One of these days I should just say whatever you think I did, I didn't do it,lol. Yesterday while I was working our wonderful cafe and playing hostess, I noticed him walk through the cafe a whole lot and was even on the front line more than usual. Then I also noticed when I sat to eat lunch he sat directly across the room facing me so he can glare at me some more. Luckily for me I was hidden by mine and Wes' friend Carolina's head. My friend Eileen looked over at Todd and she even noticed that he kept looking our direction.</span> <div><div><div><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395882692364665746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UVRTl_g14ck73POzrNdAoiRX-qP4-CP0u10gnLoqBEXXtbu0R-J7Vr_HI_DjkOYBlCe-Lz0PqqKxj-KxVxfemC52taurgcoGuklwhO7qGVaLBUEBoWmSJiIyQfndWBe74PW3oWtlSCkt/s320/l_ea62ffc14e33430e98910c08da122e29.jpg" /><span style="font-size:78%;">This is a picture of Todd. He is the one not smiling with the black hat on looking very serious.<br /></span><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;">My friend Laura said he used to do the same to her and not to worry about it. She doesn't quite understand my paranoia at this point. She doesn't understand that my buddy works with this guy and has probably said something to him about me. I really hope not. I, however, have had a very small opportunity to talk with my buddy for a short time this past week. During our Sanitation class on Wednesday, we were going over the questions in chapter 8 and I wasn't paying attention too much and silently talking to Eileen about some other things that have been going on. When our instructor decided that one student named Mark was going to read a question and I was going to answer it. I said, "What?" and my buddy, who was sitting about 10 feet from me laughed a little and when Mark got done reading the question, my buddy said the answer eventhough I was supposed to. I didn't want it to look like he gave me the answer (which he did) so I quickly looked through the options and said the same answer he gave me. I will now always remember that stuffed pork chops are supposed to be cooked to a temperature of 165 degrees. All thanks to my buddy. After class I had my friend Eileen give him a little note thanking him for helping out with dishes during the Italian Buffet and 2 of my Honeysticks I had recently picked up while in Boise on Tuesday at the Boise Coop store. What a very interesting store. Need to go back soon. Anybody up for a roadtrip? After that he kind of talked with us for a little bit and then said thanks guys and left. I kind of followed him out the door hoping he would turn and talk to me a little more, but didn't. I told him not to crash his board and he just nodded his head and left:( I hope to get to talk to him again next week. We usually talk more during our nutrition classes than in our Sanitation class. I miss our little talks after classes.</span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395882495826534530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjTODdnejSoOFCkNSJ-50t4L1zaq-vRfJ8OKidBmZEvely34k7EmECrpXndfJD0BHTGCKZjuPHpfMPcgXAFnzVyqq8a08WuIAyGni4NvH0_sFmxhcr6Taots1_xabheE0EY_rjD_HLFPZ/s320/l_b3d6fec6288b4a849478c0d2eda20be2.jpg" /></div></div></div></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-56432746136394752482009-10-17T15:30:00.000-07:002009-10-17T17:40:16.909-07:00This is what I have been doing the past few months...<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong>So this past summer, I decided to follow my brother Wes into the "Culinary World" and signed up for Culinary Arts just before he went to France.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393706331891743138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJ5NlxssJ77sid9ZZb9L24B1z7nrsgu0tYBwBc8xk6j8iVyhQtZcBhe5MdZJG1iWyWQ5An9i39RBOrJAGkJZbNoKL35xsJzCOTbMym5ekYHdar6PX1u8A6vRzJ2H2fiy9Ny5emktf4Et8/s320/zealanda1.jpg" />As luck would have it, the Culinary Arts program exploded this year and they decided to open up a Baking/Pastry program. One day I got a phone call from my instructor Mike Johnson asking me if I would like to switch over to the new program instead of being in the Culinary arts. I said sure, knowing fully well who the instructor was already and knowing a little about her background from Wes. She of course didn't go to a school to become a Pastry chef, she went to Eruope for about 10 years and became an apprentice. Our wonderful Baking/Pastry class work so hard to make European style desserts. Yum!<br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdwiuIce1TuknEs1hlMihssAOWKwKdOscKhzKFvlx5jRl2OfdoibmKjyKZtzeKftL_wo5pl2g2UQLgO3Z7pgehgCUh42C5AmeCmMBS17jc80sFzxG13kONcUulCFYwAiSnpSNJmPBuF5Q/s1600-h/summer+pics+199.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393706324470918530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdwiuIce1TuknEs1hlMihssAOWKwKdOscKhzKFvlx5jRl2OfdoibmKjyKZtzeKftL_wo5pl2g2UQLgO3Z7pgehgCUh42C5AmeCmMBS17jc80sFzxG13kONcUulCFYwAiSnpSNJmPBuF5Q/s320/summer+pics+199.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong> Then when Wes got back from France, I sat at the computer looking at all of his amazing photos and listened to his exciting stories. He made me really jealous because I always wanted to visit France and still do.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pICNlFl9FJXY3gmRQCsvpqEPtgtUNdHcnZrZ8FgyBVTu6tVirN73BZHeoG90QI14aiKis0fCzrR5eMJUImBfUTFunJ7hgNXO_7Y19b92yyxyugQmzDbgkGHiLl4iUL1AX8D0zRYFDhZL/s1600-h/Paris+Pics+013.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393705709912675586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pICNlFl9FJXY3gmRQCsvpqEPtgtUNdHcnZrZ8FgyBVTu6tVirN73BZHeoG90QI14aiKis0fCzrR5eMJUImBfUTFunJ7hgNXO_7Y19b92yyxyugQmzDbgkGHiLl4iUL1AX8D0zRYFDhZL/s320/Paris+Pics+013.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong> While in France, Wes became friends with the girl pictured below. Her name is Marissa and recently got engaged just before taking the trip to France. She is currently taking an internship with Disney World in Florida with her fiance. Last I heard she was really enjoying it.<br /></strong></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393705701774193394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_2OpJyEBVYFix9CJ-SjfuxYln4jraOZgFMeC8z-u6m7nni8I8wXd6p1uoLo8W1726VNSFuSSmzZyr0_L6BpdAMeN9IiO1HHhgJqM-32GPtC3I05UNpAPEw0NaJvinu15dTkwM3SSN8be/s320/Paris+Pics+465.jpg" />This picture here was taken atop of the Eiffel Tower. So Jealous!!!<br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYTT8S7a77yEQueodWB3tvA7GbEAx8x7Zc38RnqEQfHespsNyAry6e50Px6c1BLiEfrBWJ_1M1vPTUhfujuKyS-QB7ptYtOmj6mdfGKcDdA6SeDkujPaEYl_bl960acplGXplQ-mKL1EpB/s1600-h/Paris+Pics+240.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393705693821457026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYTT8S7a77yEQueodWB3tvA7GbEAx8x7Zc38RnqEQfHespsNyAry6e50Px6c1BLiEfrBWJ_1M1vPTUhfujuKyS-QB7ptYtOmj6mdfGKcDdA6SeDkujPaEYl_bl960acplGXplQ-mKL1EpB/s320/Paris+Pics+240.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><br /><br />This was taken the Monday after Wes got back from France. The entire night he complained how cold it still was and whined about wanting to go back to France. Still whines about that.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiduUNeWGOody2_JF7Iihd3-a4PTE_exlBpZCzy4k_FC2zhkEX47CAn5tnGloFos5aAWVtsGWb9tJqasQz-7UllDjklqRlrL6O4RzVjJSpXuok-bnAMlfUmjLIn9WMyeb9Kdosrth0DXB5q/s1600-h/summer+pics+008.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393704361482264178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiduUNeWGOody2_JF7Iihd3-a4PTE_exlBpZCzy4k_FC2zhkEX47CAn5tnGloFos5aAWVtsGWb9tJqasQz-7UllDjklqRlrL6O4RzVjJSpXuok-bnAMlfUmjLIn9WMyeb9Kdosrth0DXB5q/s320/summer+pics+008.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><br />I was so excited about getting to go ATVing again this year. Then decided I would just hang around the house because driving one of these things can actually be tiring just driving up from the bottom.<br /></strong></span></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibbjdhG1D-PVlIWWCdIdwmPcT9WgSkhHNoJDIoxtO_I8Q5Rm8_rCssxBLSdna_lnsCN-IRC_PbHI-gGPD3f8c9P7C0w73Ui9P7HNNXBM6skvSMULmQ7aDQ8zYlk9vvYt80cXYUiLIljTS9/s1600-h/summer+pics+038.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393704349602021170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibbjdhG1D-PVlIWWCdIdwmPcT9WgSkhHNoJDIoxtO_I8Q5Rm8_rCssxBLSdna_lnsCN-IRC_PbHI-gGPD3f8c9P7C0w73Ui9P7HNNXBM6skvSMULmQ7aDQ8zYlk9vvYt80cXYUiLIljTS9/s320/summer+pics+038.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong> Then Mindy decided she needed to be a little more adventureous this year and decided she would try out driving an ATV herself along with trying not to drown while being adventurous and go on the water tube behind the Hobson's boat. Go Mindy! Then all of a sudden she had a brilliant idea and decided that I needed to try this long lost adventure of mine. Due to the fact that I almost drowned twice by leaders who are known to be well trusted... still repressing those horrible memories. I finally decided that I needed to start getting back into the extreme sports and maybe just maybe I could hear some invisible voice to tell me to becareful!<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfpsBtLr3K9VvQpqfwDkX50zpRSzBBDRa4RDKk2F4frkH_Tjj8zaK1un1mygLO9Qhyphenhyphenf4v24ZyZn9tMJQTRWshf57zhHQkEequDFb_fZXxYn8i8Hwroy0_mxYkuIpYoqwzjO_Ng1VkElgyi/s1600-h/summer+pics+179.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393704341407079266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfpsBtLr3K9VvQpqfwDkX50zpRSzBBDRa4RDKk2F4frkH_Tjj8zaK1un1mygLO9Qhyphenhyphenf4v24ZyZn9tMJQTRWshf57zhHQkEequDFb_fZXxYn8i8Hwroy0_mxYkuIpYoqwzjO_Ng1VkElgyi/s320/summer+pics+179.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><br />While trying to stay on dry land and becareful, I also decided to try my artistic had at music. I learned just enough to really enjoy learning how to play the right hand part of Bella's Lullaby. Now, I just need to keep practicing and mybe even learn to play it by myself. I just love taking on things that give me a challenge. I have never played the piano before in my life before the lovely Sister Barker took on the challenge of teaching me how to read the music let alone showing me where the keys were. Thank You Sister Barker. Oh, and another thanks to Sister Hobson for letting me practice at her house. Practicing on a little keyboard just doesn't cut it.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfnaeGNA2PZpg_hnp-Fypycz9MSX0JzoX1EGuQ1Fh3jS5DzGAW2vDWJo4a34AkqvYx8QvYvt9UXSvaQvEKOStjmc8JJSQub-UObGfC_5Wm5-Pd2M9LrwtWdwAv7rJRI20un1epcVgmRvL_/s1600-h/my+cool+pics+043.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393702593326053986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfnaeGNA2PZpg_hnp-Fypycz9MSX0JzoX1EGuQ1Fh3jS5DzGAW2vDWJo4a34AkqvYx8QvYvt9UXSvaQvEKOStjmc8JJSQub-UObGfC_5Wm5-Pd2M9LrwtWdwAv7rJRI20un1epcVgmRvL_/s320/my+cool+pics+043.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong> Then school started and so did having to get up at 5:45 in the a.m. just to catch the bus to Twin four days a week. Now days, I usually don't have to set my alarm anymore. I don't even get to sleep in because my body thinks I need to go to Twin every day at 6:30 in the a.m. Hmmm, I wonder why it thinks that, Oh, I know why...lol. The following pictures are some of our wonderful desserts we have made in class for our Dessert Cafe that is open on Wed and Thurs. from 11:30 to 1.<br /><br />This one is an Apple Bavarian Flan with a walnut crust. (European of course)<br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0MO-JYgSstJQDcffK7-N5xwXiXLKL2ShvFNWEf4XXupTEkBn_4r2TQbUGovjovIWsMuY8Cda8HB7DaCgShS3K_axh4SFLKht9RfSGUyKcLj07SmU4KnZ2rIOpdCGjZmSFmN5QpL6qkR_/s1600-h/my+cool+pics+065.