<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061</id><updated>2012-02-07T14:20:58.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindred Spirits</title><subtitle type='html'>"Dear old world', she murmured, 'you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you." -Anne with an E</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-5431107500337141377</id><published>2012-01-30T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:54:01.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I wonder, I wonder..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CScNcffw7_I/TybnNWnW4ZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/2IgBODP1MJU/s1600/how-disney-princess-works-15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CScNcffw7_I/TybnNWnW4ZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/2IgBODP1MJU/s320/how-disney-princess-works-15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703500194706284946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listening to the husband sing sleeping beauty to Sofia when she is sick... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEST. MOMENT. EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-5431107500337141377?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5431107500337141377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=5431107500337141377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5431107500337141377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5431107500337141377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wonder-i-wonder.html' title='&quot;I wonder, I wonder...&quot;'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CScNcffw7_I/TybnNWnW4ZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/2IgBODP1MJU/s72-c/how-disney-princess-works-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-3187166309856224276</id><published>2011-05-20T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:45:02.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIeFYeHU0_8/TdbuvNMj4SI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ob5CToTajKo/s1600/IMG_2816_2_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIeFYeHU0_8/TdbuvNMj4SI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ob5CToTajKo/s400/IMG_2816_2_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608932880700137762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-3187166309856224276?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/3187166309856224276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=3187166309856224276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3187166309856224276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3187166309856224276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-beautiful-girls.html' title='My Beautiful Girls'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lIeFYeHU0_8/TdbuvNMj4SI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ob5CToTajKo/s72-c/IMG_2816_2_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-7847459342937846723</id><published>2011-04-12T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T02:11:56.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From here on out...</title><content type='html'>Henceforth I shall judge no one who has a maid. In fact I envy you! I think about you as I'm on my hands and knees scrubbing arduously at the soap scum in my shower, I marvel at your financial savvy to have worked one into your budget. I want one!!!! Thats right. I said it! And why should I be ashamed of it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOMEONE TO DO YOUR CLEANING FOR YOU!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; When you really sit down and think about it, Its kind of stupid &lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/i&gt; to have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't want to clean your own grime and filth? HIRE A MAID!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(They have those you know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-7847459342937846723?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/7847459342937846723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=7847459342937846723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/7847459342937846723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/7847459342937846723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-here-on-out.html' title='From here on out...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-5028623826941586298</id><published>2011-04-01T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T08:32:17.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhJwwCFZ5ao/TZXu-vB4k5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/bRcgpuGhc7c/s1600/corset-distortion.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhJwwCFZ5ao/TZXu-vB4k5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/bRcgpuGhc7c/s320/corset-distortion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590637273994007442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stumbled across this little gem the other day, it was labeled "Corset Distortion" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The things we do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-5028623826941586298?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5028623826941586298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=5028623826941586298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5028623826941586298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5028623826941586298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/04/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhJwwCFZ5ao/TZXu-vB4k5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/bRcgpuGhc7c/s72-c/corset-distortion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-4681596830707133953</id><published>2011-03-25T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:57:21.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1RclPg7uKY/TY0OKIePDTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/I6fkDycHjXg/s1600/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1RclPg7uKY/TY0OKIePDTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/I6fkDycHjXg/s200/IMG_2635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588138279872433458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Alright, so you may or may not be wondering why he is only holding on with two fingers. The reason is this: Unbeknown to me, roughly about four years ago I gave birth to a Dinosaur. Not just any Dinosaur &lt;i&gt;(though it changes depending on the day)&lt;/i&gt; but a Tyranosaurus Rex. These days he responds with roars, not words &lt;i&gt;(even though anybody who spends time with him knows he doesn't have trouble with words)&lt;/i&gt; and he is often hunched over with two fingers out and ready to attack at any given moment. When you ask him what he wants to be when he grows up, he responds simply: "Just a Dinosaur." He walked almost the entire day at Disneyland with only those fingers out, which I have to say is serious dedication. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;And with that kind of commitment, who knows... maybe he will be a Dinosaur when he grows up!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-4681596830707133953?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/4681596830707133953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=4681596830707133953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4681596830707133953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4681596830707133953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-boy.html' title='My Boy...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1RclPg7uKY/TY0OKIePDTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/I6fkDycHjXg/s72-c/IMG_2635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-4019917414653709772</id><published>2011-03-22T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:32:06.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I should re-name this blog title to read: "Hey, how stupid am I!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-4019917414653709772?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/4019917414653709772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=4019917414653709772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4019917414653709772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4019917414653709772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-should-re-name-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-6486949042803359602</id><published>2011-03-22T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:29:29.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom door</title><content type='html'>I just had the most random realization ever. I was telling a story about my tender youth, when I pointed out a small meaningless detail about how I used to make sure my door was shut every time I left my room. For some reason I felt that would deter my sisters from going in and stealing my stuff. I don't know why &lt;i&gt;shutting&lt;/i&gt; the door was going to stop them because... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;they figured out how to open doors!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Anyway, I just got why that was a stupid concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-6486949042803359602?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/6486949042803359602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=6486949042803359602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/6486949042803359602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/6486949042803359602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/03/bedroom-door.html' title='Bedroom door'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-1148394286961828914</id><published>2011-03-20T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:12:48.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanwhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day my little baby twin brothers grew up and got called to serve missions to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(coincidentally the same country where my husband and one of my brothers-in-law served.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PHILIPPINES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I look at pictures of my husband there and think "That must have been crazy." and then I picture my brothers going there and think "NO WAY! THEY ARE JUST LITTLE BABIES!!!! they can't go all the way out there all by themselves! Who will babysit them? Who will help them brush their teeth? Who will make sure they're eating? Who will read them bedtime stories????" These are real questions people!!! I remember when I thought missionary's were SO old, and now I see that they are just babies pretending to be grown ups! I know they'll be fine, they do take care of themselves &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(kind of)&lt;/span&gt;. And I guess should the occasion arise, they are now old enough to scrub their own poop off the walls.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (though, I think I speak for everyone when I say: lets hope that situation never comes along!)&lt;/span&gt; Still, its just so mind blowing! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Look at the pieces of my brain scattered all over the walls)&lt;/span&gt; I'm trying to not even think about how I will take it when they get married or even &lt;i&gt;*gasp*&lt;/i&gt; have babies of their own!!!! No way universe, that would just be too weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onAMEX2_sT8/TYZscwHi2UI/AAAAAAAAAWg/SFhdmfQ7dyw/s1600/DSCF0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onAMEX2_sT8/TYZscwHi2UI/AAAAAAAAAWg/SFhdmfQ7dyw/s320/DSCF0089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586271629008361794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our wedding 2004&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lEZAaADqUE/TYZsKh8MogI/AAAAAAAAAWY/BwzOJK6K2zQ/s1600/60867_158071014209291_148792171803842_528896_5208446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lEZAaADqUE/TYZsKh8MogI/AAAAAAAAAWY/BwzOJK6K2zQ/s320/60867_158071014209291_148792171803842_528896_5208446_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586271315965026818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Brittni's wedding 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TWIDS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-1148394286961828914?