<?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-1733468575807447927</id><updated>2012-01-31T09:31:00.039-07:00</updated><category term='harry potter'/><category term='the kid'/><category term='phriday'/><category term='Christmas 11'/><category term='it&apos;s my party'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='just a day in the life...'/><category term='Silent Sundays'/><category term='the peak and the pit'/><category term='from the heart.'/><category term='tag'/><category term='The Sunglasses Game'/><category term='letters to kuck'/><category term='Brad says the darndest things'/><category term='Christmas 10'/><category term='let them eat cake'/><category term='Christmas 08'/><category term='conceit'/><category term='Opinions Please'/><category term='hundreds'/><category term='all made up'/><category term='archives'/><title type='text'>THE MARRIED FOLK | killing time in provo | being awesome | eating food | cooking stuff</title><subtitle type='html'>Here you will find entertaining posts from the life of Whitney and Brad, perhaps two of the coolest people you'll ever know. Throwing parties. Party planning. Food. Provo. Awesomeness. Harry Potter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>358</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-5876940111526866224</id><published>2012-01-31T09:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T09:31:00.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>We've been running around California and Vegas for a week, and today we'll be heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I've been enjoying the lovely warm weather, I can't wait to be home and to sleep in my own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LeSljX4LbX0/TyeZFqVp2cI/AAAAAAAACRk/9CCHJN8rnZ8/s1600/themarriedfolk+home+sweet+home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LeSljX4LbX0/TyeZFqVp2cI/AAAAAAAACRk/9CCHJN8rnZ8/s640/themarriedfolk+home+sweet+home.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7b3DuTUMHU4/TyeZEY4prkI/AAAAAAAACRU/paUOjXj90Qg/s1600/themarriedfolk+bedroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7b3DuTUMHU4/TyeZEY4prkI/AAAAAAAACRU/paUOjXj90Qg/s640/themarriedfolk+bedroom.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-5876940111526866224?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5876940111526866224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=5876940111526866224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5876940111526866224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5876940111526866224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LeSljX4LbX0/TyeZFqVp2cI/AAAAAAAACRk/9CCHJN8rnZ8/s72-c/themarriedfolk+home+sweet+home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1247493785331457166</id><published>2012-01-29T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:01:00.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silent Sundays'/><title type='text'>Another gift for a Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/404744_10151220999870038_672225037_22651931_589266748_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/404744_10151220999870038_672225037_22651931_589266748_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As always, please feel free to add your own caption in the comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1247493785331457166?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1247493785331457166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1247493785331457166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1247493785331457166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1247493785331457166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-gift-for-sunday.html' title='Another gift for a Sunday'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6347546994490436028</id><published>2012-01-27T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:28:57.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phriday'/><title type='text'>phriday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-zewWK4fmo/TyOVND65jrI/AAAAAAAACRM/6jUZdnwTbXQ/s1600/themarriedfolk+phriday+california.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-zewWK4fmo/TyOVND65jrI/AAAAAAAACRM/6jUZdnwTbXQ/s640/themarriedfolk+phriday+california.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Phriday = Photobooth Day! Three cheers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I looked like after three and a half hours of emails this morning. Proves how popular &lt;a href="http://simplicityphotography.com/blog/#"&gt;my boss&lt;/a&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the babies looked like after arriving in Californ-I-A for a day (ish).... Two babies, two sisters, and one dad in a five seater car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6347546994490436028?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6347546994490436028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6347546994490436028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6347546994490436028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6347546994490436028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/phriday.html' title='phriday'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-zewWK4fmo/TyOVND65jrI/AAAAAAAACRM/6jUZdnwTbXQ/s72-c/themarriedfolk+phriday+california.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7484060113586255430</id><published>2012-01-26T22:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:21:36.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to kuck'/><title type='text'>dear blad,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uyGAQwb1aAs/TyJef8mZj5I/AAAAAAAACRE/f4SlMdKbBnk/s1600/themarriedfolk+-+purple+hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uyGAQwb1aAs/TyJef8mZj5I/AAAAAAAACRE/f4SlMdKbBnk/s640/themarriedfolk+-+purple+hair.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Tuesday I went to watch Kellen's middle school basketball team play against my old junior high.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, when I walked into the gym, both his coaches stopped and said, "Ho-ly purple."&lt;br /&gt;Kellen: "That's my sister."&lt;br /&gt;Coaches: "Really?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they were shocked that my ultra-conservative brother had someone who shared his DNA who also had crazy lady hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect way to end my stint with purple hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping California is sunny and bright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7484060113586255430?