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393702586026727666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0MO-JYgSstJQDcffK7-N5xwXiXLKL2ShvFNWEf4XXupTEkBn_4r2TQbUGovjovIWsMuY8Cda8HB7DaCgShS3K_axh4SFLKht9RfSGUyKcLj07SmU4KnZ2rIOpdCGjZmSFmN5QpL6qkR_/s320/my+cool+pics+065.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><br />This next on just so happened to be an emergency backup plan because our merangue cups didn't turn out. This one is called Chocolate Maccadamia Banana Island with crushed merangue.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx9cy6o_shfXWbfCMzQVHVeFZK3xAeFAxnhreZq7YhQggDEPyTlueEy7VBT_4Dp6nPNWJ7-Jthaa9pfSvtIGuNcjKE5VJvAlbU6SGJNJKCH7CFAHI4siAO8RBl0cpZEY0ycuF7DV3c0cJ2/s1600-h/my+cool+pics+066.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393702575056377314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx9cy6o_shfXWbfCMzQVHVeFZK3xAeFAxnhreZq7YhQggDEPyTlueEy7VBT_4Dp6nPNWJ7-Jthaa9pfSvtIGuNcjKE5VJvAlbU6SGJNJKCH7CFAHI4siAO8RBl0cpZEY0ycuF7DV3c0cJ2/s320/my+cool+pics+066.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong> Then while being so busy with school and having to get used to our new puppy Seth, I was kinda crushed when poor Seth was diagnosed with the horrible Parvovirus and passed before I could say goodbye. I went from telling my personal secrets to this little guy (may he be missed so dearly) RIP SETH!<br /></strong></span></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGHkPtE3d0_f1chy6t1GjmsTrXleuDWXghEU_7_6lkWpkoD6qTqF_V25cZxja4DnRzSed9kN9pRhxWLdrvTFISfnceGjDkUHojXAHpPdw5fhz9GROCRjArlibKFJjPX3aLg3D5FaZluovi/s1600-h/my+cool+pics+062.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393701851605188562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGHkPtE3d0_f1chy6t1GjmsTrXleuDWXghEU_7_6lkWpkoD6qTqF_V25cZxja4DnRzSed9kN9pRhxWLdrvTFISfnceGjDkUHojXAHpPdw5fhz9GROCRjArlibKFJjPX3aLg3D5FaZluovi/s320/my+cool+pics+062.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><br />To talking to this wonderful sweet guy Pictured below. He first started sitting beside me during our very first Sanitation class. He started making me a little nervous when he asked me one day if he could sit and share my little table with me. I told him sure because I knew he was/is very protective of his long board. Yes, that's right, He has one of those boards that Sam and Tom Preston have, so I kinda figured that he wanted to be closer to it so he could keep an eye on it. Now he trys to sit beside me every class and if not we talk after class and he also sits beside me during our Nutrition class and he tells me weird, but good recipes he has come up with in the past and has actually tried. He also tells me thing I know he hasn't told anyone else. I think he trusts me. The week before the Italian Buffet, we left Sanitation together and he said see ya, buddy. That is when I knew something was up. He is also the one I hung out with mostly during the Italian Buffet and even compaired burn scars with while taking a short break between food runs. Now days, I keep hearing this voice in my head saying, "Don't get burned, you promised." I also hear this voice everytime I ride the bus to and from CSI saying "STAY SAFE FOR ME." Then I remember to put my seat belt on. I ususally don't wear it while riding the bus or in the backseat of the car, but everytime I forget it there is that sweet voice.</strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong>Although, I haven't been able to get the nerve to tell him my secrets just yet...I think this will change shortly when he gets back from being sick. I hope:P<br /><br /></strong></span><div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR2ygPxAsrgvct_bry0Sn49PWVNK-rOyaJT6Z8oG3QInjivnICvUJRXVOcMETOFy-PJlJ7Mr9BWiBf34fKtI7hjiywQ7NoyZsyqbIrMWLEt0GmK2LuCY_0J97Rit12IMt_XE2O-XMQZjm4/s1600-h/summer+pics+193.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393701281393962418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR2ygPxAsrgvct_bry0Sn49PWVNK-rOyaJT6Z8oG3QInjivnICvUJRXVOcMETOFy-PJlJ7Mr9BWiBf34fKtI7hjiywQ7NoyZsyqbIrMWLEt0GmK2LuCY_0J97Rit12IMt_XE2O-XMQZjm4/s320/summer+pics+193.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong><br />HE MAKES ME SMILE!!!!!!<br />I THINK I AM FALLIN' FOR HIM. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong>I can't stop thinking about him.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-34546579070051204722009-05-31T15:17:00.001-07:002009-05-31T15:17:12.119-07:00<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzgwODE1MDg5MCZwdD*xMjQzODA4MjEzMTI1JnA9MTU*OTQxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*=.gif" /><style>/* Webfetti Layout Begins Here */h1, h2, h3, h4, h5 {margin:0px;}#content {width:740px;margin:0px;text-align:left;}#main {width:485px;float:left;margin:0px;}#main2 {float:left;width:100%;padding:0px;}#sidebar {width:240px;float:right;margin:0px;}body {text-align:center;background-color:transparent;background-image:url(http://ak.webfetti.com/assets/layouts/g/excite_191.jpg);background-repeat:repeat;background-attachment:scroll;background-position:left top;}body, p, .post-body {}a:link, a:active, a:visited, a.username_dark:link, a.username_dark:active, a.username_dark:visited, a.link_blue:link, a.link_blue:active, a.link_blue:visited, a.link_profile_left:link, a.link_profile_left:active, a.link_profile_left:visited, a.link_profile_left_small:link, a.link_profile_left_small:active, a.link_profile_left_small:visited, a.link_white:link, a.link_white:active, a.link_white:visited {}a:hover, a.username_dark:hover, a.link_blue:hover, a.link_profile_left:hover, a.link_profile_left_small:hover, a.link_white:hover {}.post {margin-bottom:20px;padding:10px;}.date-header, .sidebar-title {}#blog-title {padding-left:10px;padding-top:5px;}strong, b {}.post-title {}.date-header, .comment-timestamp {}#blog-title {background-repeat:no-repeat;background-attachment:scroll;background-position:left top;height:115px;width:768px;}a:link img {}a:hover img {}/* Webfetti Layout Ends Here */</style><style type="text/css">.button_size {border-style:none;border-width:0;height:46px;width:106px;}.wfbutton {background:url(http://ak.webfetti.com/badge_01.gif) no-repeat left top;display:block;height:46px;text-align:left;width:106px;position:absolute;top:30px;right:10px;z-index:10000;}.wfbutton a:link,.wfbutton a:visited {display:block;background-color:transparent;}.wfbutton a:hover,.wfbutton a:active {background:url(http://ak.webfetti.com/badge_01.gif) no-repeat left top;display:block;height:46px;width:106px;}</style><div class="wfbutton"><a href="http://www.webfetti.com/dl/index.jhtml?partner=ZKzeb030_ZKxdm174SPUS&utm_campaign=wf_layout&utm_source=backgrounds_1052167&utm_medium=wf_blogger"><img src="http://t.webfetti.com/images/nocache/tr/wf/test/rdb/01/la/bl/backgrounds_1052167.gif" name="click_here" class="button_size" /></a></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-1030564561211899122009-04-20T10:48:00.000-07:002009-04-20T12:52:50.644-07:00Prom Weekend<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"><strong>Instead of writing a whole lot I decided to just post pictures of what CJ and Erika did for their prom day date. Plus what they looked like for prom. Oh yeah, my mom and I went with them since neither of them have their real driver's license yet. However, the day didn't start out as planned. It started out with me having to take a visit to the EMC for an eye irritation. Dr. Ann couldn't find anything wrong. I ended up missing family breakfast with Erika. Shoshone Falls (Niagra Falls of the West).</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326859810220636770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZn7hGiNfGiKl86QGPQTi-Cwl_9vNT7c8geOXuYV1LJYgdK0Rg2e1e2AsQkjdR6WWNjKFzCstoDbqTw1AKcOw6udvt0QlHIhBWWonQ_OHh7i32JSNYn-s4_RddAziw8_d5_F0DDMDXIAbM/s320/prom+pics+001.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326859807523958770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGYmG7nwhZ8UjVGGM9itdJTOQgtVcHRuSix_6glvIrRsED3cadtC3I6hpWTFdG6saz_cqBUc6-ieZFUJ1R-UdtM6mdb3eoRHupuDr4nOZs_kw0MdncGCafSuSQ-53skmdVOjMMT76rVVhO/s320/prom+pics+002.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326858843159865202" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidj9djYb7w6NbjnuzR_C-AOOzmhCigH0CEYrLfaA4CK2PhSLFchAiIj9vALbNJPvgWO0ekbGWPGaP5oBXPI5p-bItcs0B4ZO_-pFCR56vgLRXrGMlI_fqjW7GEuGFPJCj7wsJKbABIllzn/s320/prom+pics+012.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326857191909439714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpKKbnTY_vtuWD-uP4pi88qdsxmrkHHYRSCY7tAEQFNXP6aHcBhlqTtj6AuUq2fosJS42V04ZfI6xyYTU0ZGBSO9fI0MbcwySq9Ig8StypiGvn5Mei_eiwOsCXZOOsJkTaSo33dcg9Ddj/s320/prom+pics+013.jpg" border="0" /> Skateland: Before this, we at lunch at Golden Coral.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326857187040753954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg38FZA3idg0hbUXDTFxf-WbzOeUcLmpu6ja6sSG-kxdBz1w-gFjOs32W4HjNlIay_iEWt2bGIvlIpYN9ycr5vaSVdBMXU1UH4Hcn1WxNyPqJ8vibMu9WgnYJE_1FTs1fgVMLpOsGgNyBi1/s320/prom+pics+015.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326856261014369586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR-rGVOyZ59O6dMH9VEjceB6vtvVjun9XvAG2Nmy7QjW-wbVDP-nI1o4naag3kyJdM43tkToDlhYazjO3YXi0HtZZwr7AiLNS1-qEAzIb7V-7GaOItcrCU6OU08inmJkDGpY1mdWCT-BqZ/s320/prom+pics+014.jpg" border="0" />Erika's choice: Waterfall by Perrine Bridge. Before this CJ and Erika went to the arcade at the mall and won over 1100 tickets.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326856253752799218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpl5sliKgAd1PB1MAOVs2v9Lndt_WVlGvyUK4jI_kFQx6_fuJ2XXt5S3gGgJqlIm1ThPepGq8GcM6UIeWBDHnfcnqkKmFuuFnqCEQVq39m5hllXCE9oDFvNixEGp_vj75B7hVcM07xna_z/s320/prom+pics+016.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326856248939861570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDXqTTqrgYCEcI3khWIJQ2s5w1carzhKuXKRoZ3pz3nFWZQSP4LCW4zOOQ1q0vb0-epU9vohUt4tV3bQ8Bcp1GnujL0XdXS85uEImit6kDkfbMf2pSaGMAjtRwTuwD2W8yX36_-QGtDe-/s320/prom+pics+017.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326856248414050322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jfTgUPUxDvmkgGZxUGGL4-roKffFVgXDD9rQxK2JGi8Yz2qF9spND4cfn0RROBBQUi50Yd-PzWcD_2fDGu9haxqBidVv3L6QCJaG-Z0HZsEKolw54OEn1wvPB3bAK9gnOZemMrv1tlnz/s320/prom+pics+018.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855204576110450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKoAQQ0p8bS0rFu_cDqFT7QGo5I5jCMY5yshuta7u8OhLTVApx2_hWjF_iyMXKzGazAHMqkYCVVk2Eq5CHxgnQgsvuYUR351Lam6aytqNbm1gdg8yVeah_Srr9tsspwmsoAyQ1D3uh71EH/s320/prom+pics+019.jpg" border="0" />Who knew this beautiful place existed? We even got to walk under the waterfall.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855198142564962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2thl80OLQ5GcTaHcK3252LX2tbMCXMfFeDa09yCVxA5o0R7HSxvFiOBRd-ScLOqkUZ_nnyObmeQa3kZYNCewPMSTyo85OCrNbm8jq36Togq0igFUDGO062nyS4FYfiJIomj9CAOgOSJF/s320/prom+pics+020.jpg" border="0" />Just before going to the Prom. When CJ and I went to pick her up, she wasn't quite ready so CJ had to go stand outside and her dad had to shut the blinds so CJ couldn't see Erika. Erika's idea. Her dad told CJ that it sounds like you're getting married instead of going to prom.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855194250962594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1TJ1lemyRveU1DV8TSu2MAhsj6-VZFEHnFd-viQlvF_0eMx5ehKB-OO1Y4eYLydBLsHypDz1iLdqns7a6LvQDRksy8HScKWTOJib7-O9EKYCVGQy16AGSFGdhq16cM9jzahTLV91eafSy/s320/prom+pics+021.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855178640288786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaJkTU-czEKfDeYjibUFZEFGc8Tw6_3N60t4sCW_NJwRlBhUHToczlA89S3WKeyhDreeNn19XyE_s3l00kanQ6bkvcm9TwTw3brH1oa8Kw3GYwjmGyTN_-YKaV3C-hxrqm-vJ8FUXNKAKq/s320/prom+pics+022.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326854220791020882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOoQNuu6xPE83rMG0Y3H1VJdMTaDbrlIl1MOHIDWzD8E88tYInLZq9wVW0H6kTEbV_4v2h2ahMTuXf0FIQjT5I630Nr7mTBkDaZST6-p-dLp-GmkL-DFVdzFh8Ezhx14xI-1SNIycgl7jk/s320/prom+pics+023.