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/1148394286961828914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=1148394286961828914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1148394286961828914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1148394286961828914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/03/meanwhile.html' title='Meanwhile...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onAMEX2_sT8/TYZscwHi2UI/AAAAAAAAAWg/SFhdmfQ7dyw/s72-c/DSCF0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-3496414518738539742</id><published>2011-03-17T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T00:18:16.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Deprivation</title><content type='html'>So the other day, as I was putting on my makeup, I leaned into the mirror to finnish rubbing my foundation in when I saw this awful dark spot on my face. I rubbed and rubbed but it would not budge! I leaned away from the mirror, leaned back in and realized... it was my mole. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time I keep trying to shut the sliding closet door by pushing the "automatic button" on the wall (though Toyota does actually make such a button for their sliding doors, it turns out walls don't come with automatic buttons. Go figure!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Motherhood should have a warning label: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING! Motherhood WILL kill brain cells, proceed with caution! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(no refunds or exchanges )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-3496414518738539742?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/3496414518738539742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=3496414518738539742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3496414518738539742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3496414518738539742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/03/sleep-deprivation.html' title='Sleep Deprivation'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-3891003547614436460</id><published>2011-02-24T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T07:28:29.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliott trying to get some candy...</title><content type='html'>Elliott: "Mama, I need some candy hearts" &lt;div&gt;Me: "I don't think so dude"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elliott: "But mama, I NEED them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Oh you need them huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elliott: "Yeah, they are sayin' to me: "Elliott, we want to go to the party in your tummy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Thats what they're saying?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elliott: "Yeah, so can you just get them down for me?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-3891003547614436460?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/3891003547614436460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=3891003547614436460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3891003547614436460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3891003547614436460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/02/elliott-trying-to-get-some-candy.html' title='Elliott trying to get some candy...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-3198045008511398107</id><published>2011-01-19T13:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T13:06:29.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliott antics</title><content type='html'>Elliott yelling across the room while I am sitting right next to him:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey, girl! Push the circle button on the TV to turn it on, tip toe so Mama doesn't hear you! Hurry push the button, don't tell Mama!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; (I had told him absolutely NO TV during dinner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-3198045008511398107?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/3198045008511398107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=3198045008511398107&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3198045008511398107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3198045008511398107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2011/01/elliott-antics.html' title='Elliott antics'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-5404359610151085963</id><published>2010-07-01T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:03:32.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my sister...</title><content type='html'>So, I called my Sister to ask what size dress we would be needing for one of her bridesmaids, I asked her to describe this bridesmaids size to me so that I could help her better decide what size we would be needing to order her dress in. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She then said: "Well, she looks like... what you used to look like" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;To my sister I would like to say:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;What am I now, the pillsbury dough boy???!!!! the marshmellow man???!!! Why don't I come sit on you so you can better gauge my weight to the skinniness of yesteryear. Perhaps while I'm there I could eat your face since I can't, in my fatness contain my hunger. Maybe I will squish your head like a grape since in ratio to my hugeness your head would seem as such to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;To my sister I would like to say:&lt;/b&gt; This body is the battle field of my three legacies! This body has track marks of 17 months of carrying precious cargo and 22 hours of labor. This body has seen its share and tracks of motherhood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Also&lt;/i&gt;... it has seen lots of yummy things to eat... maybe donuts and cakes and pies and ice cream and steaks and mashed potatoes and burritos and burgers.... the list could go on forever! the list of things that make life WORTH LIVING!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THESE ARE MY TRACK MARKS! Maybe "used to" is worth leaving behind and maybe my Legacies are worth the battle scars I have for bringing them here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To my sister I would like to say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I still don't appreciate you saying "She looks like... what you used to look like." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Love ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-5404359610151085963?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5404359610151085963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=5404359610151085963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5404359610151085963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5404359610151085963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-my-sister.html' title='To my sister...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-5559086152062935910</id><published>2010-01-24T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T10:22:53.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliott:</title><content type='html'>"Mama, Your tall! Mama, Your so big!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-5559086152062935910?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5559086152062935910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=5559086152062935910&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5559086152062935910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5559086152062935910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2010/01/elliott.html' title='Elliott:'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-6425940838721605455</id><published>2009-09-24T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:08:21.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the ____ Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Wow! These last few months nearly killed me! Or maybe I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; die and i'm coming to you from the after life... even though I'm pretty sure they don't have computers in heaven (which is of course where I would be... right?) So I'm not dead (however it may feel some days) and i can't believe August is already gone and September is quickly diminishing. Sad,&lt;i&gt; So &lt;/i&gt;very sad. I'll try to recap from where I left off in the last post so you can get a glimps of hell... wait did I just say I came from heaven? scratch that and lets review:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; min-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;August&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; min-height: 19px; "&gt;Oh August. What to say about you? You've been busy and I'm not gonna lie, a little irritating. But somehow we made it through your  chaos and sailed on through to another month leaving you blissfully, in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;The beginning of August held an unfortunate snag when as you may have previously seen, Jesse lost his job. Idearc (my arch nemisis' if you will) Laid off my husband for the &lt;i&gt;second&lt;/i&gt; time. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice... you know. Aaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnddd BAM! unemployed... again. I won't say there weren't times I enjoyed having Jesse home though... or that there were times I hated having him home. I will say however that I think its about time that we started some kind of Emergency savings account, cause if there's one thing I've learned from all this its that life is nothing if not unpredictable. (You sneaky life, you) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;I'll fill you in on the weeks that ensued breaking it down by person so I don't feel overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;In the midst of all this wonderful drama I turned 26!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWSF02gp4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/s-XZqeWirwA/s200/IMG_0716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383369558375573378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt; I don't feel any different though, except maybe I have a few more grey hairs, which could of course be accredited to my three very active children, and not age. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;I had a pretty great birthday: First we went to Disneyland with my "Free entrance on your Birthday" ticket (putting my free entrance towards the cost of a year pass, at last!) Then with the rest of my birthday money (and a slight addition to our mountain of debt) Jesse and I were pass wielding rockstars! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWJDnhzDPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ozLkXeLQV-M/s200/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383359624834649330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;It was good to feel like a kid again and at the same time be kid-less :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;The next day Jessica and Garrett came to help continue the celebration with one great day of fun. Huntington and the wedge were beautiful! I had never been on a four person bike/flinstone car before and it was a blast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWNBATGDGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/p1KxZYcNIbw/s200/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383363977990769762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWOV7eFthI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pA8WEFG36wo/s200/IMG_0866.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383365436983588370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWOWe3hjrI/AAAAAAAAAPo/y2K3Di06jUo/s200/IMG_0846.