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7484060113586255430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7484060113586255430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7484060113586255430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7484060113586255430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-blad.html' title='dear blad,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uyGAQwb1aAs/TyJef8mZj5I/AAAAAAAACRE/f4SlMdKbBnk/s72-c/themarriedfolk+-+purple+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-5774799090825880884</id><published>2012-01-22T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:03:42.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silent Sundays'/><title type='text'>Silent Sundays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IL6gtXALkHE/TxhzRMVxnHI/AAAAAAAACQk/YEi0aL-irpM/s1600/themarriedfolk+baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IL6gtXALkHE/TxhzRMVxnHI/AAAAAAAACQk/YEi0aL-irpM/s640/themarriedfolk+baby.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please feel free to add your own caption in the comments.&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/1733468575807447927-5774799090825880884?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5774799090825880884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=5774799090825880884&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5774799090825880884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5774799090825880884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/silent-sundays.html' title='Silent Sundays'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IL6gtXALkHE/TxhzRMVxnHI/AAAAAAAACQk/YEi0aL-irpM/s72-c/themarriedfolk+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7121029873165506922</id><published>2012-01-21T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:53:02.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Rock Advanced Walking</title><content type='html'>While in Vegas, we went on a little "advanced walking" (it wasn't hike-y enough to call it hiking) trip. We ate some Capriotti's (mmm... Capriotti's, I tried the Capistrami which was delicious) and headed out about an hour before sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We carried babies and had photo ops, and I even sniped a picture of my little brother (he's in that "don't take pictures of me" phase).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;{when you're already carrying a half sleeping baby, you "incorrectly" use your moby wrap like a sling to support your arms. naturally.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei6icfdQ9r4/Txhw9p663AI/AAAAAAAACPg/WaVkWCFYtWM/s1600/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+children.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei6icfdQ9r4/Txhw9p663AI/AAAAAAAACPg/WaVkWCFYtWM/s640/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+children.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6QDfUaAGpU/Txhw-v4u-uI/AAAAAAAACPo/3sM8OwiXOoY/s1600/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+sky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6QDfUaAGpU/Txhw-v4u-uI/AAAAAAAACPo/3sM8OwiXOoY/s640/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+sky.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vss33pr6H-M/Txhw_WVivxI/AAAAAAAACPw/mNucu2qyL98/s1600/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+sniping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vss33pr6H-M/Txhw_WVivxI/AAAAAAAACPw/mNucu2qyL98/s640/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+sniping.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ia5H_t5o15s/TxhxAL17iQI/AAAAAAAACP4/__zEaoAsooI/s1600/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+tia+mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ia5H_t5o15s/TxhxAL17iQI/AAAAAAAACP4/__zEaoAsooI/s640/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+tia+mom.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwRot8FQovE/TxhxA3crxPI/AAAAAAAACQA/zQ5le6sOarA/s1600/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwRot8FQovE/TxhxA3crxPI/AAAAAAAACQA/zQ5le6sOarA/s640/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1733468575807447927-7121029873165506922?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7121029873165506922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7121029873165506922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7121029873165506922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7121029873165506922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/red-rock-advanced-walking.html' title='Red Rock Advanced Walking'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei6icfdQ9r4/Txhw9p663AI/AAAAAAAACPg/WaVkWCFYtWM/s72-c/themarriedfolk+redrock+advanced+walking+children.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3433381834997922748</id><published>2012-01-19T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T12:46:17.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowlin'!!!</title><content type='html'>We took a little bowling trip to prove our major athleticism (or lack thereof). The best part about bowling? Making up names of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hvDMY0f8Nw/TxhyJxNwErI/AAAAAAAACQU/qcL5kZDVag4/s1600/themarriedfolk+bowling+nomeclature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hvDMY0f8Nw/TxhyJxNwErI/AAAAAAAACQU/qcL5kZDVag4/s640/themarriedfolk+bowling+nomeclature.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I obviously had a high score of most gutter balls in a row. Trust me, I was trying. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej93_27SG58/TxhyI808TqI/AAAAAAAACQM/ytTzP4qVFYo/s1600/themarriedfolk+bowling+high+score.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej93_27SG58/TxhyI808TqI/AAAAAAAACQM/ytTzP4qVFYo/s640/themarriedfolk+bowling+high+score.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnWRrcrKXmU/TxhyKfEWdaI/AAAAAAAACQc/HdyLULQxAOg/s1600/themarriedfolk+bowling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnWRrcrKXmU/TxhyKfEWdaI/AAAAAAAACQc/HdyLULQxAOg/s640/themarriedfolk+bowling.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3433381834997922748?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3433381834997922748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3433381834997922748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3433381834997922748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3433381834997922748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/bowlin.html' title='Bowlin&apos;!!!