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326854209365840866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhi3Ir1oZPeTQR3rqo3BQqBeC2EBC96oqWqKjDvdUItS2TL7fKMMlP3WwbUO3i9_ugusWy-qiTxHhuzC2rKMSaa5nEmkhfRqIMtn_DZF_kKW0n8fICDS0xd2RMZ1kjjmY24-tzGl5UaPcT/s320/prom+pics+024.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326854207484488514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5pi9REM_44X9_ueJVGS4myX46EeGAI1DMvlMtldRIcyTnE1LuGDOqwqAdeAr-Mv0q-z3p5qCxKYTd07UYjpRN_mEqfq5nO_7qg03ySJDxT218tPG9Pekpg7PnkUv9Hofdks_LYUDKtE5_/s320/prom+pics+025.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326854201192371602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMIYNRM4c16GBXAwS15sf8KVm52QKzoeC7bedkm0qoEq1TlWd74oAM27l8dIWhB7VtUlaxEKTe7LCgHQLjQc3OXVxTbkA_OTSsvSXHsxftTa7exWUz8D5BB81Wsy9hyphenhyphen284iLjRYuBZPHb/s320/prom+pics+026.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326853010577541010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-DNJEbdGp3bKEQROsp8ha8RJW8O6ASCuUz7N3FTi85qsIqFaLzDXwi070Dx6zypso76tfAlWQy7L2pty_wVOjdmDoVr8wNU-wC1wHCv9hnVEjssRa-LWI7pkR9hCH_NGsmJVrIYenM0d/s320/prom+pics+027.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326853007465359570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjOlaQhNl7C45fORfcClhl7JxpnIFAMFvQvLB49GeJ4owCfYn3yyl3vWNrf66YEXp-8AoxJ8u996qfmnPF8Z_REu9O7wDa1CsqmPx0lZP8fS1jmKmPKkS-pVEgLnl8ituvL8iXbNgEUZ97/s320/prom+pics+028.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326853004832543570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigc-GvBfQk3Bfhl0B4QYqtdJxpGaBW8jwXt-5-M0Snsorly6DqVuvLR3I1ny6vr61fV8ezqMfmSmOuInVUYKsnL6F0MnQ6yUr_zOThlbkGbl9-qHa5X1Y0P5ILYRBfum6fhE71QHu_I34q/s320/prom+pics+029.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326852999846240242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqAHsa_aZks55vCUbXbEJiYT-qj4Rc7btYXdTfhMepp4c8uCLCsvFyh1IGJUowFvkGvuBa6MLP3Cuy8ZI9Or2S2VVxVm29_vE8eL9fsUYDiHUqnMgT8-It-bFgz1RATrP8x6nrAIkqwxi/s320/prom+pics+030.jpg" border="0" />Please ignore the date on the pics. Wes' camera was brand new and I haven't had the time to figure out how it works yet. My camera ended up going to the emergency room with my mom because my brother Josh ended up with a severe ear ache. 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/><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-66743770435556011192009-02-19T11:47:00.001-08:002009-02-19T13:09:20.113-08:00Team Edward vs. Team Jacob at my house...<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"><strong><br /></strong></span><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"><strong>Team Edward.</strong></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"><strong><br /></div></strong></span></span><div><div><div><div><div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;">Last month this happened at least every other night at my house. Arm wrestling. Which immediately flashed through my head as a seen from the Twilight books. However, I didn't take part in this. I just felt like grabbing the camera and snapping a few pics for a really great blog. I can't wait to see Bella take on Emmett in Breaking Dawn. However, this would have to do until then. This is my brother Wes and his friend Andy battling each other to see who the strongest really is. Notice the real intense concentration on Andy's face. Wes wasn't even trying and yet Andy still had trouble beating him. In the end Wes won by just a little move.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304606064246679026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvJg6S6FvXDoeLlyZwz_9fxOZgORJoPUvdWobDr8aAQo0v3W57yv2x1Yj5RHl7oZj70hjVetWDoNoNQ4NaYHZtwICXY6Xf7bM30NcLggB8-J7oBKBCGfbiiZkkkAt0KijOAm6Qr7aDOTmH/s320/obama+and+mccain+001.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /></span></strong><span style="color:#006600;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">A few minutes later, Andy wanted to try again, so Wes preceeded in letting Andy think he was winning and again couldn't take Wes. However, Andy ended up cheating and using all of his body weight and both hands to take Wes down. This happened before I could even get a picture of it.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304606060375809650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje-mG1S9ESXUW_Zlg069_I__PxVBFnUUpP6NBRVW_xZc62-iQvxBkMi2FxKHtlwtu7DIj0CJcZPWbPjF2KG6a8jb5et0WQIB8eRfoi4Nu_qsGJuncOxku9Y5p754t-5Cm5yxKe9UwX3H-b/s320/obama+and+mccain+002.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /></span></strong></span><span style="color:#006600;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Then my 17 year old brother CJ, who has had extreme strength since he could walk, took on Wes and they both struggled for a while and eventually CJ won. I really think that if vampires were really real than CJ would actually have a shot at being one of the best vampires out there. Not to mention one of the strongest.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304606058304396514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2ZRqRkwfl2B70gpVfzZ4FSwBPMtJU6mhzMwzAmJ-Yhb6hDwN7LwsGiCRAUB-ipPX7fePCaliupGf9iJukIuCZnkRvHgIzFsM3aURklF3iyc4XqXmzKOZU3LCMp9f7kaeWWLqmzdDKJTBm/s320/obama+and+mccain+005.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /></span></strong></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#006600;">This is CJ and Wes at another match. Wes not really trying and CJ looking like he might blow a vein or muscle at that. CJ is also very musclular and can take on any body you toss at him. Soon he will be taking on the Role as "Edward" during spring break because rumor has it that his girlfriends ex boyfriend is coming to town and will be trying to take Erika back to Washington with him. These two are inseprable. Although CJ says Erika can protect herself and can really kick some butt if she has to, I really think that he will be doing the protecting when it comes down to it. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304606053249148882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3_TKFW7rMt2lnbrxfiNZBrS-ohg8LMfrl6OJYOOkdYkKWTnJj1V1L6zR7HReaHqcA0bokxeWevaNYZynV4o7oP1Qm2kJw-t3lhj5nw5PmPanuhz_uac6AA431OzGPhdpTjDxK7Na1ghQ/s320/obama+and+mccain+006.jpg" border="0" />Don't they look great together? I just hope it works out. She will be a great sister-in-law.She really is from one of the most popular states right now.Washington. Her mom lives in a town called Shelton, which is just 3 hours and 20 minutes from Forks!How cool is that?<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304605356224003906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZbDK6D-ILGgLHXYRjm9gduBrDXH7UVdfi9koWrE3PHoim25Yuu1SgOohvTUOzVMhcPbw9sukIJ7qHaF5AJJ5_q8Kt08Q2OQ0c142SBuvsxh_w3TotLj2i-Fv3ydEgNRr1mnMTkgSdxang/s320/obama+and+mccain+013.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />After CJ took on Wes, my mom wanted to get into the action also. She decided to take on CJ. Automatically, the words Emmett and Bella popped into my head. Just seeing my poor weak mother take on the strongest kid she has, make that the strongest kid in our whole family, was just way too funny. However, she didn't win even when she tryed to cheat by trying to kiss my brother, CJ still won the battle.<br /></span><br /></span></strong></span><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304605351952411154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitUfvbzbP2czWzVZmS_XGFI5qSnqwTTLSs01UnFWbFpGIABCJBFVqlI-lJVRp-3ZYVgUGFSL1CWcS11WpspMQsubxLKyYpv770Vw3NTYVDIZSM83mVACdYsgRYEydu2PLqFnP2Xl8Acryj/s320/obama+and+mccain+012.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Team Jacob.</span></span></strong></span></div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"><strong>Meet McCain. No not the person who ran for president, however, I am sure he would have made a really great one. He is the only cat we have who actually knows how to run a computer. I busted him trying to log into something at 12:30a.m. I woke to the really annoying beeping sound and got up to see what it was and low and behold it was McCain on the computer. He wasn't too happy about being busted.<br /><br /></strong></span></div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598321041780066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHmdYGaP-glnj3rwC4xYEQ_Y8t7thyphenhyphenCaPIRtfCQKjASGg0kZX9YUj19ahvueyLsfCkBrsJ_NTZhzHtm31Aj2gPq8zRlrHoqLG72gL-0zqLObZe1LJt157dzYZtmuelDmVr54VpvYQ7nti/s320/obama+and+mccain+007.jpg" border="0" /><br />Meet Obama. This is McCain's brother. Yes, I said brother. My brother CJ decided to name him this because they were born while the presidential race was going on and due to being a black cat he thought it would tie in really nice. Then Wes decided that it would only be fair if we named the other one McCain. The names sort of stuck after that.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598319743332018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJ47m7ogjjnb0pD1m7UegSEO_2NqjFSEJdMYdfUw1uAPTlv0YL_aPynVw7KvmkHiZ09J_S6TNVwyJXJKfscb8TxotC_8f94JLnDC7BWCKQRhD8pmIhqpOHmEL31D36KS6y_TfwFU-SSCe/s320/obama+and+mccain+008.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />It has just recently come to my attention that these two are team Jacob fans. I started rereading the Twilight series when I noticed that they started showing up in my room at bed time after I started reading New Moon. Although, they didn't show up until after Edward and his family left.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598315578354050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAsiS_-hpaReHe534H9yM-BIjz37bt6GAvESYlzyiU4z0lWw8fBMfwpp-mQSIZElDHkg0Okt3ywKF6fDe9cGF-u25zJNLF0cXJVGVnEwYHhCQzj3GgZBkayDdP-La3ka3inU58GjzTnaPl/s320/obama+and+mccain+009.jpg" border="0" /> They really like hearing about Jacob and how he turns into a werewolf. I am currently reading the part where Alice comes back. I really took notice that every time Edward was mentioned McCain and Obama would leave the room and come back shortly after I finished reading that part.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598311670389810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3bctTl3eMprMz25gRkecXdxy5N-rhPTXcJ6If8wwCHLZ_YqfSVzU9_HYxNVsChO2F-HEhnIB9zpKN7Je7Ue-tdaWn2Edfdzk9d9IZb1wr7zhYLHswFDQP87UW6CdyczBLVpMs8DhmhBdt/s320/obama+and+mccain+010.jpg" border="0" />These two stopped coming into my room when Bella stopped hanging out with Jacob and went and found Edward's Meadow by herself. Then when Jacob came back into the picture they came back to listen to the story again. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598310316046034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1GTqWyq74LYa0ubWNkCaiLZs1nArNvDunrjg32_vpRSMV1HDkbF_6-tQkKmK3NogYPxGG7JC__JXFjlVHoNvy1gZK1479QGKVRlMAfHIZ-i7sk025z-vjFV3Qf7foVuQ8k3qD-VtvWYXS/s320/obama+and+mccain+011.jpg" border="0" />Oddly enough they showed up last night to hear the part where Jacob pulls Bella out of the water and saves her from drowning and Alice arriving, but when Edward was mentioned, they both left the room and came back after that part.</strong></span></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"><strong>I am afraid that when I finish this book and start Eclipse that they won't be back for the story. They might be back for Jacob's side of the story in Breaking Dawn, but only time will tell.</strong></span> <div><br /><br /></div></span><div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"><strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"><strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"><strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-51400238971218182382008-11-21T12:19:00.000-08:002008-11-21T13:57:32.376-08:00Finally becoming a "Twilight" Fan<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-OSpAZOrQ3YzrFMu3oN3iFTBYkLdEE5XOSoUTa7suirTze0rVcLC6muqSdf96SCGR7rTV0Cjep0GDW9ThyphenhyphenMdHEb78Isj6Rfg5evfTA_2xjUUMbLivxGuJQtSwgBmbBzn8mjC9G-FQkpVK/s1600-h/edward+cullen.