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383365446485511858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;After our hard but fun pedaling day they took us to dinner at red robin and before we headed home we took a short hike to a pirate cave. We had so much fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWQSFhvC_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/FrBFKugxZg4/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWQSFhvC_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/FrBFKugxZg4/s200/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383367569987013618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWQSuuv1lI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xC_CT7RG7g8/s200/IMG_0691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383367581047445074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWQTFgfttI/AAAAAAAAAQA/y0KRgl7LPM4/s200/IMG_0694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383367587161683666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Jesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgIuxzLojI/AAAAAAAAASY/Rx0CnA-yMUY/s320/IMG_1342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384062954256441906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;On the 4th of September Jesse landed a job with Staples business devision. He deals with business' directly and helps them order whatever office supplies they need. So far he likes it a LOT more than his last job and is fitting in nicely with all the new kids. He went a little crazy without a job for that month (exactly 1 month to the day that he got laid off, he got hired by Staples) but he really enjoyed spending so much time with the kids (even though he grossly underestimated the chaos of life at home all day, every day) We liked having him home but we are very happy to have an income again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Elliott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Crazier than ever, Seriously! I think he is reaching the peak of his "terrible two" stage. Lately it hasn't just been "no" its been "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;" He is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; too opinionated for a two year old and is as always &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;insanely&lt;/span&gt; stubborn, not sure who he got that from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;He got to go to Disneyland for his very first time in August. First for the Main street electrical parade &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWUVuO9sCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4mrgdfQFcTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWUVuO9sCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4mrgdfQFcTQ/s200/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383372030500253730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWUVKkaOSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jngdCzh1KrU/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWUVKkaOSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jngdCzh1KrU/s200/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383372020926527778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;And then he got to spend a whole day there with Mommy and Daddy all by himself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt; (no pesky sisters)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWWKF6hd6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/TBtNu9tzNIk/s1600-h/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWWKF6hd6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/TBtNu9tzNIk/s200/IMG_0972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383374029721794466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWWJiFPelI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mL9Q4ngRBGs/s1600-h/IMG_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWWJiFPelI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mL9Q4ngRBGs/s200/IMG_0975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383374020103076434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWWI6_VfLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dRTxoePhoNg/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWWI6_VfLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dRTxoePhoNg/s200/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383374009609321650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt; I think he was a little awed by the whole thing, he didn't smile much just spent the whole day studying everything. The only time he showed emotion was when he saw Ka-chow and Maner in the pixar parade (Lightning McQueen and Mater) Nemo on the submarine, Dinosaurs on the train and the Jungle cruise. He managed to hide his face through the majority of Pirates so I'm not sure what his facial expression was. But he's asked to go every day since so he must have liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;(This is the face he made all day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWXOA1qe5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cpPk2_RFpcM/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383375196590341010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;We've also been working at potty training and he is doing really well, though he isn't quite there yet. As a reward we got him some underwear we knew he would be excited to wear and he just can't stop admiring himself in them. It's pretty funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgBi6kMSLI/AAAAAAAAARw/wj93Qm2OTtU/s200/IMG_1283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384055053869664434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sofia &amp;amp; Scarlet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;We found out this summer that our little girls LOVE the pool/any form of water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;(as long as it acomidates plenty of splashing)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Ruthie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgA7-dEl-I/AAAAAAAAARo/hYYZIGcJM9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgA7-dEl-I/AAAAAAAAARo/hYYZIGcJM9Y/s200/IMG_1197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384054384898643938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgA7GcjB8I/AAAAAAAAARg/PQXlL4qKHHw/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgA7GcjB8I/AAAAAAAAARg/PQXlL4qKHHw/s200/IMG_1193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384054369864058818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgEs0jYh8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/jvqPE1gFI78/s200/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384058522589235138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;They also visited Disneyland for the first time in August&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;(It was a lot of work)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Srf_9vOEwUI/AAAAAAAAARY/T0jYC1fM8gI/s1600-h/IMG_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Srf_9vOEwUI/AAAAAAAAARY/T0jYC1fM8gI/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384053315657318722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Srf_HzGrN7I/AAAAAAAAARQ/qfmaHtTJuvA/s1600-h/IMG_1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Srf_HzGrN7I/AAAAAAAAARQ/qfmaHtTJuvA/s200/IMG_1108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384052388987090866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Srf_HGcAC4I/AAAAAAAAARI/iJKF8KKV4oI/s1600-h/IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Srf_HGcAC4I/AAAAAAAAARI/iJKF8KKV4oI/s200/IMG_1107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384052376996940674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;And they started eating regular food the beginning of this month. A big moment for Mommy and Daddy! (No more formula!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgDm3e__FI/AAAAAAAAASI/3bvXmM1JKD0/s1600-h/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgDm3e__FI/AAAAAAAAASI/3bvXmM1JKD0/s200/IMG_1368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384057320785312850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;(Ruthie is always stealing food from Sofia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgDmVGJMdI/AAAAAAAAASA/SmC9qjp0qtI/s1600-h/IMG_1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgDmVGJMdI/AAAAAAAAASA/SmC9qjp0qtI/s200/IMG_1347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384057311554253266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgCiF_RiUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JHfCNPiWW48/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrgCiF_RiUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JHfCNPiWW48/s320/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384056139267803458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Well that about wraps it up for this Re-cap on life. I'll try to keep in touch better next time blog, I miss you when I'm gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-6425940838721605455?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/6425940838721605455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=6425940838721605455&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/6425940838721605455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/6425940838721605455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-these-last-few-months-nearly-killed.html' title='Life in the ____ Lane'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SrWSF02gp4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/s-XZqeWirwA/s72-c/IMG_0716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-849600010853210006</id><published>2009-08-09T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:11:59.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank goodness for husbands!</title><content type='html'>Otherwise I'm pretty sure I would &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt; of boredom! If I didn't have my sweet un-employed husband around to watch the kids for me while I ran my errands then I never would have come home and seen a relatively large dark spot in the middle of Elliott's bedroom carpet, I never would have asked "hey Jess, what's this?" and he never would have answered "oh... Elliott had a little poop accident while you were gone, but I took care of it" and I never would have looked a little closer and asked again "what did you use to clean it up?" and he never would have replied with this gem: "Um... water and cleaner." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "what cleaner?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesse: "well... I put some water on it and... some Windex." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "wait, wait, wait, you put Windex on it?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah, It said: "Multi purpose" on the bottle!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;endearing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I think. Husbands can be so cute sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-849600010853210006?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/849600010853210006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=849600010853210006&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/849600010853210006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/849600010853210006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-goodness-for-husbands.html' title='Thank goodness for husbands!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-265781882771321344</id><published>2009-08-07T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:31:45.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Idearc,</title><content type='html'>Please stop sending my husband home in the &lt;div&gt;middle of the day &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; a job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-265781882771321344?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/265781882771321344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=265781882771321344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/265781882771321344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/265781882771321344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-idearc.html' title='Dear Idearc,'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-1689964742872908476</id><published>2009-08-04T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:51:27.