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hvDMY0f8Nw/TxhyJxNwErI/AAAAAAAACQU/qcL5kZDVag4/s72-c/themarriedfolk+bowling+nomeclature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8440706679703745800</id><published>2012-01-13T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T00:15:36.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceit'/><title type='text'>photobooth friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;no, this isn't really a new series per se (i reserve the right to change my mind though),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but it IS friday, and this IS a photobooth shot (or four).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAHapCHo-bo/TxEqXqEvoNI/AAAAAAAACPQ/2pC7JHUdbqs/s1600/friday+the+13th+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAHapCHo-bo/TxEqXqEvoNI/AAAAAAAACPQ/2pC7JHUdbqs/s640/friday+the+13th+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftiwhyi_mY0/TxEqYGdAvHI/AAAAAAAACPY/0k-5L2zhArI/s1600/friday+the+13th.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ftiwhyi_mY0/TxEqYGdAvHI/AAAAAAAACPY/0k-5L2zhArI/s640/friday+the+13th.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our bad luck came in the form of a screaming baby for a twenty minute car ride to red iguana,&lt;br /&gt;but then we were blessed with good luck in the form of a child asleep before eleven thirty...&lt;br /&gt;weird, the way things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8440706679703745800?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8440706679703745800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8440706679703745800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8440706679703745800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8440706679703745800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/photobooth-friday.html' title='photobooth friday'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAHapCHo-bo/TxEqXqEvoNI/AAAAAAAACPQ/2pC7JHUdbqs/s72-c/friday+the+13th+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-242051100415964148</id><published>2012-01-12T23:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:09:12.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best way to spread Christmas cheer...</title><content type='html'>is by posting all my fantastic photos on January 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 1: Christmas Eve at the Royals... (and no, I do not have a pregnant belly. That, my friends, is a result from slouching. Don't slouch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K299Cas1rmw/Tw_iD-_3NyI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vSrR6hd8pNw/s1600/christmas+eve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K299Cas1rmw/Tw_iD-_3NyI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vSrR6hd8pNw/s640/christmas+eve.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Part 2: Awaking Christmas morning at the Horito household (lest you be confused, we have now changed locations).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xci8mcD1rvE/Tw_iDKRSE_I/AAAAAAAACOI/DtlsiurHxtw/s1600/christmas+boys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xci8mcD1rvE/Tw_iDKRSE_I/AAAAAAAACOI/DtlsiurHxtw/s640/christmas+boys.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Growing up, my mom always bought us pajamas for Christmas Eve. Naturally, I carried this on for my child and bought him some pajamas for Christmas Eve. So did both his grandmas. Basically, our kid is the best dressed sleeper on the block.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6OwDYHrt88M/Tw_iE0gNiLI/AAAAAAAACOg/K4zlZI6acsM/s1600/christmas+harajuku.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6OwDYHrt88M/Tw_iE0gNiLI/AAAAAAAACOg/K4zlZI6acsM/s640/christmas+harajuku.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brad surprised me with these killer headphones! (well, as much as you can surprise me. I was surprised when he told me about them in November. Yes I ruin Christmas.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DildprKaVFc/Tw_iC_sFkFI/AAAAAAAACOA/ux7C1DcV6O0/s1600/christmas++harajuku.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DildprKaVFc/Tw_iC_sFkFI/AAAAAAAACOA/ux7C1DcV6O0/s640/christmas++harajuku.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-QiZ77eAxA/Tw_iGoJ37DI/AAAAAAAACOw/5UePqUnZE7w/s1600/christmas+kellen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-QiZ77eAxA/Tw_iGoJ37DI/AAAAAAAACOw/5UePqUnZE7w/s640/christmas+kellen.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little brother's friend got him this 2nd place trophy. And my little brother's new thing this year was "couple's gifts" hence our bounty of Jones Soda. Score!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06Ea357HbhY/Tw_iIG0MemI/AAAAAAAACPA/PmRXggwjsTw/s1600/christmas+tricksters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06Ea357HbhY/Tw_iIG0MemI/AAAAAAAACPA/PmRXggwjsTw/s640/christmas+tricksters.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;These jokesters trying to throw unthrowables. They also made my brother open about a thousand presents of random attic items before giving him his real gift.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Part 3: A return to the Royals for even more Christmas splendor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4T1vhFruPNE/Tw_iHWoHe2I/AAAAAAAACO4/C4PXhJ6ilUk/s1600/christmas+royal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4T1vhFruPNE/Tw_iHWoHe2I/AAAAAAAACO4/C4PXhJ6ilUk/s640/christmas+royal.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v10tifVKGL4/Tw_iEUeoqlI/AAAAAAAACOY/rPt7ipaRgjk/s1600/christmas+gifts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v10tifVKGL4/Tw_iEUeoqlI/AAAAAAAACOY/rPt7ipaRgjk/s640/christmas+gifts.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just &amp;nbsp;your usual tongue scraper and Jimmer dvd...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MD3kotKCR24/Tw_iF-sIPwI/AAAAAAAACOo/bwctjxdRk7o/s1600/christmas+jordan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MD3kotKCR24/Tw_iF-sIPwI/AAAAAAAACOo/bwctjxdRk7o/s640/christmas+jordan.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Talking to &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot.html"&gt;Brad's little brother&lt;/a&gt; who is on a mission in the Philippines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little more festive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1733468575807447927-242051100415964148?