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271231003509666914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-OSpAZOrQ3YzrFMu3oN3iFTBYkLdEE5XOSoUTa7suirTze0rVcLC6muqSdf96SCGR7rTV0Cjep0GDW9ThyphenhyphenMdHEb78Isj6Rfg5evfTA_2xjUUMbLivxGuJQtSwgBmbBzn8mjC9G-FQkpVK/s320/edward+cullen.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong><br /></strong></span><div><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>Ok. Ok. I get it. I get it. I finally get what all the talk is about. Twilight is awesome! However, I haven't quite gotten around to read the books yet. You are looking at a person who hasn't even finished reading Harry Potter either. I hope to have them all read by Jan. 1, 2009. I still have about 39 more days...right? And as soon as my brother's friend gives back my Twilight book I will start reading it. However this post is about my experience of having to get up and go wait in line really early in the morning with thousands of other people around the country to see the midnight showing of Twilight. I woke up at 4:50 a.m. on Thursday morning and left to get in line at the theater in my town thinking I would be maybe the sixth in line at least. Boy was I ever wrong. Turns out I was about the twentieth in line at about 5:10 a.m. The girls at the front of the line had gotten there around 1:30 a.m. Finally after waiting for about an hour and twenty minutes (about 6:30) we noticed the owner/manager was there and had started turning on all of the lights. Everyone then started getting up and somehow knew that he was going to open a half hour early. We were right. He had opened the doors at 6:31 on the dot. When I got to the door there was a sign posted on it saying that they were giving away signed "Host" books, which got everybody excited then. After standing in line maybe 5 minutes I had achieved what I went there to do. I got my midnight showing ticket.</strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230998668746226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwNXz80J5g4PM-JvwP0UGK1Ag0_4ljmXcJUW0m2LHBw7lQvHmgEGPpmcLFYBy_6m0xq55K9CLv_FjwxCH_G537LHWqsDgjDYWr6irS7YHwBqa4HZ0Mt1U9O7FAxDRCuPmXoMnYLHYsc-X5/s320/twilight+tickets+003.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /></strong></span><div></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>Yes, it is a little wrinkled, but hey I was freezing standing in that very very long line later that night. After of course having to go to work for 3 1/2 hours and then having to race home and going to the movies with my family and seeing how long it was a 7:00 p.m. didn't surprise me after seeing Harry Potter with the same amount of people in line for that midnight showing was nothing. Then after coming out of my earlier movie and seeing how long the line was then and how cold the weather was started to put doubts in my head. Like maybe I should have waited until Saturday to see it. We went home and I grabbed a quick bite to eat (2 grilled cheese sandwiches) and set out for the now really long line. I wasn't even there 20 minutes when the line started moving (this is the reason why my ticket is kind of wrinkled). While we were staning there freezing, a lady walked by and handed out plastic vampire teeth to go along with the movie. Some people already had them in thier mouth with in seconds of receiving them.</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230535453706178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihC_fPtNTs4y4yeuYmql5QDZBvhhDhLWGH5qUIf6inqsWuaHVkA3soTAycU4uhx1wWf79gFJN1WZkc_5-eqk-AvWt2BxbvBpUSPHQPhM8EgoJOcEmqQAADieuhU92wvIvhYPwwI0LIry7a/s320/twilight+tickets+002.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /></strong></span><div></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>Then we got word of when we got to the door we had to have our tickets in hand and they would also give us a blue ticket and they were going to be holding a drawing for 2 books. One was "The Host" signed by Stephanie and the other was a movie guide book about the movie. After filing through the doors every one immediately started for theater 2 to find seats. I had chosen one in the second row on the end on the righthand side. I was there for about 30 minutes when Allison, an honorary member of my stake singles branch asked me if I would switch seats so a mother and her 30 year old daughter could sit together because it was her birthday and I said sure. I only move one row back and then I soon found out that the couple I was sitting by and the mother of the girl who had just turned 30 had been drinking before coming to the movie. I didn't mind that and I didn't mind me having to move down 2 more seats due to the fact that the guy I was sitting by had a severe case of claustrophobia. As it turns out I had a better seat and didn't have to crank my head to the left anymore. Then at about 11:45 p.m. they held the drawings and then quickly started the show afterwords. However, I was one of those unlucky ones who didn't win. </strong></span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230265822795426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiXGrKstFDBO8PA6ZAT6uIRVgxFmHC8UowdrF6ArIxnE66DZur4JsI5BngZfsPKDJv-yLomM1E7kYr613Be9ITLPjztJC6wrRxr7QUJEM3cwItVBVQ3ZrTCRqgyXRrGrTzTH0_AgbRsUrd/s320/twilight+tickets+001.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div></div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>I really enjoyed to movie and my favorite part of the movie is the "So the lion fell in love with the lamb" part. I also enjoyed watching Edward and Bella and how they couldn't stop eachother from leaving one another. And I thought Robert did a good job playing Cedric Diggory...<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271229976794923410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgraLbUADGBhevSEd1CADEKDDDbzjOtaGMYSEmQu9pkoR7EiTWi5ZAFhLSzUBqFV5Mt6WwEXiip49wOag3ovMb-plDLMa0J5frjZkxIiSX3fXA56Qm6uc6eJal92e7fuPMiEw4ZibT9N9DD/s320/_40967624_cedric.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /></strong></span><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong></strong></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-47246362871879438612008-10-30T12:59:00.000-07:002008-10-31T11:10:16.295-07:00ITS HALLOWEEN!<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">This year at our halloween party we had quite a few people show up. We also had a really good menu for dinner. There was Howling wings, funeral potatoes, red slimy goop salad, cheesey ghosts, melted witch puddles, donuts, and for drink we had Harry Potter Butter Beer and Gummy Worm Punch. All very good I might add. We also had skeleton finger carrots for vegies. As people showed up, we began to notice the different costumes they were wearing.</span></span> <div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263381500803390610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jkW0uo91np_tg-SHHOEC_YmQve0cLhxp3vZJuFW2vL8KSIaKNMQrLpJemrWYJ4ViiQ-t8hiHdHsIBGJI-CWu17seRKm9EsUU7O3GYQ3-mfQXgj9LgOvUE280i34CUYsVa1owl4Tczrmz/s320/halloeen+138.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Even the Woodhouses got into having fun. Here is sis. Jones (our chinese girl) dressing Bro. Woodhouse as hop along Sally.</span><br /></span><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263380011921692370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk2x7EjUN6ax_skFEf4Sl_GR59wDRhvfoAIokC_BaBxbf1105wwhHCTnIZmIXjbN7NT_8deRQGrWSY4Ql8A-X9KoBwmInIMgtKbfB0vIUjvgqbSfLe62dPukbf2SHvom1KUbZ7yJesAy7C/s320/halloeen+125.jpg" border="0" /> We had people dressed as cows and fairy tale creature things.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263379264270729874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9BKFeZFSPXZfOzfPgrFUjcFm_sJWKrwKM6SSP0_cSYdWLdpuxDXdtTuIOEX1zWJUzRIZ5fb_zhcJfoBMoJUT5nRDm_6TtW0BkjsYHp34gTWXQrf8O-FQztosed9oEFC_60jiDjLho5h0M/s320/halloeen+127.jpg" border="0" />We also had Indians, Elton John, a missionary, a European bar maid, Politicians John McCain and Sara Palin even stopped by. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263378948329811810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrPVCGYebvcq00fSnBHhI_Y6huBksaxZ4OpzBSz213A-zaa-9aewpgNxm2rKMDKn1S3nfKYAJP4mBVvm4ygJhOQcP90mTCaAVRkwcHwv1vXbisLny8iB70NT0U7OnLM1FNz0ebJWDgn78/s320/halloeen+143.jpg" border="0" />We also had a wood sprite, cowgirl, and a few more really good costumes. I however, went as the unsuspected elf or maybe I was also a Canadian just like my friend Mindy. Maybe I was just dressed as an elf, like the elves in The Santa Clause 3 eh.I should have said "Welcome to Canada, eh." <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263378658462830594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq4u6_Wk5KIHNggS-xA7zWcr3NiWoInFV0-l6ffi8jUPrHFBywxAvNnAFKs0rC7riFKCEPFyn5vcAFYVbF8Eewayp8MYbv56vtjsqBWAcf6verVazu_Uj1QzuuEEGNs8HIYwI1cDn_tZk/s320/halloeen+121.jpg" border="0" />Sister Hobson and I went through a lot of work putting this really cool party together and I especially had fun coming up with a design and model a costume game. It was a blast. My favorite two were of Jason and Josh modeling their made up costumes. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263378192736290386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP3u0Lj2s_jiv1x3ccWQNbRAWQuO7ewwnztPVxHDp_ewL2RrpP8RxHyGEGZCZC-zy-WImLlq2EmIVQgY93dAfv8_6-HRZP99S09UPj6PrcbzdGyrj1BPw5DqKyiVJnp3SzCIBR9JZQmwLy/s320/halloeen+133.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263377921266213474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBji-p9fIRmC3bGvFlyEfKbS6rlhAmNxsHbuPmUtzvthdwz0lsBj_05SGM6tpMLIQF_-lWdhCTDd94u_7X5VSy7XckDTld_Ojljl7SsOK2nmaZt4DaHV6x_tT41wYokZbNfKejmPpeLU4c/s320/halloeen+140.jpg" border="0" /><br />Don't these boys look really cute...cute enough to date?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-5657188171682305032008-10-07T11:47:00.000-07:002008-10-30T12:20:19.666-07:002008 Summer Fun<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">The summer of 2008 for me started out with a bang. Our summer activities for my church start by going up to Melcher Mine and having a BBQ and 4-wheeling up to the mines or down to the creek, which I thought was fun until one year when I ended up on the back of a 4-wheeler that my brother was driving. I hate being on the back of 4-wheelers because I have no control of what will happen or where I want to go. Any way to finish the short story that ended in disaster a few times in the summer of 2007, it all began enjoying a ride down to the creek with my brother driving and me on the back were cruising down the hill with some friends when Abram noticed the fence to the creek wasn't open and had almost hit it so we waited until he opened it and proceeded down the path to the creek. When we got to the creek we turned around and headed back up the path then we came to the fence again and this time our friend Liza and her friend were tangled in it because they didn't see it and hit it head on. Abram decided to help the get untangled and Wes and I decided to head back up to the Mansion. On our way back up we hit the trail (that was already uneven and at about a 30 degree slant) wrong and lost control of the ATV and flipped it. Lucky thing there was a seat on the ATV that prevented it from flipping any more or it would have been more serious. I was holding the ATV up with my feet and Wes was trying to push it back up onto the trail with no luck. I suffered a dislocated shoulder and some scratches due to falling in some sage brush. Wes, well he was the lucky one with no injuries. We waited for about 10 minutes before any one showed up and I walked the 50 feet or so back to the Mansion with Sis. Hobson. That little incedent scared me pretty good. So when I learned that we were going to start our 4-wheeling activities again this summer I was pretty nervous. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Here is Sis. Jones and Jessica preparing for our BBQ dinner on the front porch of the mansion.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254509341294736994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0yMOR_2Nx3oGuqfWUbA9pdAOSlFlwsrcrwYmwgMx4xoJz0_to6t_0dmAhwBDj5SOoG0fGMFqa5tHAWRTATz-VCacxlcUgJ15r80V9Qk8ULyVjLX7c3OB5DBcJaJclw-jr9AAkI8BhaNzf/s320/summer+memeries+011.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;">Some of the people opted to go 4-wheeling before dinner and missed out on the nice hot hamburgers that had just come off the grill and the other delicious food we had. Thanks to our wonderful feed the flock committee. I think Crystal had had wonderful time eating.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254509353798149154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLdYEdosH_aCRo8scIqXcmZONhHcMhPbbBMjvziZBfdQhAtorFf6bVBMcdFUXKWHRobVl8-TmIUh6Ms02VF8ZKvbRD11qn4aMLDNjoiNVpUZdBC7Db0ytkoPKgHffiqogqV2DDqXVnEH63/s320/summer+memeries+012.jpg" border="0" />Here is Brother Barker taking the opportunity to teach some of the newbies on how to play some pool down in the basement of the mansion. Brother Barker could play pool for hours down there. We actually had to force him out of there for dinner.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCYaUU6-6wTEBfUJAwt-j__tOwwFYkcvHNwtsMzlP-eZHBDxeOD60pt-g-USFQv-gwrp_Sw_wRm3FlgC0qXf9bYFwagpSzvYnfuzTzBpLt3k2czqOwXqo4VxI0wpf6zbXS8cyT5wEGX2o/s1600-h/summer+memeries+018.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254509359750476866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Y-B4brCpNdqgyZEdHiJQf7SRelUuLP8gyUIoeoVPkozuAyEzQcrz-ulZuGkMHGUvCYoyVNI02zut9H5dUFLo6PStFDtSAKrZAskCxnMtiwhxOrk3siTy6_3OqCXe3meluM2BbZNn5iO0/s320/summer+memeries+007.jpg" border="0" />Awe the Mansion itself, notice the smoke? No the mansion is not on fire. Pres. Jones thought it would be nice and BBQ just outside of the basement door and it filled the front side of the house with smoke. That was just wonderful because people had to get their food and suffer watery eyes (due to the smoke) at the same time.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508798466822338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZHf54aeERqbIYc5EJySYkC2yxhKEI1rKjFvOTmMIuSy2f_kfqJkUvdFuOqZkvD8Q4kOz_rziUvoYa1FbsQEIUlbcljp8Klgi0ashxOOpEHdKlag4ZD2ROf4IzvGR24VtUChs5CjLR_dd/s320/summer+memeries+016.jpg" border="0" /> After eating a really good dinner, my brother Wes, my friend Mindy and I thought it would be nice to take a hike and see how close we could get to the last remaining patch of snow before the summer heat melted it away.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508804959890562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjClHdS9hSCl728DbZ6V0L9smJb-uUzGAyXgV_9s55ij5QxHu6OZo87ULg_F2Rz1_m3XoP6gkY6VmLwXFxxqE7gqKuwZgfshnCAGmgajNtdPRWMzWWXwbSmYB_-nDCYXZ0Qn02lTs_Hy132/s320/summer+memeries+017.jpg" border="0" /> However, we quickly discovered it was farther up than we had anticipated, plus, the remaining mountain was way too steep to climb. We did have a wonderful hike though.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508823194500882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM7TxVbgGUyqW79ZIcXhR1nlfKkT5Nce_oAKD7yQ2VD5u7ntkbGaOzydwnrCSq7kZyNe45sYgBIkYvAPhccPY1llKUOwj2TqS3q8nB9-ZUSkf_7aNAIwqEsGe_IgGNKaBebzlu3XdvunXQ/s320/summer+memeries+018.jpg" border="0" /> Then one day Mindy found out that she will be co-hosting a dance group from Siberia for our annual International Dance Festival. Boy was she in for the long haul. She did things she only dreamed of doing. She even let them smack her with a horses tail during a prayer before dinner one night. In the pic below they were teaching the kids on of the traditional dances. I decided to take 2 of my neighbors kids to it so they could get a feel for the different cultures around the world. Aren't their costumes pretty?<br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508833964434530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB7P9vCyT_mDY2Wq_LwEQdYrsl1o_JKMQjKaWOCtKhv8ElmLLQu6VCkksd88duNTtEtfyuuhIZL447vG07TI8nzmXcABSOgwaoLaUtziRxC-SfFS8y6q1fa7XYNOfQ_40XUcJgP-MaRJPQ/s320/summer+memeries+070.jpg" border="0" /> This next picture is the Russian Cussacks. We learned that they start dancing at the age of 3 and they are very talented. Just watching them spin around the room made me dizzy. I have to admit these Russian boys were actually kind of cute.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508062863091938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGaBNwOn0zNPs0_Lk6yDCNRX6yBEcx-QcRW1mvbFCX3uMjW5KjsUTOFE4UxJvU70h0qhIeHnQ201EWWhdormLtReta1YFH2fZn5NfY38uyx0tAffZqxNe6rM3uKjLnKUVNMDkfPbWTJzv/s320/summer+memeries+118.jpg" border="0" />In the picture below is Johnny see how much fun he had with the Cossacks? Oh, we can't for get Jacob, he is the one sitting by the Cossack with the blue shirt on. They learned so much form these guys.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508065169534738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlyT7YP294IMNxS-gX0N8HH5N_NYCc4S_PNe2uSCW1BsYSnNxgM8NS2fbfJxz03_xHP6h6UMWidjb44okhDQAODWt58TnNJAgc2Wb9W25agFpzSht7QOiLXb1-4M_MVjLzEcJdesQu2YTd/s320/summer+memeries+112.jpg" border="0" />Before luch we kind of missed the performance by the Chinese, but we did mangae to sneak in and get some autographs and pictures of them. They have really pretty costumes and some even speak really good English. I was surprised to see that they were even promoting the Summer Olympics by hanging up some Olympic flags next to their Chinese flags.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508069786280802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbXo5faAA8gzN43WcA2CR4_wtQCL1ilWvmgfoOH2gl9vh2JGYEYr9hI8E2BJkOpm-6ucocuTUPtRs08sITDfqobuwhpb6vl2s1vHaJbQEp-81dvEnxQmWE2gSEznINwTJG8uFCKa6doo5f/s320/summer+memeries+094.jpg" border="0" /> Before we saw the Chinese we were so busy learning how to dance the Dutch way Johnny and Jacob stayed in the back and had trouble learning the steps to this dance. I think the reason why Johnny had trouble learning it was because he was watching one of the Dutch girls (who is not in the pic.) Later he said she was not bad looking. I told him that she was probably at least 5 years older than he is.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508072007294770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVskVouBZDN8rzQQ-P4-h-gPTOw_X3YfFimfbqK9NDhbYQwLJ7er7lbP4jge4Z2zMwS8UL86TlmHY5_M9gdjuX-XsJkSCj-mlhNbeSt8f_HpX1Mm8NNSykUMBKOqASzxd-U9cuB6pFqx5/s320/summer+memeries+086.jpg" border="0" /> Jake and Johnny really enjoyed learning how to be on the Dutch flag team and leaning how to fly the flags and spin them in the air.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508080757344370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK2Esp2Kkcz_Kuj15VlH9XQoQU0BEJedDx7Eg8EaoMYP1reEcSIG2Dcjf3iHZzHZnCbSh6D4PKWHM5jUbRY7JeGA_drOJjYBzvnNAA7afzq9jBswuQzHJZ20Dv1V0FcDQWe2mvHHBOG5ZE/s320/summer+memeries+077.jpg" border="0" /><br />We also got to see the French. This picture is Johnny wipping is face at the end of one of the dances they learned. At the end the girls kissed the boys on the cheek. Johnny just happened to be dancing with a really old French women who looked scary beyond all reason. Lets just say he wasn't too impressed with the French.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASLdNj9lqakLbUmN_IbVJMzfPcuSelif8Aqxverj6SWVdKHTxLGl7Vb4PV-h2M-XLmNYVkCLkyOjTl4KOKjPnFO9mVP-ltc77h0bblZiDSItrOkbbb451USvGnVAY8Rzhgq9VdWgctieb/s1600-h/summer+memeries+212.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254507496821270450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASLdNj9lqakLbUmN_IbVJMzfPcuSelif8Aqxverj6SWVdKHTxLGl7Vb4PV-h2M-XLmNYVkCLkyOjTl4KOKjPnFO9mVP-ltc77h0bblZiDSItrOkbbb451USvGnVAY8Rzhgq9VdWgctieb/s320/summer+memeries+212.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> The picture below is Johnny dancing with the lady mentioned above...before the kiss.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdh2sBMBpDoUzj-NmUUr7OGXqQL-ZQu74_a9zcTJKDWaQsmrErqerZuJfms_aBHopCWnSWhNdU9NwpGtXsCYOoiSGHXltIEHOEo5heGjrCA57DyEXQRHMFcscQMT8qwaKkkX0aJZEMvm9/s1600-h/summer+memeries+207.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254507498871365250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdh2sBMBpDoUzj-NmUUr7OGXqQL-ZQu74_a9zcTJKDWaQsmrErqerZuJfms_aBHopCWnSWhNdU9NwpGtXsCYOoiSGHXltIEHOEo5heGjrCA57DyEXQRHMFcscQMT8qwaKkkX0aJZEMvm9/s320/summer+memeries+207.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> This is the French teaching the kids a song about a duck, I think.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPUxmSwX9Wjr5KAnGY2j0U7SQ8E6L-qKTi5uAaGAv1gAqvNFed_DPLnGzJ0FY5zF8JCdtnVd8tKLyVE3vqCCmi_y2oaGR9gkZn_K3KSGnctCfdLp9nCRL6zZvAhWOrz5MuLxn4a-VkAyEK/s1600-h/summer+memeries+171.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254507503561846354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPUxmSwX9Wjr5KAnGY2j0U7SQ8E6L-qKTi5uAaGAv1gAqvNFed_DPLnGzJ0FY5zF8JCdtnVd8tKLyVE3vqCCmi_y2oaGR9gkZn_K3KSGnctCfdLp9nCRL6zZvAhWOrz5MuLxn4a-VkAyEK/s320/summer+memeries+171.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Ah, India. They were a really fun group to see. In the picture below, they are doing the camel dance. ( I think that is what it is called) In order to make the camel they took 2 boys and put them back to back then layed another boy on top of them using his feet as the head and neck.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7JHUHQlAOOBa8amdQ89GeyjgrjTRJBPY8X0RvF8MVjLhKve2bA0awfsZm7vrqXlLhGvkRzRv4lcFG4DWo5ycYh4dODSOF3-CQeDh2K3Z4RNlhWUsp0FFJCPPhyphenhyphenWysz695GzdjtrsYeQ1A/s1600-h/summer+memeries+162.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254507510438072242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7JHUHQlAOOBa8amdQ89GeyjgrjTRJBPY8X0RvF8MVjLhKve2bA0awfsZm7vrqXlLhGvkRzRv4lcFG4DWo5ycYh4dODSOF3-CQeDh2K3Z4RNlhWUsp0FFJCPPhyphenhyphenWysz695GzdjtrsYeQ1A/s320/summer+memeries+162.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Aren't the girls costumes pretty?<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigkzeVDq98uah0Q6OhU92hPSUQ0uffP_n7Z-92wfAnGr8i2vvzG_FO7mXySm3GxXuicbGF4WwBvnPZce5Kd2pvA1KDj1wnHPwny-U0gI-jtgODA8GglPj3fXaTzddvtHhxtgRZQUT5deSB/s1600-h/summer+memeries+136.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254507513873414786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigkzeVDq98uah0Q6OhU92hPSUQ0uffP_n7Z-92wfAnGr8i2vvzG_FO7mXySm3GxXuicbGF4WwBvnPZce5Kd2pvA1KDj1wnHPwny-U0gI-jtgODA8GglPj3fXaTzddvtHhxtgRZQUT5deSB/s320/summer+memeries+136.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Seeing India, gave me a more clear background of the culture of my friend Tarjani who is originally from India. (well at least her parents are)</span></div><div><span style="color:#009900;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">Finally, to wrap up our summer FHE activities we had one last boating extraviganza at the Hobson's dock. Here is bro. Hobson doing what he does best pulling the water weinnie and trying to put people in the water.<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio1shUG2sbue4iijElqUOkwn8UttJ5RN5TdeLjlaR6yRVXIlW4DTx5I_JaXR9af7SZLe8VeQWJkWsoXlQ05VlRZHNRiE0s8Nc074AirPrKiwhTcHhxhgPo5rfi5iKJU1DXhTtznzB-WNyG/s1600-h/summer+memeries+238.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254506633341884098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio1shUG2sbue4iijElqUOkwn8UttJ5RN5TdeLjlaR6yRVXIlW4DTx5I_JaXR9af7SZLe8VeQWJkWsoXlQ05VlRZHNRiE0s8Nc074AirPrKiwhTcHhxhgPo5rfi5iKJU1DXhTtznzB-WNyG/s320/summer+memeries+238.