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesse and I in our younger days. Of course back then it was common for younger men to m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;arry&lt;/span&gt; much older women, though we were both still very young. I was working as a bookkeeper making 25 cents an hour and Jesse cleaned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;carburetors&lt;/span&gt; for $9 a day, at least until Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Merve&lt;/span&gt; died, then he went back to Iowa to tend the farm and look after grandma. He sent for me in the spring of 53' and we were married that summer. Our small backyard wedding was beautiful! Of course all our pictures are stowed carefully away in my memory thanks to the fire of 62' lost &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;everything.&lt;/span&gt; But grew closer through the trials we faced... and we faced our share! You know, we used to walk &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; hill &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;both &lt;/span&gt;ways BAREFOOT &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;through the snow&lt;/span&gt; just to get to town so the children wouldn't starve! Good memories though! That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' windbag is the love of my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Snfuww3JsgI/AAAAAAAAANg/4KBXCx7PcMg/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1954.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Snfuww3JsgI/AAAAAAAAANg/4KBXCx7PcMg/s400/YearbookYourself_1954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366020002552590850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SnfunjuLkjI/AAAAAAAAANY/HqQBHhn5tas/s1600-h/YearbookYourself_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SnfunjuLkjI/AAAAAAAAANY/HqQBHhn5tas/s400/YearbookYourself_1952.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366019844406481458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-1689964742872908476?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/1689964742872908476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=1689964742872908476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1689964742872908476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1689964742872908476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-then.html' title='Back then...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Snfuww3JsgI/AAAAAAAAANg/4KBXCx7PcMg/s72-c/YearbookYourself_1954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-1031714871922437895</id><published>2009-07-23T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:19:33.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Update:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As most of you know I take billions of pictures, I can't really help it when I have the most adorable kids ever! I know, everyone says that. But as you can clearly see from these photos I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; do! Anyway I get in trouble a lot for not posting more pictures so I'm here to give you a delightful treat with a visual update of my beautiful family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                              &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   June - July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We found a lizard in the house and put it in a jar for Elliott to look at he loved it so much that he named it Gabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(he must remember his cousin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlHOmlRR0I/AAAAAAAAALc/33uebjwaKt8/s1600-h/IMG_9724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlHOmlRR0I/AAAAAAAAALc/33uebjwaKt8/s320/IMG_9724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361895147561895746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Briana likes to take B &amp;amp; W pictures of the kids, these are two of my favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                               &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Ruthie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlTFQ9W32I/AAAAAAAAANE/SPH8O1n14ss/s1600-h/IMG_9706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlTFQ9W32I/AAAAAAAAANE/SPH8O1n14ss/s200/IMG_9706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361908181278056290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;    Sofie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlTFBv-3VI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AjZ3ayFftag/s1600-h/IMG_9398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlTFBv-3VI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AjZ3ayFftag/s200/IMG_9398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361908177195425106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't really know why, but they crawl all over each other. This was taken right after a nap and as you can see they were very happy to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlKOk-QEtI/AAAAAAAAAMU/byE7OeKfrSU/s1600-h/IMG_9816.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlKOk-QEtI/AAAAAAAAAMU/byE7OeKfrSU/s320/IMG_9816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361898445664686802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     &lt;div&gt;                                                          &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Swimming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;   Ruthie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlIV9B6ULI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ULkaBJKd4X8/s1600-h/IMG_9803.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlIV9B6ULI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ULkaBJKd4X8/s320/IMG_9803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361896373358317746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Elliott LOVES to swim and ever since he discovered floaties we cant keep him out of the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlKNYhFhPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/3jdShh-pR0Y/s320/IMG_9808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361898425141265650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concert in the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had a lot of fun! Sofie and Elliott danced it up (Yes Sofie dances it is so adorable!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                                                                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;   Sofie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlIVrPgm6I/AAAAAAAAALs/CzWB9_mew7k/s1600-h/IMG_9762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlIVrPgm6I/AAAAAAAAALs/CzWB9_mew7k/s320/IMG_9762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361896368583515042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;                                                      &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My boys being hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlHPNivjnI/AAAAAAAAALk/WkiCChk-zbc/s1600-h/IMG_9755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlHPNivjnI/AAAAAAAAALk/WkiCChk-zbc/s320/IMG_9755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361895158020279922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;As you can see Sofie gets a big goofy grin when she sees the camera its super cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlKOGOYYyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6yf-7p-IviI/s320/IMG_9907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361898437410841378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ruth doesn't always smile for the camera, She's serious but so adorable! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlKN2KhjEI/AAAAAAAAAME/itq4YP6vxE8/s320/IMG_9829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361898433099697218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He is his fathers son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlROJFkgyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sn2NYn7OmnY/s1600-h/IMG_9418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlROJFkgyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sn2NYn7OmnY/s200/IMG_9418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361906134760588066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlRNybOmiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/U3W_-Z-dWu0/s1600-h/IMG_9416.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlRNybOmiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/U3W_-Z-dWu0/s200/IMG_9416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361906128677411362" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlRNnFcdpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vr8qDcN0JOU/s1600-h/IMG_9409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlRNnFcdpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vr8qDcN0JOU/s200/IMG_9409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361906125633255058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlLRor8qvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XtCwv8JLdnc/s320/IMG_9826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361899597712894706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;It almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; me cry they are so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Alright I'm out, More updates soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-1031714871922437895?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/1031714871922437895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=1031714871922437895&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1031714871922437895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1031714871922437895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-update.html' title='Picture Update:'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SmlHOmlRR0I/AAAAAAAAALc/33uebjwaKt8/s72-c/IMG_9724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-3695979756214018644</id><published>2009-07-20T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:09:12.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's To Do List:</title><content type='html'>1. Strangle the husband.&lt;div&gt;2. Sell the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Dispose of the evidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-3695979756214018644?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/3695979756214018644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=3695979756214018644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3695979756214018644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/3695979756214018644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/07/todays-to-do-list.html' title='Today&apos;s To Do List:'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-5518177463409075556</id><published>2009-07-14T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:30:47.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elliott heard people wishing us a Happy 4th of July and ever since then he goes around saying "Happy July mama! it's a Happy July!