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/242051100415964148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=242051100415964148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/242051100415964148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/242051100415964148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/best-way-to-spread-christmas-cheer.html' title='the best way to spread Christmas cheer...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K299Cas1rmw/Tw_iD-_3NyI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vSrR6hd8pNw/s72-c/christmas+eve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7299547731832448346</id><published>2012-01-08T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T17:50:58.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>real friends meet their friends in parking lots to say hi</title><content type='html'>and meet ninjas and let their dogs pee and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WaHiLVEdrLA/Two3KaCRuKI/AAAAAAAACNA/3wiCc0OcWN8/s1600/in+a+parking+lot+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WaHiLVEdrLA/Two3KaCRuKI/AAAAAAAACNA/3wiCc0OcWN8/s400/in+a+parking+lot+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5A49A0Anqc/Two3KklPMgI/AAAAAAAACNE/pqUgg1GgB_U/s1600/in+a+parking+lot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5A49A0Anqc/Two3KklPMgI/AAAAAAAACNE/pqUgg1GgB_U/s1600/in+a+parking+lot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2E3tgZauKKA/Two5CgMuraI/AAAAAAAACNo/lFHkccU1Qw0/s1600/in+a+parking+lot+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2E3tgZauKKA/Two5CgMuraI/AAAAAAAACNo/lFHkccU1Qw0/s400/in+a+parking+lot+4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tgp13XYwIz8/Two5DAxVeUI/AAAAAAAACNw/G1zlLJfv1k8/s1600/in+a+parking+lot+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tgp13XYwIz8/Two5DAxVeUI/AAAAAAAACNw/G1zlLJfv1k8/s400/in+a+parking+lot+5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJzdXYogodw/Two5DfiqzTI/AAAAAAAACN4/38szzMkyMgQ/s1600/in+a+parking+lot3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJzdXYogodw/Two5DfiqzTI/AAAAAAAACN4/38szzMkyMgQ/s400/in+a+parking+lot3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://theshieldsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;thanks dude.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7299547731832448346?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7299547731832448346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7299547731832448346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7299547731832448346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7299547731832448346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-friends-meet-their-friends-in.html' title='real friends meet their friends in parking lots to say hi'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WaHiLVEdrLA/Two3KaCRuKI/AAAAAAAACNA/3wiCc0OcWN8/s72-c/in+a+parking+lot+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6651719695647774757</id><published>2012-01-04T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:33:06.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anniversarymas</title><content type='html'>For anniversarymas, I asked to be able to sleep through the night. So we left my baby at my parents' house and booked a room at the Aria.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVfOHtv2OQ8/TwU0rI9RN9I/AAAAAAAACMg/K-h2KBMMSZE/s1600/DSC_0664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVfOHtv2OQ8/TwU0rI9RN9I/AAAAAAAACMg/K-h2KBMMSZE/s320/DSC_0664.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When Brad proposed, he had cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory. Last summer, I decided that we should get cheesecake as an annual anniversary celebration so that one day we can try them all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year, we checked Snickers and Chocolate Coconut off of the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSpNPh9E0S4/TwU0sN8cymI/AAAAAAAACMw/9XHP8Lw-cfc/s1600/DSC_0666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSpNPh9E0S4/TwU0sN8cymI/AAAAAAAACMw/9XHP8Lw-cfc/s320/DSC_0666.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9gGFZeuOIIs/TwU0ri22y3I/AAAAAAAACMo/uadvix6wynk/s1600/DSC_0665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9gGFZeuOIIs/TwU0ri22y3I/AAAAAAAACMo/uadvix6wynk/s320/DSC_0665.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The whipped cream was just ok (sad face), but the crust was fantastical!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkTBoRcPfqQ/TwU0tHkMV9I/AAAAAAAACM4/RQfD38biP5U/s1600/DSC_0668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkTBoRcPfqQ/TwU0tHkMV9I/AAAAAAAACM4/RQfD38biP5U/s640/DSC_0668.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, the blackout curtains failed at blocking out the light (hello sunshine), but they were really awesome and fancy with a magic button remote on my nightstand!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yay for 4 years of my Mrs status and &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-married.html"&gt;for no BCS lameness to ruin our anniversary&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6651719695647774757?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6651719695647774757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6651719695647774757&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6651719695647774757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6651719695647774757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/anniversarymas.html' title='anniversarymas'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVfOHtv2OQ8/TwU0rI9RN9I/AAAAAAAACMg/K-h2KBMMSZE/s72-c/DSC_0664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4000797179548334169</id><published>2012-01-01T17:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T17:31:31.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>here's to more blogging, more adventures, and more photos of the kid.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://distilleryimage7.instagram.com/23dec744344e11e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://distilleryimage7.instagram.com/23dec744344e11e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4000797179548334169?