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> HOLD ON!<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopCUKOy7xX2mfyTLqaZn2M0cGtrKO5ekhOD_PY6r6wBdU7qH-NpbUT3JhdkFkzZ7oi9kIrxaObd5RixTlYoX3oFRlXhv703qkPORMvH8mWYRf7_dXbwvDXB0cYQkGvrDvyywiYlNHrC9-/s1600-h/summer+memeries+235.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254506631646330322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopCUKOy7xX2mfyTLqaZn2M0cGtrKO5ekhOD_PY6r6wBdU7qH-NpbUT3JhdkFkzZ7oi9kIrxaObd5RixTlYoX3oFRlXhv703qkPORMvH8mWYRf7_dXbwvDXB0cYQkGvrDvyywiYlNHrC9-/s320/summer+memeries+235.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Poor Josh. he now has to swim back to the weinnie.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ak_MlZdtmI_CvucafpK6qSw0ve1a4amn9vlQZFrwh7zxixrmswVpLGaW8RT9O84eZZJGyoJsWqmsCgboQ7u_7HXBVpv1X2Yb4NHDV0aCCS7rsPWJezyDTzS2P70m_VrSNT046dzRJavV/s1600-h/summer+memeries+231.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254506640388012402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ak_MlZdtmI_CvucafpK6qSw0ve1a4amn9vlQZFrwh7zxixrmswVpLGaW8RT9O84eZZJGyoJsWqmsCgboQ7u_7HXBVpv1X2Yb4NHDV0aCCS7rsPWJezyDTzS2P70m_VrSNT046dzRJavV/s320/summer+memeries+231.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Climbing back on for another go at it.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDMMDN66OIe04PfITn86afym5tu98xFo-Vv_exS7A5_5KI0rqPkoMNLXFDVTe38P8z6Nt19MmKZC4Jcp8_sX8c31Mh8ok0Vj7MK-aG1tS56QcsMpC8jemXPQuD6zwjB9qB6DupgkKLyU1_/s1600-h/summer+memeries+225.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254506646986440866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDMMDN66OIe04PfITn86afym5tu98xFo-Vv_exS7A5_5KI0rqPkoMNLXFDVTe38P8z6Nt19MmKZC4Jcp8_sX8c31Mh8ok0Vj7MK-aG1tS56QcsMpC8jemXPQuD6zwjB9qB6DupgkKLyU1_/s320/summer+memeries+225.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Ready to go for a wild ride on the weinnie<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzj3eOuOYpAyE8E71lvuOVTh71r5rma7i_1Gf-pmdT2WLD2PUvEN_jPcEQTlt16yQtHtCF4wJlJ25yNI4tIfzPbcIuaSzFzbV0DES1fdVIeU-C3L5yICnVXQrI2Uc_aE5fGdxswneuQCe/s1600-h/summer+memeries+220.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254506645891359298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzj3eOuOYpAyE8E71lvuOVTh71r5rma7i_1Gf-pmdT2WLD2PUvEN_jPcEQTlt16yQtHtCF4wJlJ25yNI4tIfzPbcIuaSzFzbV0DES1fdVIeU-C3L5yICnVXQrI2Uc_aE5fGdxswneuQCe/s320/summer+memeries+220.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><br />This picture below is a very rare one. It is Brother Barker Water Skiing. He has really good moves for an old guy.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254505774148947394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfBsoGvTwh8YEeth7f0EVR32sXq27GyttFwpFUOpSeaLnk3PaQHdIoAhjHfJnicd_EpOLn3Jnm9um25bdU3Qdc99DmU7Qa3fD8wmId4M7THYgVqY0h7RAWbLU1EwwEgkuLtEc13tBM_SWp/s320/summer+memeries+272.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />One last run on the weinnie. This time it was Sam, Jordan, and Tom's turn for a wild ride.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254505772727091138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5GxvcAYUu0jDTgavqqdkqOdonOP9fGcphHbg-4wgcHKqHrGZ1kQ337HA9pwfljsFsnjUXLR-GUW-O-rwdPyqbJqBQkHP3J6HGE0pJy-PkCanYsbIcYBywC2af1MoU7crDkv2IrvV4KeC/s320/summer+memeries+263.jpg" border="0" />Here we go. Hold on.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254505778177678210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNo3vCq1SM2SnC5Jn0XrNYWyswHLbDUngK6_HBMUka7Uae6RW1OMGrcE1K-SS_Zs9TxfpmEJ1hpn9Df9KC7kGPjgRobEqB_911PowFjgR4U5nHyZfNJhtHNCm8xvyd2zB0qGH1F8YuCGg3/s320/summer+memeries+254.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;">Here is the branches most eligible bachlor Josh and Sister Barker going for a boat ride with Brother Barker. Bye. Have fun. Don't get wet.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254505785160237938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBUVqxjTDlC6mWWeDDEB37OqYBKu1Eo5a_of8cuWLhIK5fz25gvN_2EdCar1ZIkOqI6homyjkZWtAbgKQCiUWYQOCqhFJk0q5Sb6kol9CJZmqjfWBV37-BhH8-4aBBO2R-GcaibwbJBxYt/s320/summer+memeries+251.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;">Climbing back on.<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRuzwa51jjUtShmV89iTIFH5-ybDUj08c73535aKQzMyXJ-JkR2OnFuCm2qEiRdGQpvdOydRguvmsYoJ01I_iYazdvrvjfMga6LGUMFqyaVdWk4di3nsOQwvYypvTjir27I9cc3BXfoJ_/s1600-h/summer+memeries+242.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254505786218194306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRuzwa51jjUtShmV89iTIFH5-ybDUj08c73535aKQzMyXJ-JkR2OnFuCm2qEiRdGQpvdOydRguvmsYoJ01I_iYazdvrvjfMga6LGUMFqyaVdWk4di3nsOQwvYypvTjir27I9cc3BXfoJ_/s320/summer+memeries+242.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><br /><br />This was our last summer activity. The branches annual campout at Steadman's in Raft River. Wes and I din't get to stay the night and enjoy the other activities, so we got in as much as we could before leaving. This is Allison, Jessica, and Kendra going down on the tube. Hold on.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504958194399362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHxB_YYjJAlgzZCqC1xJkRv2Zx88-aIYVOVUZU9Toe0YOnlVe47l1R2XO9lyc1-TkV1lNM4YdWGBQ6MCApUkQhAHTecl_TDTyfnegBjfMhWJRkI6GtqEKy6PLK8WO7ahkJpEX0FYOvpvff/s320/summer+memeries+297.jpg" border="0" /><br />Here is Mindy enjoying a jump on the trampoline and getting some excercise in before she embarked on the long ride to Utah to see her sister.<br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidNIKWxTywkTwQWFRqsHpw-XZ8YtthyphenhyphenyWvqnCmzIzIE5Y-VVsb2ev4VO3BzrGSa2EaTxbpMNEGfwMo6P1qLya7oOEVnWAsMbbqfxyYZ66k-mqlnc6UR9_vzgiYs5bejqlk_rnkk3P4qviq/s1600-h/summer+memeries+294.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504961946433074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidNIKWxTywkTwQWFRqsHpw-XZ8YtthyphenhyphenyWvqnCmzIzIE5Y-VVsb2ev4VO3BzrGSa2EaTxbpMNEGfwMo6P1qLya7oOEVnWAsMbbqfxyYZ66k-mqlnc6UR9_vzgiYs5bejqlk_rnkk3P4qviq/s320/summer+memeries+294.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Sister Barker and her grandaughter trying to pull the tube up a slightly steep hill after enjoying a wild ride down the slip and slide. See the wet grass? That wasn't from the water off of the slide. Earlier we had a rain storm move through the area and I really thought that our campout was going to be canceled, but it wasn't.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoPXZpJkcdfQdXCqmKouxwMtU5OID5vMsxHrgo7Eac_xpzbF7wd3O_ZwQJVC3887Uo4w9IOeuBdasPV1Afg0SgdW1VCOyRbuXmuw_p9mZhqy7c0bF3L7IfaHXJ1FF6KP2KddyyNVJXE4jw/s1600-h/summer+memeries+292.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504961661561042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoPXZpJkcdfQdXCqmKouxwMtU5OID5vMsxHrgo7Eac_xpzbF7wd3O_ZwQJVC3887Uo4w9IOeuBdasPV1Afg0SgdW1VCOyRbuXmuw_p9mZhqy7c0bF3L7IfaHXJ1FF6KP2KddyyNVJXE4jw/s320/summer+memeries+292.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Here is Wes daring to go head first down on the tube. Hold on and don't get hurt.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuiyEH5Dpsq7C8wJK3sedJ70y12bK33cVS2SyFN4xoxULNS6oNQ60Jd66YkT8GOUA3H5KEMRubSVa6IULROCMFyshmrnJPGamKhix_KGOpy32leomKpFBCGtTDRgEmRuPCx8IyZSNKAyIC/s1600-h/summer+memeries+289.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504966003566434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuiyEH5Dpsq7C8wJK3sedJ70y12bK33cVS2SyFN4xoxULNS6oNQ60Jd66YkT8GOUA3H5KEMRubSVa6IULROCMFyshmrnJPGamKhix_KGOpy32leomKpFBCGtTDRgEmRuPCx8IyZSNKAyIC/s320/summer+memeries+289.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Mindy was so conviently conned into attempting something she would never do to get hurt, but Allison and Jessica got her to go any way. Have Fun.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlPEvVFhlrz7rYZ-sFjdXpMRFz2Jp5WlygrFlJcWpwsXqtrIbMsYSaagdeIbpAs6m3FVjEIfHMsSI-34vPHdjTGrkOqLOaEezm8SMDtYD4uKrOt7JpQzcCBvlZoDD2VvPoKaZ-d9emCl1/s1600-h/summer+memeries+285.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504976435656834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlPEvVFhlrz7rYZ-sFjdXpMRFz2Jp5WlygrFlJcWpwsXqtrIbMsYSaagdeIbpAs6m3FVjEIfHMsSI-34vPHdjTGrkOqLOaEezm8SMDtYD4uKrOt7JpQzcCBvlZoDD2VvPoKaZ-d9emCl1/s320/summer+memeries+285.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Later, when brother Hobson got there, they pulled out the all popular Potato Gun and let everyone take turns shooting potatoes over everyone who was on the slip and slide.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504157951494706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqRdxyLvlQW4OFfT_bIkock5wDgkxxMRZjODBTNSbudRq-YL6NRci9FkOkO99d_VpFq8Pmjbhz8GJol8TZdy8xwzwaPjVHxIVUzRHnKLFIbyoi66eYxyFTKKmtOIgyvxdDdPSBCE13ccth/s320/summer+memeries+323.jpg" border="0" />Here is the mighty Lacie getting ready to shoot her potato and trying to convince Timbri that it is her turn next.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504157344175506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYUc7bpVOiIdFY2gWBSwzJ5Hzfqxb8ZXbnHP-Lms_tkoo0129Ok4_p-kw5-_eAzXRE3BWkgBGAsfZu3swFzK7hlqYY00zhOKRpQ7fmB84ML5_3u8wQgd2LJh19QmjNdKZdyaLkwFHDdwo/s320/summer+memeries+315.jpg" border="0" /><br />Here is Kendra, Allison, and Jessica daring to go double tube down the slip and slide<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504166578772178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRQrDNu-HOpY1ZoLE-5fS3OP2g8aSXj_18lwBQ9FnnUKBR5j7hd76ukukGYaN5bB79KsOQJ9GfjVhcGq9XZgKppiqpqmo9GbaJYk3BUKm9DWsDho5bTxYyl0YUx-wha3PCy9qp9PNQMLr/s320/summer+memeries+312.jpg" border="0" />Here is our ever brave Pres. Jones getting ready to go down on something you will never catch me on.<br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504171862234338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRMaHA4_jxfsK5xQY4wdG5F_AhqOnKAvtUbkYeVwB6pQb4TALnFj_pSOzZsvE592ImPHZWNxUG9H3g9Td2aEeGvHcBbh9VR1x3sVxW4L5i7wnsRmFXwJd8vK7viQUyvc06v6rRj_CikrRB/s320/summer+memeries+309.jpg" border="0" />How high did it go Krystal?<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254503335638311922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1UMWUR-Lljt78k-sKHUgDc6ma3J_d4l0AoRJXo4mM01f8LpML4ewouPS7FEL7ciKud2a9LrYoM1Ri66z2K6MTIL3udbKgntZEYS1tUjgQMyksdls86ZqgJi11WM5FdedfJS6bBwIhMymm/s320/summer+memeries+333.jpg" border="0" />Here is sis. Jones and Lacie riding double on a tube. Hold on.<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254503339502433714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixdJ5ODRi-e_0T2cGJgkJLdvXKaW0z3AslNd86TcTA2hxSWa9hxBfOWhhRNM9oZvlSRJsv4Ewyehpd33oHieHm-ZltH3DTFG_aNEc9UPs8dbga60XgB56BrxvjbPSt5tm_GtObj1szUblk/s320/summer+memeries+336.jpg" border="0" />Awe. How cute. Pres. Jones and Sis. Jones taking a ride together.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254503344610549954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSWVjUXkx0L06zx2neprI24ZpZCpxV8LMcPNBP6wcrskLPRZ_Aa3f68XGKshligFoMfk4M8ZJkL_rxp2dl2has16uDuAxjR8tQIp2ShK7qPAf1nnUtvEU23yRsOeB0YQVT8xsKGoySFIEP/s320/summer+memeries+329.jpg" border="0" />Hold of Sis. Hobson. Have Fun.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254503346275447554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmoct7QLM7WrCtanDZVI-YGzwt434-T6ZghHL9kwu44IAHw6rENN7hQSDq59ueN0izde4vUT1WQdQAUmF9u2uzl4IoE5hyphenhyphenY5Bf1ybdgBu4yDUe-Bb0nP1L1SgrhuCzuZ3gI2ZjqyvWCPBD/s320/summer+memeries+326.jpg" border="0" />We did so many things this summer that I only chose the best ones to post. Hope you enjoyed looking through the pictures.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-64512368005425137792008-10-02T13:38:00.000-07:002008-10-29T11:52:36.901-07:00It Snowed in October!