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;It has been a Happy July. This month began with our Fifth Anniversary and I have found myself pondering on this over the last couple weeks. Five years ago Jesse and I were sealed in the Los Angeles Temple, bound together through Gods divine plan and locked as one for all the eternity's that lay before us. It would be a lie to say there weren't times I wished that binding promise had never been made (ie: last entry) but as I recall the years that brought us to this place in our lives I can't help but feel an amazing sense of accomplishment! We have made it so far!!! For five consecutive years we have somehow managed not to kill each other. I understand that in the grand scheme of things five years is nothing, and I'm sure those of you who have been married far longer are mumbling something about "sweet nieve Lacie what times you have ahead..." but I cant help but take some pride in our flawed, chaotic, bitter sweet marriage. Not something to be envied nessisarilly but we make it work. It amazes me that we successfully brought three beautiful children to earth and are managing to support them with the things they need, raise them with the love they deserve and teach them even though we don't really have a clue what we're doing (don't tell!) Its been such an enriching experience to watch them learn new things as they grow, they are definately worth the two most painful experiences of my life :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;I have to say the neatest thing about this anniversary was my gift from Jesse (and Joe!) he presented me with a DVD of our wedding footage! Joe video taped the whole day for us and up until a couple months ago was unable to get the video. So as a surprise Jesse asked Joe to put it all together and send it to him before July 2nd, which he successfully did. I cried through pretty much the whole thing. We hadn't seen any of it since our wedding day and it was SO fun to see everything exactly five years from the day it all happened. We both felt so renewed somehow! Watching each other when it began, seeing how in love we were with each other... was like remembering that there was a time when it was just Jesse and I and we didn't have a thousand bills or a thousand kids or a thousand irritating things that bother us about each other. It was like looking into the past and plucking out something amazing and wonderful that prompted us to start this eternal family in the first place, it helped us remember that we got married because we love each other... not because we were board and had nothing better to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Of course it helps that I have the most perfect man for me, Thats what I've realized the most this last year. He isn't perfect, but he's perfect for me. He is probably the most unjudgemental human being on the planet and helps me to see that even though people aren't perfect you can still love them, He teaches me every day that no matter how mad I am at him a little dance around me making a funny face somehow manages to defuse my desire to stab him. He humors my need for memories even when it involves extra time, money, gas, and space on the memory card. He still calls me from work to "officially" ask me out on dates, he often avoids onions because even though he loves them he knows how much I hate the smell of them on his breath. He has the thickest skin! he lets stuff roll right off his back that would take me hours, if not days to get over, and he is one of the most patient, kind, and giving people I have ever met, he still gives me the best of whatever he has to give... be it the better spot at the table or the less burnt cheese sandwich and usually I don't even have to ask. He is so loving with our three wonderful kids, he admires them so much and I know he would give and do anything he could for their well being and happiness. He encourages us to read our scriptures and pray every night which may have single handedly got us to where we are now. But most especially he tells me every day (excepting the times when his wife isn't speaking to him) how much he loves me. and that has been the loudest resounding attribute... it's hard to be annoyed with somebody who is telling you they love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;                                                                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Us in review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; "&gt;(just to see how much we've changed... though it may seem like "see how much weight we've gained!" or "The many hair colors of Lacie!" the purpose is retrospect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Wedding Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0xd-KduGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zGSg6erShuQ/s1600-h/07210136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0xd-KduGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zGSg6erShuQ/s320/07210136.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358493522613614690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1st Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0wZjBFL7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SVVIA7JU9Yg/s1600-h/motolife+607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0wZjBFL7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SVVIA7JU9Yg/s200/motolife+607.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358492347095396274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;              &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2nd Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0v53AKp7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/s9FqajqIxnc/s1600-h/4thjuly+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0v53AKp7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/s9FqajqIxnc/s200/4thjuly+091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358491802704455602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt; 3rd Anniversary               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(sadly this was the only picture we took together that year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0uq6NzsMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1_ST5gtOFug/s1600-h/4th07+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0uq6NzsMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1_ST5gtOFug/s200/4th07+080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358490446357311682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4th Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0qYrrYbAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JG92seuZBYg/s1600-h/IMG_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0qYrrYbAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JG92seuZBYg/s200/IMG_2028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358485735170665474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Five Years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0mEkbl92I/AAAAAAAAAIw/SKvr17oqfX4/s1600-h/IMG_9444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0mEkbl92I/AAAAAAAAAIw/SKvr17oqfX4/s320/IMG_9444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358480991581501282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Wow... I didn't mean to turn this "Happy July" blog into "Ode to our marriage" sorry about that! To steer away from that I'll touch on a few other significant things this July has brought. Of course theres the 4th of July: I was really bummed about being in California for the Fourth because, No offence California but you are not as patriotic as some other states I could mention (Utah, Texas... pretty much anywhere else in the U.S. - JK) it seems like everybody has forgotten how AMAZING America actually is and how lucky we are to be living here (though I will say we seem of late to be going down hill a bit... I'll leave my negative comments to that) I am filled with pride when I think about the sacrifices men and women have made and are making so that we can live free! The founders of this great country recognized the importance of these things in our lives and we owe every freedom we have to them. I am so lucky to live here so that I can benefit from their vision!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;As stated in the Declaration of Independence &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;"And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats AMAZING!!! We had a good celebration (despite location) It was my first fourth spent with Jesses family and we had a lot of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G8aYTDuI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vnwtmBDiC28/s1600-h/IMG_9496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G8aYTDuI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vnwtmBDiC28/s200/IMG_9496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358517135328087778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sofia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G7xWuX_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/zHO6spUxmLM/s1600-h/IMG_9562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G7xWuX_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/zHO6spUxmLM/s200/IMG_9562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358517124315635698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ruth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G7gTo0VI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CPupwoqijsQ/s1600-h/IMG_9556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G7gTo0VI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CPupwoqijsQ/s200/IMG_9556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358517119739285842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G7UgBJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-p9M1uV6i28/s1600-h/IMG_9490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1G7UgBJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-p9M1uV6i28/s200/IMG_9490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358517116569987042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1BR-ABNvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-jPv84d-PV0/s1600-h/IMG_9644_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl1BR-ABNvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-jPv84d-PV0/s320/IMG_9644_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358510908597417714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... the last exciting thing that happened this month that I feel is noteworthy: Elliott pooped on the toilet!!! it was only once and kind of an accident but I feel there are good days ahead of us. Less diapers to buy, I CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl048nAF7dI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kr2n3EEd1dM/s200/IMG_9715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358501745553436114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0487D2HPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/o7NCpgyoYs8/s200/IMG_9719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358501750937885938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it. A billion years later this post is over. Happy July everyone, I hope it's as good for you as its been for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-5518177463409075556?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5518177463409075556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=5518177463409075556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5518177463409075556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5518177463409075556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/07/elliott-heard-people-wishing-us-happy.html' title='Happy July!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Sl0xd-KduGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zGSg6erShuQ/s72-c/07210136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-6285467692455827356</id><published>2009-06-30T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:53:05.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary edition #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NjM4NDMxMjM*NSZwdD*xMjQ2Mzg*MzQ4ODU3JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*4NjU1ODQ5MGMwNjQ*YzQ1OTljZmY5ZDE*ZWJiNjE4OCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s766.photobucket.com/albums/xx302/jessesgirl7/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Blog_Journal_shabbymissjenndesig-3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx302/jessesgirl7/Blog_Journal_shabbymissjenndesig-3.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-6285467692455827356?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/6285467692455827356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=6285467692455827356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/6285467692455827356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/6285467692455827356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/06/photobucket_550.html' title='Diary edition #1'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-4302638315363405800</id><published>2009-06-27T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:08:28.