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4000797179548334169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4000797179548334169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4000797179548334169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4000797179548334169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4367319650500965632</id><published>2011-12-24T08:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T11:37:34.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 11'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Eve!</title><content type='html'>Oh, you wanted to see our cards from this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIY5aLBGHlM/TuxFL7Xto1I/AAAAAAAACMU/HzyPEJEH620/s1600/Royal+Front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="328" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIY5aLBGHlM/TuxFL7Xto1I/AAAAAAAACMU/HzyPEJEH620/s640/Royal+Front.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6QK2lVIXBY/TuxFLcbgprI/AAAAAAAACMM/Wp1ttajFpOI/s1600/Royal+Back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="328" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6QK2lVIXBY/TuxFLcbgprI/AAAAAAAACMM/Wp1ttajFpOI/s640/Royal+Back.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite card yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Buy yourself a Christmas Eve gift like I did... &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/88716627/hue-hum-christmas-digital-download"&gt;Hue &amp;amp; Hum Christmas Digital Download&lt;/a&gt;. You won't be sorry (unless you realize that you should have been listening to this since Black Friday like I did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_946464228"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_946464229"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4367319650500965632?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4367319650500965632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4367319650500965632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4367319650500965632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4367319650500965632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-eve.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIY5aLBGHlM/TuxFL7Xto1I/AAAAAAAACMU/HzyPEJEH620/s72-c/Royal+Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6959634450575621229</id><published>2011-12-22T08:59:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:59:00.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nailed it.</title><content type='html'>haha. Nice pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember how killer my nails looked when I was checking off my Christmas list? In case you don't, here's a refresher:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcUGY17RirY/Tuw-IMDtDeI/AAAAAAAACLs/LP2jlZBmdm4/s1600/IMG_0358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcUGY17RirY/Tuw-IMDtDeI/AAAAAAAACLs/LP2jlZBmdm4/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I finally got around to trying out the Sally Hansen Salon Effects. A fellow "Nail Polish Whore" (as she liked to refer to herself/me) told me I HAD to try them, but I could never bring myself to drop the 9 bucks to do it. Then I spotted this plaid set at Target one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrdsnhVfYJA/Tuw-BKY_2II/AAAAAAAACLk/eQdjAhuwc-Q/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrdsnhVfYJA/Tuw-BKY_2II/AAAAAAAACLk/eQdjAhuwc-Q/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have been OBSESSING over them since I spotted them! I seriously asked Brad to look for these every time he ran errands to Wal-Mart, but they never existed. I thought I'd gone crazy. But last Friday on a trip to Target during an epic errand running adventure, I found them! I'm not crazy! I think they're a holiday special or something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, I tried them out and here's my thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pros:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No drying time! Dude guys, I have a baby. This leaves no time for painting/drying nails.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awesome plaid! I was dying to have plaid nails for Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 in 1! There are 16 strips in a package, but the strips are long so if you're a cheapo like me and you also like short nails, you can use one strips for two nails! Bam! I used less than half to do all my fingers!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you don't screw them up, they don't chip for a long time. It's been almost a week and they look pretty nifty (except for the spots where I figured there would be issues).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cons:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes some skill to put them on... If you look closely at my nails you can see the imperfections on the edges. I'm sure that if I keep this up though, I'll get better at it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minor imperfections during application = easier chipping two days later. And you can't just fill the holes with polish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Application is not super fast. However, they don't smudge and you don't have to wait for them to dry so it still ends up being shorter...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm psyched about my nails... Have you ever tried them? What were your results?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6959634450575621229?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6959634450575621229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6959634450575621229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6959634450575621229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6959634450575621229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/nailed-it.html' title='Nailed it.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcUGY17RirY/Tuw-IMDtDeI/AAAAAAAACLs/LP2jlZBmdm4/s72-c/IMG_0358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-836605336415707463</id><published>2011-12-20T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:34:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen this?!</title><content type='html'>I want this giant magic sparkly light ball to celebrate Brad being home for as many days as he was gone. And the ninja's 4 month birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Wf4VlWT4K0s?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to never being a married-single again and to a baby who goes to bed before 1:30 am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-836605336415707463?