<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Normally we don't get this much snow in October, but this year mother nature thought we needed about 15 inches before Halloween. We were supposed to get some snow on Oct. 10, but some how the custodian at BJHS and I thought it blew passed us like most weather does here in our small town in Idaho. The custodian told me that she and her husband were going to Boise the following morning to go to a coin collector's convention and she was going to spend time with her daughter and son-in-law. But mother nature had other plans. My mom got up for work the next morning and when she went to take my dog outside, she came running back in and was yelling something like "Oh my gosh we have about 1 inch outside!" It just so happens that I had some friends up at Melcher Mansion having a sleepover the night before, which I was supposed to be at by the way. The first thing that came to my mind is, "I wonder if they got as much snow up there as we did down here?" I on the other hand, decided to go to the annual Fireman's breakfast that morning and this is where my bad snow driving abity had to kick in. First i had to take my dad out to NORCO to get something, so we started out for our day. When we got to the main road, we noticed that there weren't any snow plows out and come to think of it they weren't out for the entire day! As it turns out, NORCO changed their store hours and didn't open until 9:00 a.m. So we had to drive back across our snow covered bridge with semis coming up behind us going a little bit faster than I would have liked, but we made it to our next destination in one piece. When we got to the fire station, we saw one of our finest shoveling snow off the side walk and he greeted us with a friendly "Merry Christmas." After having a hearty breakfast of eggs, bacon, hashbrowns and pancakes made by our local heros, our firefighters, we proceeded to go back to NORCO to get what we went for the first time. However, we got stuck trying to get out of where we parked, so my brother Wes had to push us out of our parking spot. Later that evening I decided to go take pics of the snow for a really good blog on our first snow fall of the season. These pics were taken in our front yard.<br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlxFMpbVrZTWHiNYPxPhV9GO7xMgNXIEjr1BSZPuEoPjiAQVbdwPUM0BtGC8Ateu0Qhz9mjXIMNaqZBz0iWLydP2TbzCrKwyvTOA76jcs5YJMaoj0O16ms_Bo7hT7JW1dPLgV7wQBZgxAp/s1600-h/snow+383.jpg"></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262310342946629938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwTJAERcD9GxqK18ZuAViNGT45X3Ns5h8j5LilKfITx4IPHrjc9YXWvKqDlUZVW6SMQj7jJzE4mj-x1ln-SrX3lPyFNQ7RcSdi9fJLdtcfGGZ38VxWHsSPNiSkzqVYvZD7SCufHgp0NHC/s320/snow+382.jpg" border="0" /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOo78Gdjg_Bu9xO_7oUhjyRqWEtSLTIhbRoKY_5ToMe0iaUBd6OMOu2VjdckkO-jDQEAXvGDS_J5kgJjB0A4kX7gwyW2S65qi7jjDXAwQp2d33BGREUmTkrTmBGw0t2kGnB1eATO1epICp/s1600-h/snow+384.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262310048110604274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOo78Gdjg_Bu9xO_7oUhjyRqWEtSLTIhbRoKY_5ToMe0iaUBd6OMOu2VjdckkO-jDQEAXvGDS_J5kgJjB0A4kX7gwyW2S65qi7jjDXAwQp2d33BGREUmTkrTmBGw0t2kGnB1eATO1epICp/s320/snow+384.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong> in the above pic those aren't stars those are snow flakes!<br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcjdzXHzJNPI7kFX9WUu_alSxFS1VGzg4nua7RoLNi1HkeJvJ8T-GsNhwio-mrMktpboWnfXAPwECqmcgog2dYc9sEm2QKygLuebHJYmT1KMnA8Z6FeSHFeAspFv-w1fLUvHSczbAekF9/s1600-h/snow+385.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262310037372416402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcjdzXHzJNPI7kFX9WUu_alSxFS1VGzg4nua7RoLNi1HkeJvJ8T-GsNhwio-mrMktpboWnfXAPwECqmcgog2dYc9sEm2QKygLuebHJYmT1KMnA8Z6FeSHFeAspFv-w1fLUvHSczbAekF9/s320/snow+385.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong> In this pic you can see what looks like a street light, which it is. Isn't it beautiful?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7kGrQpACj3Pa48Z7IH4SRWuEqRlgw-GihWx92IuPgWqDK2krK-Lb1n12K9g0POMD4PtFdw6p9ABkX7uy8XGDTFLsPxV3pyF27uGt22NJBaIYvKkpsKr9ab_c_Cq52Z7bmzFtr_vKU7mBB/s1600-h/snow+386.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262310029017525138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7kGrQpACj3Pa48Z7IH4SRWuEqRlgw-GihWx92IuPgWqDK2krK-Lb1n12K9g0POMD4PtFdw6p9ABkX7uy8XGDTFLsPxV3pyF27uGt22NJBaIYvKkpsKr9ab_c_Cq52Z7bmzFtr_vKU7mBB/s320/snow+386.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong> Here are more snow flakes.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262310027096060466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE8yM8nUMppRnPgunzw6aBzmTGphbpWaLaRcLqAJ0IYnKllWISDpiO7wcubJ1P-qNtXUGxc8UcKEzYzmBHH_Z_IcNZn9FScWEsMa7IJIcp_q8l-tKt8XWMI0WGa8HuYRliCh3lMLPX9U6m/s320/snow+387.jpg" border="0" />Here I am trying to see how much snow we have in our yard with a yard stick.<br /></strong></span><div><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262310014415643010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ZMijVMGxuUwd-XWJEUaKQkRmwu0lcsMeABtQpB5CoP6YHUo4Z0ZVnC1dIQVc6Ci_YMEAHg4dYywG3zVRBaTdXUTq4enYR0nldv9alG7Ys7WREn8jBGhUhUCKh9zvsWG4dgbOgr7YDPmD/s320/snow+388.jpg" border="0" /><br />Pretty little snow flakes.<br /></span></strong></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262309420417327874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTOu4DQac80aAwmp2bau5CIJMpbFcrexgeC_Qj9uZk3DK0D_AjZgJxajaeYA2DjLhNhML2BdTr5BsxLcLmYlHCu7aZPSeYm5KLlerZrBtRzfv9skTfK3mf9SsIhYgeRTl2Bb4v-mg1gLiZ/s320/snow+389.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />This is one of our kittens trying to make its way out of a snow pile. When they went to bed the night before there wasn't any of this strange wet stuff. They didn't even know what to do in it. Some of them wouldn't even go near it and found the driest way to our front door.<br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVWDjGRujWb6qwQKsDza4mt1HoFi-aufPq-_jsChRlyWtfAWCBfGTj4xNt_lZHjpagzjImVvePM-sn2U0gU9eLXd_YQ1zNOq1BxZvPWIIPqWs3y474r-DErSdDIbwZDvBbQjU2xTlK7Ak/s1600-h/snow+390.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262309408191945810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVWDjGRujWb6qwQKsDza4mt1HoFi-aufPq-_jsChRlyWtfAWCBfGTj4xNt_lZHjpagzjImVvePM-sn2U0gU9eLXd_YQ1zNOq1BxZvPWIIPqWs3y474r-DErSdDIbwZDvBbQjU2xTlK7Ak/s320/snow+390.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><br />This is one of the other kittens standing by our side gate. See how little he is compared to the snow pile.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBimdTc0vh_vqnUnE0McuDWux7R7s8i69WkPRSuvO5Zu816sEIipaKZiazvI3J8ysX2YjJhgTktkM0pkVtHCjaCMrssGFuM9zS6gQUxwRPC3hO4BIC008Gs9zwJ0EgjKwPdm-RluI0No1/s1600-h/snow+391.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262309397621236242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBimdTc0vh_vqnUnE0McuDWux7R7s8i69WkPRSuvO5Zu816sEIipaKZiazvI3J8ysX2YjJhgTktkM0pkVtHCjaCMrssGFuM9zS6gQUxwRPC3hO4BIC008Gs9zwJ0EgjKwPdm-RluI0No1/s320/snow+391.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><br />This is when the snow flakes started to get bigger.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDQNZz7qAmOUNfsCo6EY7DgWTDrd5UOewYtEpDIGn8UgZY0TrvQGcwdfirv2sxMl5vpJ2ekY_nm1q5wA0Xsiu6w-JwvYYh7vOp_nchsOKYKWEvkxSxTl9z6ksiyWtV2HEDOGZQZ_MnaUuJ/s1600-h/snow+392.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262309390555673154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDQNZz7qAmOUNfsCo6EY7DgWTDrd5UOewYtEpDIGn8UgZY0TrvQGcwdfirv2sxMl5vpJ2ekY_nm1q5wA0Xsiu6w-JwvYYh7vOp_nchsOKYKWEvkxSxTl9z6ksiyWtV2HEDOGZQZ_MnaUuJ/s320/snow+392.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><br />My poor little bunny was nice and warm thanks to me destributing straw the night before, so every one would be nice and warm.That is a lot of snow on his house.<br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipG85mN4y971p-adrCbO7jXRG4q4bJaBVPwJdc-EaU-mYw5HWK69XReUe6XCiNJLgxSv6DVFjxQoKrIe-IIOs6nDEiiNUL-qQOVIPXvMhZnQexlbwzxE3jPm4oghdvYm_0VaHHTLk3-8zU/s1600-h/snow+393.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262308784894006530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipG85mN4y971p-adrCbO7jXRG4q4bJaBVPwJdc-EaU-mYw5HWK69XReUe6XCiNJLgxSv6DVFjxQoKrIe-IIOs6nDEiiNUL-qQOVIPXvMhZnQexlbwzxE3jPm4oghdvYm_0VaHHTLk3-8zU/s320/snow+393.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><br />This is one of the branches the snow brought down earlier in the day because of the weight of it on the leaves. It was a really big branch.<br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxXcnIBXETTFSj3LTzz2uyf-OgZASYPyCnE-HcGflAq88jGNyvvoSa4KgkQkUiraLSm1WKvFei-GHyeMIEMbVu7uPCM4IdC99VIBHbnY9ldcOQOLge_ssqrUDrR4fuPGUlcSkQjVs2on2/s1600-h/snow+394.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262308771570995554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxXcnIBXETTFSj3LTzz2uyf-OgZASYPyCnE-HcGflAq88jGNyvvoSa4KgkQkUiraLSm1WKvFei-GHyeMIEMbVu7uPCM4IdC99VIBHbnY9ldcOQOLge_ssqrUDrR4fuPGUlcSkQjVs2on2/s320/snow+394.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><br />If you look closely at the pic above, you can see where the really big branch broke off from. It just so happens that there was another branch in this tree that also got broken due to the weight of the snow.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5JWQPst9BZDjnMWqjg_w1ihpyETuy3jR7Jbq4xODe6uJ9Eofq_pTL8cDot7aSS_0ndgtBsj1MRorEawCcjw35y6lzJbavlgKMHNs8YEuGcY43LLyLdiH-gIN9PydqM3zDWNL7ax2wNwNO/s1600-h/snow+395.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262308763150986722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5JWQPst9BZDjnMWqjg_w1ihpyETuy3jR7Jbq4xODe6uJ9Eofq_pTL8cDot7aSS_0ndgtBsj1MRorEawCcjw35y6lzJbavlgKMHNs8YEuGcY43LLyLdiH-gIN9PydqM3zDWNL7ax2wNwNO/s320/snow+395.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><br />See how much snow was in this poor tree that had gone through enough lately. Our neighbor was cutting down a branch in his yard and had stopped when another branch they didn't touch came down in our poor tree and wiped out this branch and our fence and our tomatoes. It was a ginormous branch and it took a few days to remove. It came down due to having tree rot.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262308759060033794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXzgn4UZxTo-vzw8lefalrzqzkaYO5Gu2k4zrJPziJM2hberH_1CCz2BZ802PuJpx93t3mFrqqGfgM6PIQlipmkjGHyueoYBBdyui43LG9UxQHqO8RYzvnQkPQuOHmdHaWUWBzmOAHzTJf/s320/snow+396.jpg" border="0" />This pic was taken shortly after having to drive my brother C.J. to the high school to join up with some friends to go to the movies. Oh if you read my last post, it is official C.J. is dating his date he took to homecoming.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262307857928351426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOw37Z9p0yqKkcBlNzP6EVgfgdBk4wWTf5aZ1CFYWOSLohWqwCswp88HbPElfZFQmU-2kUrj0LOf7IZ2JmqVJ-v9aTjE5mGn7Gzi3DFvFhGrNh6j-lME2ZmT7Oj90QYuUnVV2gjOlmTaB5/s320/snow+400.jpg" border="0" /><br />This is how much snow we had in our front yard before we went to bed that night. My mom told me to measure the back yard in the morning to see how much we actually got throughout the night.<br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262307847833222882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJslt96qMbZzkngChlcaduyT3AlCpzAFSNOKtUSFyq5gu5N44H_jupNiE1rCWSehF_4UpL6tuPds2ykU-76thrWpqeUP6IyqdNJ6_DhWk154CqkswuXCQq1HVh1kT1akCmCdlgBuJG6s7/s320/snow+401.jpg" border="0" />The next morning, I went out to the back yard and took these pics of how much snow was in the back yard. I guess it depended on where I put the yard stick because I got 2 different measures.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262307830411069122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoOvoQcKak9sCNayF7noLA3Bet94B0N77SMK8ow7uMrA8JAFlI4vCEcrmWMblkM8ANOVClHlNtx9x2VhVjLTgeQLDzqa9DSCFAp0vqI6WH2lgoRX6asoYoJsIaw3T9BbNZDAgIiSItyygH/s320/snow+403.