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Domination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Kelek was slirping up the end of one of Cynthia's homemade chocolate shakes, Elliott was chuckling oddly over this and so kelek asks: "why is he doing that?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Max then responded:  "I think he wants to rule the world." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Ska-qmNq-9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/OQMwjuC0YLs/s1600-h/IMG_1387.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Ska-qmNq-9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/OQMwjuC0YLs/s400/IMG_1387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352174846198086610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia; min-height: 19.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia"&gt;I just thought you should all be aware of my sons plan for world domination! Not the first two year old to do so I imagine. I will be sure to teach him everything he needs to know, I'll try to instill the importance of free massages and face painting so everyone will be happy! (I am open to bribes if there is anything "specific" you want him to learn... jk)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia"&gt;Man, what I wouldn't do for a free house right about now...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-4302638315363405800?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/4302638315363405800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=4302638315363405800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4302638315363405800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4302638315363405800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/06/world-domination.html' title='World Domination'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/Ska-qmNq-9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/OQMwjuC0YLs/s72-c/IMG_1387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-8390197083516247684</id><published>2009-06-08T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:07:20.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE MONTHS LATER...</title><content type='html'>Now are we really all that surprised? This is pretty typical of me and I think we all knew that going into this whole "blog" thing. Well, no sense in dwelling on things we cant change (which if you know me at all you know I ALWAYS dwell on the things I can't change, so lets just pretend I'm the kind of person who is quick to move on...) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-cap on life: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;Jesse called me one Friday morning to tell me that he was on his way home from work because during his morning meeting he had received news that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Idearc&lt;/span&gt; (the company he works for) had dissolved the Utah chapter completely (speaking of "The Company" Mark if you ever happen to read this, How upset are you about the end of Prison Break?! I don't know if I have ever wanted to throw our couch at the TV screen quite so badly! Worst ending ever!!! Jesse and I were very disappointed. Just wondering if you saw it...) So anyway that came as a bit of a shock (the lay off not prison break, though that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; shocking) I don't really know why I was surprised... his job depends entirely on the economy and it never crossed my mind that it might be at risk, that was admittedly pretty stupid on my part. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;After I finished wiping the egg off my face we sat down and decided there weren't a lot of job opportunities left for us in the ravaged and desolate economy of Utah (perhaps a little dramatic, but that's the way it felt at the time) so after much praying and dare I say little deliberation (and since he got offered a job there... or rather here) we decided: California. California was the place to be. The sunshine state. The land where dreams come true, and money pours down like rain as though it were manna from heaven... or something like that (did I mention we're actually making less than we were in Utah thanks to the cost of living) Once the decision was made for certain we packed our bags and took off for Texas! what? doesn't everybody go on a vacation to Texas when they've just found out they lost their job and are going to be moving their entire lives 900 miles with no real guarantee of success? That's what I thought now stop judging me and keep reading because in my defense my sister and her family lived there at the time and they were going to be moving to Germany! Germany people!!! you would do the same thing and don't say you wouldn't because you would be lying! You know it, I know it and the great state of Texas knows it too and if there's one thing you don't mess with its Texas! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;So anyway that's what we did, for almost two weeks (though you can't count three of those days because it was all driving) they were good days! we had grand leisurely hours of watching TV, a visit to The Alamo, taking grand kid photos (with 6 kids under 7... that's insanity) visiting the Air force base and stealing awesome deals that only the military are supposed to get, visiting the gym once or twice (is it just me or does the military produce an abnormally high amount of well toned young men? probably so they fit nicely into those uniforms... yeah I'm pretty sure that's why...) and Antiquing... which I LOVE its a good thing we happened to get our tax return right then so I could spend it all on shopping and not save any for a moving cushion... who needs one of those any way? (I'll tell you what I did need were adorable handmade aprons, wooden rocking horses and steak branders... you know, the kind of stuff you can't live without!) Oh and I forgot to mention our Valentines Day dinner... 100 dollars later I'm enjoying some really yummy crab... IT WAS REALLY GOOD!!! what do you want from me?!?!?! starvation?!? if we hadn't eaten there I'm pretty sure I would have STARVED!!! Thankfully we weren't spending our money we were spending the governments money that they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stole&lt;/span&gt; from us earlier in the year it was just our way of sticking it to the man... we needed to prove a point! it was our money and we could spend it any way we wanted! FREE COUNTRY (or so I hear) anyway after our patriotic dinner we decided we had done enough damage and headed to California to scout shelter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;After a quick detour for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caity's&lt;/span&gt; wedding, we found a small humble apt. off Indian hill and San Jose in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Claremont&lt;/span&gt;. I say small and humble because it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;small and humble. I don't mind the size so much as the occasional helicopter spotlight in my backyard or the constant cleaning of my washer and dryer that are so exquisitely housed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt;. I could mention how difficult its been going from apt. to house and then back to an apartment but I feel that would be a waste of time as I imagine you all understand why this would be so frustrating. The pro's of course (I know you were starting to think there weren't any) are that Jesse is now close enough that he can come home for lunch and of course there's the beach... I guess, but I'm finding that an inadequate trade off for my outside appliances. Disneyland I suppose would be worth any outdoor placed appliance (that should be housed indoors, it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; annoying) but we have yet to find the expendable income for passes (someday happiest place on earth, someday!) Oh what a roller coaster! I'm starting to think you can never get off the ride!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;So anyway here we are three months later wondering who would win in a battle to the death: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;                                       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;              &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Huntsman vs. Schwarzenegger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; "&gt;In reality we're just looking for an answer to: "why did we feel good about this again?" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's what happens when you fly by the seat of your pants... sometimes you end up losing your pants completely and find yourself in point of fact pants-less and exposed for the world to snicker at, all 3 foot (something) of your substructure! And how absurd you look when you try to act like you did it on purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More updates to follow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-8390197083516247684?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/8390197083516247684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=8390197083516247684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/8390197083516247684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/8390197083516247684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/06/four-months-later.html' title='THREE MONTHS LATER...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-5806802293035511008</id><published>2009-04-13T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:51:35.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is wishing she were cool.</title><content type='html'>Oh wait I don't have face book... STUPID! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-5806802293035511008?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5806802293035511008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=5806802293035511008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5806802293035511008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5806802293035511008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-wishing-she-were-cool.html' title='Is wishing she were cool.'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-8334318778284354288</id><published>2009-02-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:27:58.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating babies isn't funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SYi2zUAXJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/o0UkNlgibRg/s1600-h/Photo+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SYi2zUAXJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/o0UkNlgibRg/s400/Photo+194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298685954261198770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-8334318778284354288?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/8334318778284354288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=8334318778284354288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/8334318778284354288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/8334318778284354288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/02/eating-babies-isnt-funny.html' title='Eating babies isn&apos;t funny!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SYi2zUAXJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/o0UkNlgibRg/s72-c/Photo+194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-4092258361198179610</id><published>2009-02-02T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:09:42.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah... the simple life of pac-man,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eat dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-4092258361198179610?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/4092258361198179610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=4092258361198179610&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4092258361198179610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/4092258361198179610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ah-simple-life-of-pac-man_02.html' title='Ah... the simple life of pac-man,'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-841233716026632509</id><published>2009-01-10T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:29:56.