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/836605336415707463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=836605336415707463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/836605336415707463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/836605336415707463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-you-seen-this.html' title='Have you seen this?!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Wf4VlWT4K0s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4150633902165309401</id><published>2011-12-18T08:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T18:10:59.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still a blonde...</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, I realized my hair needed some love, so my friend Laura hooked me up. We go back to good old drama-filled note-writing days of high school (yep, she recently found evidence of this, and yet, she's still nice to me... Yep, she's that nice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like a new person now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-95xa7bvwo/TuxBllpmseI/AAAAAAAACL0/mSajzBU7vkQ/s1600/Photo+on+2011-12-17+at+00.14+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-95xa7bvwo/TuxBllpmseI/AAAAAAAACL0/mSajzBU7vkQ/s400/Photo+on+2011-12-17+at+00.14+%25233.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I forgot how much fun PhotoBooth effects can be.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://topsyhair.blogspot.com/"&gt;She has a killer blog with some killer plans for P-town.&lt;/a&gt; MK+A love? Secret insider tips and tricks? Games of true or false and salacious gossip/hair stories? Yep. They're there. And she's kindly accepting virtual friends so you can follow her and feel as cool as I do.&amp;nbsp;(Plus there's a giveaway going on that ends Wednesday...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4150633902165309401?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4150633902165309401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4150633902165309401&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4150633902165309401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4150633902165309401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-still-blonde.html' title='I&apos;m still a blonde...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-95xa7bvwo/TuxBllpmseI/AAAAAAAACL0/mSajzBU7vkQ/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-12-17+at+00.14+%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7611242719004734925</id><published>2011-12-16T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:37:09.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the peak and the pit'/><title type='text'>Christmas Spirit vs. Holiday Cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow we head out to Vegas after a whole twelve days of living in our new place this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This week consisted of half of those twelve days so they were pretty, pretty busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2c4-J0e1fAA/Tuwx8LEs6WI/AAAAAAAACKk/GUb8UDFYqcw/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2c4-J0e1fAA/Tuwx8LEs6WI/AAAAAAAACKk/GUb8UDFYqcw/s640/the+peak-01.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Getting into the Christmas spirit by making and plowing through a list of things to do before Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;1 | Tree up. 2 | Design and send Christmas cards. 3 | Hang up our sexy door hanging. 4 | Play Christmas music. 5 | Check out Christmas lights in our area. 6 | Get steamed milk and/or hot cocoa from the Cocoa Bean. 7 | Take the kid to Santa. 8 | Watch Elf. 9 | Make killer video of the kid to a Justin Beiber Christmas tune. 10 | Listen to the Christmas Devotional. 11 | Find and eat a &lt;a href="http://www.brandeating.com/2010/11/review-mcdonalds-holiday-pie.html"&gt;McDonald's Holiday Pie&lt;/a&gt;. 12 | Take a photo on Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added 1, 2, and 3 to the list because they were already done. And 4. Tonight, we did 5, 6, 7, and 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GY5N5Qo4Ba0/Tuw16vtFq1I/AAAAAAAACK0/57ScK6mN0Dc/s1600/IMG_0346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GY5N5Qo4Ba0/Tuw16vtFq1I/AAAAAAAACK0/57ScK6mN0Dc/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always see this house from a distance so we checked it out up close. It's like a mini temple square but you can sit in your car and be warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUS6R6jXsOE/Tuw2APbZXoI/AAAAAAAACK8/EBZGnvvk_xs/s1600/IMG_0349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUS6R6jXsOE/Tuw2APbZXoI/AAAAAAAACK8/EBZGnvvk_xs/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsuj1yGVVz0/Tuw2INHsW8I/AAAAAAAACLE/OHxRMMJE7KU/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsuj1yGVVz0/Tuw2INHsW8I/AAAAAAAACLE/OHxRMMJE7KU/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOG-M61FWuU/Tuw2NdcjfuI/AAAAAAAACLM/G88-7aB3l44/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOG-M61FWuU/Tuw2NdcjfuI/AAAAAAAACLM/G88-7aB3l44/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, check out my nails in this photo (but don't look too closely). I've been obsessing over these in my brain all month long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDLnEYdLDdM/Tuw2R0bNxYI/AAAAAAAACLU/IO9QJKggAV4/s1600/IMG_0358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDLnEYdLDdM/Tuw2R0bNxYI/AAAAAAAACLU/IO9QJKggAV4/s400/IMG_0358.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we ate at Cafe Paesan tonight. They had a Santa so we could bust that off of our list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odtQxPyKHVk/Tuw2SWykWFI/AAAAAAAACLc/Co0Bu0_Pdow/s1600/SANTA%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odtQxPyKHVk/Tuw2SWykWFI/AAAAAAAACLc/Co0Bu0_Pdow/s400/SANTA%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also cleaned the living areas in our house so it doesn't feel like a disaster zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4sMvbTaQNyY/Tuwx8r2FcPI/AAAAAAAACKs/_jNlpfBI_RQ/s1600/the+pit-02.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4sMvbTaQNyY/Tuwx8r2FcPI/AAAAAAAACKs/_jNlpfBI_RQ/s640/the+pit-02.