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306604884871026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMYogBQ5Ove4Kp_LvberMLexswUeX_UWeujjWbiQhpfQj2YDTFmIudnwpi6_-vnS2oxzcUKHKCpOCwfgXiPnNHgLLh16vouR75YjpVcDlTMLXegWxQGlSxTAwQqFiu1Di68gNUF4VVH4g/s320/snow+404.jpg" border="0" />It was so beautiful with the green trees and the white snow. Plus, it had also started snowing again. What a birthday for my brother Wes. He finally got to have a white birthday.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306595593200306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiftZXIYU_F3CB1aCo1xLC0K5xRkBa9KRRYz-LcjoaUa1UPRzQKtZUL_JFvCtZSTOM11EbTf8QHcd64aTOhzCzp6wm9abEnylu3LhV3LTZ_54eAORoABlWsqh7xYh15cAZqN395Qu06kswx/s320/snow+405.jpg" border="0" /><br />This pic is one of our apple trees. See how much snow was on it? Poor little tree.<br /></span></strong></span><div><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg80I96oIVNlMdXnNUO44XuF5qPYtSPlNdVYvcHbdyNf0et9UGkbvxqNyZt-siFNV-LKAxX1_OmjtS2PnzvpU-S-Jj8-TRPF3foB9TqiTMc8UjxWbUZqIdP0_qcp2Qd8bQnHeCrvbJC36Of/s1600-h/snow+406.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306127626441266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg80I96oIVNlMdXnNUO44XuF5qPYtSPlNdVYvcHbdyNf0et9UGkbvxqNyZt-siFNV-LKAxX1_OmjtS2PnzvpU-S-Jj8-TRPF3foB9TqiTMc8UjxWbUZqIdP0_qcp2Qd8bQnHeCrvbJC36Of/s320/snow+406.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><br />This little apple tree keeps getting entangled with Wes' pumpkins, so it always looks like it is growning pumpkins. Our raspberries are also here....somewhere.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1J6ug0PY9FRBAUgRxZZvfj_UpgX5_xwN_eV9j8IJc_X4TfyUgNfgPWJN0QW6fQzal6xdno6wEod9cKkaoV5hDvbElzif9fxOaH0mtLI_7mU3Amz_vrR0EDt2JPVFwRkX77cp1t12NQqZh/s1600-h/snow+407.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306124142339170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1J6ug0PY9FRBAUgRxZZvfj_UpgX5_xwN_eV9j8IJc_X4TfyUgNfgPWJN0QW6fQzal6xdno6wEod9cKkaoV5hDvbElzif9fxOaH0mtLI_7mU3Amz_vrR0EDt2JPVFwRkX77cp1t12NQqZh/s320/snow+407.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong> Wes' pumpkins are under the snow still in this pic along with our raspberries.<br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvUv2xWa1aqscqU1AcHxssfFAgYXbsymIdk7V5r11ydA1PiHCflKZQdsqhqRyaJI5h1eSrRpMZoHKmzfvqSI2r4hlc08jZPmQPpxMtWTIoH0Kun_wIoUDAX0MVSpoVwNcjRTrOnG56AnVb/s1600-h/snow+408.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306107185995314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvUv2xWa1aqscqU1AcHxssfFAgYXbsymIdk7V5r11ydA1PiHCflKZQdsqhqRyaJI5h1eSrRpMZoHKmzfvqSI2r4hlc08jZPmQPpxMtWTIoH0Kun_wIoUDAX0MVSpoVwNcjRTrOnG56AnVb/s320/snow+408.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong> This is our poor cherry tree which only produces one cherry once every maybe 2 years.<br /></strong></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262305109999999586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLx7blxzS4uOEDSNgi-1zWG54yAFf-nmUJtdWhGFr3QGGPjql1em6vXBIEueS3dpsrCLkaQV3vkmylU4hwKQJbojz4Om34XEOn8QYdScqTfk32wUVl5786ibyqSy4YOkhqicJ_3deFtTqt/s320/snow+409.jpg" border="0" /><br />Don't mind my pjs please. This is my leg in the snow and the snow was actually pretty deep in our back yard. It was up past my knee. And I am only 5 foot 3 or 5 foot 4.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262305100984705506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9WfVL71ZdidyM2axtuH3DuWGmAG0WIgSGMt3JBBNZHQ8CGuVV4X8w0flUdcaVOvSizl9OopppjvJXBGTldJHem9sGACNNaTCJdUa8OgcGNq2W0jK_PBFMuMBIYXNA0UGQtBlvMknH0865/s320/snow+410.jpg" border="0" />No this is not all snow. This is my brother C.J.'s little Hyndai it is under all that snow.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262305090767002466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf-JCQVl4COOsd01yi4JicvPU_vLaBiUGsnsqy0t5cu1hFpFfqo7vnvCHTN0IuJqBgCaW4wB_A2HbpJU5x7hgOPSf19AwmD4S3zmuWTAZiGfsAftThaehyphenhyphenpv50jNhJ6SK-t3EqHhUIknIW/s320/snow+411.jpg" border="0" /><br />See how much snow we had on our roof. This is normal for the residents of Hailey or SunValley, but not where I live! I even called my cousin who lives in Hailey and they didn't get any snow at all....not fair!<br /><br /></strong></span><div><div><div><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262303641809777906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xCzZ3LMV3BB8zDCtrRHTBcNvRvH8Xa21wYrJPfPKuxqdYRNBVriIC82K0Dztf1cvtw572xfhegKjEkN78wm2HzkkgRXVEmOd6lm2o9glbvooYVMi0M_07QTVPp1d-2B_tLpTiFXWwoX8/s320/snow+412.jpg" border="0" />This was taken on Monday, 2 days after our big snowfall. This is the house across the street from mine. That Poor bush has to hold up all that snow that is trying to slide off the roof.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262303636000373122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtA56ud1TD9x65biKYh0NwlslraHShTuUTioYOFMG50W2ExHUtxun4ZC3VF9SPpeYyyMejeQAIoQ7-DQ87ojukjOVpWFBZfo6kAFFuJ0tIKjqivsvJ_iQ2nVkxo5nZ6tZTvqiUDH3D9HDl/s320/snow+413.jpg" border="0" />Here is a better view of where that big branch came from.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJ7t7BSrui2SMOXwNSaKpy8qzb4zhOiUjXdImkLKzQ7iFexoZkIFwpOcbZ83yfzHHXbtN0IdX8yTAYN8x2KoCWuw74MrmZ_dLRBEtLEGPzKM2wr1JO-ytOXWNdNVdn3JPbLEk5ZLOKF0g/s1600-h/snow+414.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262303617807132994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJ7t7BSrui2SMOXwNSaKpy8qzb4zhOiUjXdImkLKzQ7iFexoZkIFwpOcbZ83yfzHHXbtN0IdX8yTAYN8x2KoCWuw74MrmZ_dLRBEtLEGPzKM2wr1JO-ytOXWNdNVdn3JPbLEk5ZLOKF0g/s320/snow+414.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong> This is the big branch the fell from the spot in the last pic.<br /></strong></span><div><div><div><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262301989336862914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpy_cl2Z7zW5iNPJL0aUhiEKgF15SZIDTXrr0Yn7T5LA7PG8qLivYnOcDKwhwQYAP_rFK-4czs3CrB7_oJ4c8dETu4U6W7e_p6V1gvt-86IA3Uyq7t5U-hIbqUNxqe4i6BpbyI66DkQdwR/s320/snow+416.jpg" border="0" /><br />These last 2 pics are my beautiful petunias...or was is left of them. Before the snow started melting you couldn't even see them. Luckily I still have a few true survivors of our fist snow storm of the Year 2008!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262301988043892194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZnn8d6J5SfkqIWZ6EaKyMS9OMJr2jAI20n0CSRTRMhdpSJLPXWkj9KYhWHyq9DWFYALvwaVhgxHVwXuch7F8uYnb4Ef9EK-7CqrVhNkdszvz0oor8ofgT72IFn5ycIQ5t0YhfgJs6mC40/s320/snow+417.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxZnJ9Bf3-Khjt-z96kuQrJ5L3LYZrDanNJ5YTgHw9hwQDuoM3Z2EB5b7o_SrvzK57VAeuW6tDo64YWTpJpIEwMt5NY8Q5OiGpFZ5v8-xdduZRYJi7xN4bs4GkpWpgk1iYaNBOSjjj3or/s1600-h/snow+413.jpg"></a><br /><a 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style="font-size:180%;"></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-72069977853043810172008-10-02T13:18:00.000-07:002008-10-02T14:34:08.091-07:00It's Homecoming Time!<strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">When I was in high school, I never got to go to Homecoming or any of those fancy dances because nobody asked me. I guess I was the kind of girl nobody wanted to go with. Anyway, I really didn't care. I mean, who had that kind of money, not me. Well I am glad that my little brother, who will will name C.J. got to go. This is C.J. before going down to Erica's house.</span> </span></strong><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252671238989553570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilEMHNkZrLHTPKa2gKW9FH5yoLYqzeiz4eiG_rcdgwiRu398giUjKeIlkqq1OKdmQ1UbjvM_C4OTaPTMBMK3csoH2XJBhUV9sfDrK8iy-_CBOmWsB6SQskjDnYFtdZ_okx3IRL9jpYWXNo/s320/summer+fun+340.jpg" border="0" /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">He had a ton of fun. His day started out by going and picking up the coursage, which by the way was really pretty, and then coming home to put it in his fridge to keep. Then he had me take him to many stores and buy things for his "Big" dinner that night at Charlie's Cafe. Isn't Erica pretty?</span><br /></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252670491342094114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmxymT3qqMJI1THkeOgoh6DX3UE6azWbjSY_YwkoAN1bADuuSfvHODEGBzZan7RVtyTuy0yqcycPd_2P7g-QO1DkN6P5gcnwm-aGu1Ahn1NWyYuIRGtDyzFiE1JLhPnI8UHAAXoukG_9o/s320/summer+fun+345.jpg" border="0" /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">After we got home from shopping, he headed to the skate park and I relaxed for about an hour before I had to make a Strawberry Cheesecake for their dessert. Since C.J. is friends with the owner's daughter, she got him hooked up with the place. Chachi is an awsome friend and just about every one in my little town knows her.</span><br /></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252670041652316402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB9Lgu3R6pltp36xx2BjgBjb9j5-Fq_QwQHofyG9V5eGi7lIpO2MEZ41x5aQvOp8hnNa4ZJOr7mirykiazhKOFmJtfOK03b79p-_O76A_MBnECKzXYyjNA5JnnYgnYR4qeuvmRTTrK2ONV/s320/summer+fun+375.jpg" border="0" /> </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">The girl my bro. took to homecoming apparently just lives down the road from our house so it didn't take long for my brother to get to her house walking. Chachi picked them up and took them to dinner and then to the dance. Kudos to Chachi for being such a good friend! </span><br /><br /></strong><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252669230465120530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXC9DvXSMpqqPZDL5SseLJWSkEVkxcV1JHajB10dSE4F7_dE5zlnP2e9lcVUMqFoBJpiMWx2yDo2lsmHPriXmRfctqxUYQXwoLemabFOg4x2RqP2JnFsT9eVYNLwOMuBLPgFB1FEGmHrj7/s320/summer+fun+357.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">Later, while he was getting ready for homecoming, I had to do one more errand for him and run to the local Little Ceasars and pick up some breadsticks for their dinner. That wasn't all that they were eating for dinner people. They were having pizza and ceasar salad. C.J. 's date is one of those people who isn't a vegatarian and I am not sure if she is called a vegan either, but anyway, she doesn't eat processed meat--so that means no peperoni and I would guess sandwich meat. By the way that is sparkling cider in case any one is wondering.</span><br /></strong><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252668048920896530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRYUwttJrPaHDBXV6zFV-MI6QCztDKO2lDLPnI_wsSHjRJJvN1aPmMHwqa231tJfRIVwNTIr42tz2HeTZU5ZvW_FnZlzp05AWBHsfaa6tdGLZpV82TPOs2rZUnBphbXcpGfLy-v7NTRS63/s320/summer+fun+367.jpg" border="0" /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">Now I don't know why she is this way, but she is. C.J. and Erica had fun at homecoming and I wouldn't be surprised if he takes her to other dances this school year.</span><br /><br /></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252667103160359586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBetncnUhlWnqnY5hg6tkkARLw4c9d9F5zjuKvT5UUHRAThejZPXu0H7TNjdSSl0GMMP1NXR7UFJ3pdF1O-mXFDI0b3OzsKAkP_CZ_GuqhrWACTYJ3UCiRowaCKHF6cFOjUXEV813ChCGL/s320/summer+fun+382.jpg" border="0" /></span><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><span style="font-size:180%;">This is C.J. and his best friend, who we will call "Bubba", and their dates at Homecoming2008!</span><br /></span><br /></span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2170143201189988686.post-7566932579509048712008-09-04T11:08:00.000-07:002008-09-04T18:00:28.904-07:00bummer of a start<span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"><strong>Well I had this really big idea on how I was going to start my blog, however, my camera cord to hook up to the computer for pics has been cordnapped. So, I won't have any pics for now and my ideas will just have to wait.</strong></span>shymickeygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12072326976298365657noreply@blogger.com0