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of flight and fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over a year ago Jesse and I bought each other "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the gift of flight&lt;/span&gt;" for Christmas (an ironic coincidence since neither of us knew the others plans for their gift) Unfortunately, I shortly thereafter conceived who would become the fourth and fifth members of our family. So, my first flying lesson and Jesse's "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;introduction to sky diving&lt;/span&gt;" got put on hold for the greater good of parenthood. Though both certificates had expired my husband used his mad people skills to convince both companies to allow us to take our beloved flying lessons anyway! And so began:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 10th 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our day of flight and fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - 12:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah thats right Maverick here flew a plane today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(If I were being honest I would tell you that, Jesse actually named me Ice-Man in the air and my flight instructor 'Maverick' who in turn named him Goose, of course since this is my story and my day of flight I get to be Maverick. got that? I am Maverick. me! me! me! on a side note I think its only just that Jesse (Goose) dies... it serves him right for not naming me Maverick in the first place!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmFvxN5pQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/saT_L1XdmRM/s400/IMG_4646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289906293035345154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Right before take off! its too bad you cant see how awesome I looked in my headset because of "seatbelt face" Whatever, I was there I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; I looked cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmiepDT1yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7JL5WL--Lm4/s320/IMG_4630_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289937884622870306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's that you say? I look freakin sweet next to the plane I flew? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever, its no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmmbOWhgzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/KTcMchMIHmw/s320/IMG_4656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289942223962604338" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My flight instructor Erin and I rockin it next to the plane I flew, I practically tought her a thing or two with my plane flying wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmEroMv-pI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ngzeaYu-638/s200/IMG_4655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289905122383493778" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Goose trying to look cool. We both know he cant though because Goose never looks as cool next to Maverick, though I love him for trying. Alfa, Bravo, Charlie, Niner-Niner N597FA is clear for take off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmEetXm8vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AipSo_nxLew/s320/IMG_4660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289904900432917234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Who knew goggles and a jumpsuit could make a man look so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmELYejkfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ibXSP51KvPI/s200/IMG_4662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289904568407396850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A natural at sky diving &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(in enclosed spaces that is with no threat of death or bodily harm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmGO8B08YI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9c5_cEJB64M/s400/IMG_4666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289906828513440130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmEAXQAbXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YQeKIPeVixc/s1600-h/IMG_4667.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;      I thought giving him this gift would cure him of his need to jump from high places... unfortunately I only fueled his love for peril. Apparently guys like to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt;... who knew! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(speaking of fuel did I mention I flew a plane today?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmEAXQAbXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YQeKIPeVixc/s320/IMG_4667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289904379099377010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST FACE EVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmD2AML4nI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OF9lX8gFj6k/s200/IMG_4667_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289904201110643314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures of us on our way to dinner and the rediculous conversation that ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmtMM6_qcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/qiAyhKXa_so/s400/IMG_4697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289949662462060994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie: "Honey, you have like four chins in that picture, you have to hold your chin out and down" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse: "like this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmCValy_bI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3X_N1o-pqg8/s1600-h/IMG_4698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmCValy_bI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3X_N1o-pqg8/s200/IMG_4698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289902541750074802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse: "or how about this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmCOAeWKzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gtr_nX0L_b8/s1600-h/IMG_4699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmCOAeWKzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gtr_nX0L_b8/s200/IMG_4699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289902414480419634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Jesse: "or maybe this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie's thoughts during this picture: "I married a mad and slightly large nostrilled man"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmB7anCpvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Mh1XM8zRQRM/s1600-h/IMG_4700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmB7anCpvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Mh1XM8zRQRM/s200/IMG_4700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289902095078696690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;6:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stop off at Kay Jewler because every kiss begins with it... or because I got my ring cleaned and for funzies un-soddered from the wedding band. Memories flood back to the night Jesse proposed as I gaze at the newly detailed diamond (and my oddly over porous hands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmBogqDE2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/v_M3sR7uZVE/s1600-h/IMG_4705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmBogqDE2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/v_M3sR7uZVE/s200/IMG_4705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289901770284405602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;6:45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;7:45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A quick stop in front of 'Otavios' italian cuisine restorant'e for a photo and then back in the car to begin our decent home. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(speaking of decent did I mention I flew a plane today?)&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah and we ate here too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmBXEjDnCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vlRE4QuXo14/s1600-h/IMG_4711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmBXEjDnCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vlRE4QuXo14/s320/IMG_4711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289901470681111586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My impersonation of a blow fish... whatever it was my first try and a person cant be expected to excel at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(speaking of excel...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmBKbyaHMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9jSJrMEBijw/s1600-h/IMG_4712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmBKbyaHMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9jSJrMEBijw/s200/IMG_4712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289901253581216962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;8:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie: "Hey, remember that time I flew a plane? that was Awesome!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie: "Crap! tomorrow is sunday and we need a few groceries"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse: *head bowed in shame*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MILK?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmA817fbaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UjJjvvL6MWU/s1600-h/IMG_4713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmA817fbaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UjJjvvL6MWU/s200/IMG_4713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289901020080467362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BREAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmAyCqzAZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eSNTJpg5q00/s1600-h/IMG_4715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmAyCqzAZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eSNTJpg5q00/s200/IMG_4715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289900834521547154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What the Pace recipes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmAg8SOI4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/L9xSNEB6fiY/s1600-h/IMG_4718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmAg8SOI4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/L9xSNEB6fiY/s320/IMG_4718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289900540750078850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mini martinelli's, how I love thee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Note: I didn't actually buy these I just saw them in somebody elses cart and couldn't believe how awesome they were!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmAJWtSgfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nPEDC7AWDF8/s1600-h/IMG_4720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmAJWtSgfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nPEDC7AWDF8/s200/IMG_4720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289900135526072818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST DAY OF FLIGHT AND FUN EVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P.S. Just for the record, the only thing that would have made it better would have been owning the purse I saw at Urban- one (I might add) of the most beautiful purses in all creation of mankind. Thank you urban... no thank you poorness :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P.S.S. Did I mention I flew a plane today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.S.S. This is a video of me on the controls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-532071bb34813f62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D532071bb34813f62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331402039%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D375C465235CF33424CEC045FAFE42494036C11AE.6057C4B72E1954F18DF051846A35BC9EC42AC037%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D532071bb34813f62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTZqThIOo891a_6PqJX_eBAGb8q4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D532071bb34813f62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331402039%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D375C465235CF33424CEC045FAFE42494036C11AE.6057C4B72E1954F18DF051846A35BC9EC42AC037%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D532071bb34813f62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTZqThIOo891a_6PqJX_eBAGb8q4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Elijah Wood can't hold a candle to my flying skills and I didn't even have a young/old version of Mel Gibson teaching me! Too bad we can't all be forever young)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-841233716026632509?