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I always put too much on my plate at Christmas time. I think it's hereditary. This results in an anxiety-filled breaking point that my mom refers to as "Holiday Cheer." This surfaced on Wednesday night/Thursday morning when I freaked out that my house was claustrophobically small which inspired me to clean out the whole living room. The result is definitely a peak, but the process to get there was not so great. I woke Brad up at 3:30 am to tell him about it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me: Are you sleepy a lot or a little?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;brad: A lot. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me: I just cleaned the living room and it looks SO GOOD and I want you to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;brad: I'll look at it in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me: Ok. It's seriously amazing. Like, you're going to walk into the hallway and piss yourself it's so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That, my friends, felt like Christmas morning anticipation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7611242719004734925?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7611242719004734925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7611242719004734925&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7611242719004734925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7611242719004734925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-spirit-vs-holiday-cheer.html' title='Christmas Spirit vs. Holiday Cheer'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2c4-J0e1fAA/Tuwx8LEs6WI/AAAAAAAACKk/GUb8UDFYqcw/s72-c/the+peak-01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-670968993137846440</id><published>2011-12-08T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T02:19:49.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just really feel like blogging right now.</title><content type='html'>And so, here are some random, unimportant tidbits I'd like to send out into the universe &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;verse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;verse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;Apparently for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ytDGBofPpU/TuB_lNEQSII/AAAAAAAACKc/kh7R1xTXYuw/s1600/Photo+on+2011-12-08+at+01.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ytDGBofPpU/TuB_lNEQSII/AAAAAAAACKc/kh7R1xTXYuw/s400/Photo+on+2011-12-08+at+01.11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 | We're in Vegas this week. Yay Vegas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 | I have come to the conclusion that when you have those days where you just wake up feeling ;( that the cure is junk food. Hearty junk food - like fast food. None of the weak potato chips stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 | I think I'm going to do one of those 30 days 30 items challenges that were all the rage like three years ago. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;a. I'm basically going to be living from a suitcase for at lease 20 of the next 30 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;b. I wear the same thing almost every day anyways so this way I have an excuse for why I'm wearing the same shirt as the last time you saw me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;c. It will force me to get dressed on days where I would usually just hang out in my workout clothes from noon until ten thirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 | This is my outfit today. The photo is very non-descript, but you'll see plenty of these items over the next 30 days so I'm not too concerned. It consists of a 3/4 sleeve sweater I got on super sale while I worked at Macy's, my sexy GAP tee that is basically my dream shirt for fall, and the most comfy but legit looking corduroy leggings by HUE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 | &lt;a href="http://thestudentreview.org/2011/12/06/byu-idaho-bans-skinny-jeans/"&gt;BYU-Idaho bans skinny jeans WHA??!!&lt;/a&gt; Opinions please.&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/1733468575807447927-670968993137846440?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/670968993137846440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=670968993137846440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/670968993137846440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/670968993137846440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-just-really-feel-like-blogging-right.html' title='I just really feel like blogging right now.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ytDGBofPpU/TuB_lNEQSII/AAAAAAAACKc/kh7R1xTXYuw/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-12-08+at+01.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8877135499737633768</id><published>2011-12-05T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:13:58.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you love me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFlLQZaae6A/Tt2U_6JuspI/AAAAAAAACKU/9H8Yk27R7ag/s1600/Photo+on+2011-12-05+at+21.05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFlLQZaae6A/Tt2U_6JuspI/AAAAAAAACKU/9H8Yk27R7ag/s400/Photo+on+2011-12-05+at+21.05.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We watch a lot of tv around here...&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;So, tonight we were doing our ritual FHE of watching our guilty pleasure Gossip Girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know you'e watching it too. Don't lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's talk... Chuck?! Whaaa??? Hello Misha Barton/Marissa Cooper. If he dies from a car accident, I swear the show will tank within half a season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I have to wait until January to find out what the moron they have in mind. A Blaire love triangle? &amp;nbsp;Please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8877135499737633768?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8877135499737633768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8877135499737633768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8877135499737633768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8877135499737633768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-know-you-love-me.html' title='you know you love me...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFlLQZaae6A/Tt2U_6JuspI/AAAAAAAACKU/9H8Yk27R7ag/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-12-05+at+21.05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4053016176717859775</id><published>2011-12-03T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:48:02.