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=532071bb34813f62&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/841233716026632509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=841233716026632509&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/841233716026632509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/841233716026632509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-of-flight-and-fun.html' title='Day of flight and fun'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWmFvxN5pQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/saT_L1XdmRM/s72-c/IMG_4646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-1860785399315224209</id><published>2009-01-08T11:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:41:18.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's recapitulate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK so here's a little update blogger style for those of you who attempted to follow the blog that Jesse started when Elliott was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seemed like we went from here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ1wvBxMGI/AAAAAAAAACs/h6s0fp12Nes/s320/DSCF0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289044292511281250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;           To here In like a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ2T7Udo4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/x0s3JTpmSXc/s320/elliot3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289044897106338690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      And what used to be "Jesse and Lacie" became "Jesse and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie + miniature Jesse"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ27-6kBVI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZOQpYXLrb1M/s320/elliot+092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289045585266214226" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        He got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ35KiSPyI/AAAAAAAAADU/3-dAgdHgB3Q/s320/005_5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289046636357631778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  bigger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ4TB4hHAI/AAAAAAAAADc/mO_hnA5kRVY/s1600-h/5615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ4TB4hHAI/AAAAAAAAADc/mO_hnA5kRVY/s320/5615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289047080711560194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               faster than expected. (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe a little faster in this re-cap than in actual life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ2n6fCKWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/amVlS_cGWqA/s320/IMG_4596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289045240479623522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   We were a happy family of three, until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ3llA_C3I/AAAAAAAAADM/5JZXIYJzalY/s1600-h/pictures+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ3llA_C3I/AAAAAAAAADM/5JZXIYJzalY/s320/pictures+075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289046299868334962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silly me started to feel like something was missing. Little did I know just how much that was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;March 12th 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. A: "So why are we here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie: "I'm pregnant but we don't know how far along I am"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse: "Yeah she thinks she's only a month along, but I think it's closer to two or three because it already looks like she's showing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. A: "Well lets see who's right" *places ultrasound slime and ultrasound stick thingy on Lacie's uterus, seconds later removes it and has a little chuckle to himself before turning to Jesse saying "Well she isn't as far along as you think she is"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie: "HA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse: *frowny face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. A: "OK so... see this little black thing there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and Lacie: "yeah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. A: "That's your baby"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and Lacie: "awww"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. A: "And see this little black thing here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and Lacie: *trying to find black thing #2 on confusing ultrasound picture*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. A: "That's your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; baby"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and Lacie: *stunned silence*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;excepting of course  a few "words" that may have been thought)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I were super computer savvy and quick about it I would include the actual picture of the ultrasound that day... too bad for you, computers and I have a bit of an on going feud &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(one of them caught fire once while I was using it. it's not really a long story but you still probably shouldn't ask)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I try to keep my use of them to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Note: this is not actually the picture from that day but that was where and how I was sitting when I found out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZf7jfw8lI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZivN1lBCxas/s320/IMG_1499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289020289138618962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   Six months later I look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZftxLCYXI/AAAAAAAAACE/qjqE6ubuKDM/s320/IMG_2642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289020052291608946" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(P.S. I hate it when people tell me I look &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; in this picture. where and on what planet is that a compliment? This may surprise you but I was actually aware of how big I was... it isn't as though I took this picture, looked at it and said: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Man do I look dainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;!" So unless you are talking about the magnitude of my heart or the size of my breasts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't want to hear it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 28th 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; A and B had finally arrived! later they would be known as Sofia Evolet and Scarlet Ruth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZfG7N37cI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OdIhdWnC0AI/s1600-h/IMG_2676_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZfG7N37cI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OdIhdWnC0AI/s320/IMG_2676_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289019384972963266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; This isn't the most recent picture of them but it's too stinken cute not to include!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZeGggZRaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/u0ncIQoaQJI/s320/IMG_4026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289018278291260834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there you have it. From a family of two, to a family of three, to a family of five in the blink of an eye &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(or the scroll of a page)&lt;/span&gt; Who knew life could fly by so quickly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZdvldl3bI/AAAAAAAAABs/pv8TbtkwOno/s320/Img_1560000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289017884484689330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-1860785399315224209?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/1860785399315224209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=1860785399315224209&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1860785399315224209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/1860785399315224209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-recapitulate.html' title='Let&apos;s recapitulate'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWZ1wvBxMGI/AAAAAAAAACs/h6s0fp12Nes/s72-c/DSCF0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-7926173903868900357</id><published>2009-01-06T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:06:48.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The offspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRS0ufOXXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QR21dkdtpiM/s1600-h/IMG_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRS0ufOXXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QR21dkdtpiM/s320/IMG_4358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288442928225475954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I grew up and had a million babies in like two days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-7926173903868900357?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/7926173903868900357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=7926173903868900357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/7926173903868900357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/7926173903868900357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/01/offspring.html' title='The offspring'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRS0ufOXXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QR21dkdtpiM/s72-c/IMG_4358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3009301184599406061.post-5659815769973126647</id><published>2009-01-06T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:21:21.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LAST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My very first blog *sigh* have you been waiting with baited breath for this moment? I know I have. Oh blog, what wonderful times we will have! What stories we'll tell, what glorious memories we'll create!  Oh and blog, Promise not to be mad if I forget about you from time to time as a result of the 400 babies I seem constantly surrounded by, what can you do? they're only children&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3009301184599406061-5659815769973126647?l=crossingdelilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5659815769973126647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3009301184599406061&amp;postID=5659815769973126647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5659815769973126647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3009301184599406061/posts/default/5659815769973126647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingdelilah.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-last.html' title='AT LAST!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177133938059194766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku1T7FNP8xw/SWRCDKqsEfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s49Obywwo9c/S220/IMG_4511.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