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unpacking priorities</title><content type='html'>naturally, my first priority was making sure my tree was up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQhOPL0zN4s/TtsGR1DqN8I/AAAAAAAACKE/tlppzVe5wO8/s1600/DSC_0455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQhOPL0zN4s/TtsGR1DqN8I/AAAAAAAACKE/tlppzVe5wO8/s640/DSC_0455.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hopefully I'll post my pre-unpacking pics soon because i think they're funny. it looks like we moved into a storage unit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2 fun facts about this tree/photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1 | i got this tree for a KILLER deal in like february while i was working at macy's... the price tag on the tree says $250 aka uber expensive. but, using my associate discount, some coupons, sale days, and extra coupons, i got it for something like $12. yep. TWELVE DOLLARS. i know. impressive. brad thought it was the stupidest, most pathetic tree in the world, but i think it's amazing and perfect. i'm in LOVE with the minimal amount of branches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a alt="Unskinny Boppy link party" href="http://unskinnyboppy.blogspot.com/2011/11/show-your-glow-christmas-tree-link.html" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Unskinny Boppy" border="0" height="200" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6421537343_53ab65b5ee_m.jpg" width="104" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 | i took this photo using &lt;a href="http://unskinnyboppy.blogspot.com/2010/12/taking-pics-of-tree.html"&gt;the tutorial at unskinny boppy&lt;/a&gt;. looks pretty sexy eh? no photoshopping. at all. i think my iso was like 1/40 or something whatever that number is... follow her directions because it's really understandable. also, she uses the word "mamarazzi" which i am officially in love with.&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;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm currently preparing for a trip to vegas and trying to make our home livable. i'm REALLY excited about trying to make this temporary house an awesome space!&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/1733468575807447927-4053016176717859775?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4053016176717859775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4053016176717859775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4053016176717859775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4053016176717859775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/unpacking-priorities.html' title='unpacking priorities'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQhOPL0zN4s/TtsGR1DqN8I/AAAAAAAACKE/tlppzVe5wO8/s72-c/DSC_0455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4950942181909519553</id><published>2011-12-01T10:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:00:05.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the peak and the pit'/><title type='text'>moving day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today is moving day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbU5T4vLG9M/TtXUNL9gVoI/AAAAAAAACJ8/NywDmBqf1KY/s1600/MOVING.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="514" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbU5T4vLG9M/TtXUNL9gVoI/AAAAAAAACJ8/NywDmBqf1KY/s640/MOVING.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp-HAVDXOwE/ToepvUevW1I/AAAAAAAACBM/auP0UR9mBDg/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp-HAVDXOwE/ToepvUevW1I/AAAAAAAACBM/auP0UR9mBDg/s640/the+peak-01.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I do not like all the spiders I have been finding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I do like that I have been down-sizing stuff. It's so refreshing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aP-Z1kM1mqc/ToepvlyLsYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/pMxMCwuIXvI/s1600/the+pit-02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aP-Z1kM1mqc/ToepvlyLsYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/pMxMCwuIXvI/s640/the+pit-02.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving.&lt;br /&gt;I hate packing.&lt;br /&gt;How do I have so much stuff even when I've been down-sizing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4950942181909519553?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4950942181909519553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4950942181909519553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4950942181909519553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4950942181909519553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/12/moving-day.html' title='moving day!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbU5T4vLG9M/TtXUNL9gVoI/AAAAAAAACJ8/NywDmBqf1KY/s72-c/MOVING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1056697485726582678</id><published>2011-11-30T11:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:55:00.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fashionably late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ml_TOagEraY/TtXTkAu_UyI/AAAAAAAACJ0/QfjjFfOmxvs/s1600/Halloweeen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ml_TOagEraY/TtXTkAu_UyI/AAAAAAAACJ0/QfjjFfOmxvs/s400/Halloweeen.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this the last day of November, I'd like to post our killer Halloween get-up: Brad = ghost, I = witch, kid = skeleton. Brad was gone cruisin' on the Saturday of Halloween celebrations so I kept it low-key this year. Oh, and I never have time to do anything anymore. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe if you're lucky, you'll get to hear about our epic fail Halloween dinner or our Thanksgiving weekend sometime before Christmas arrives....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1056697485726582678?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1056697485726582678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1056697485726582678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1056697485726582678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1056697485726582678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/11/fashionably-late.html' title='fashionably late.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ml_TOagEraY/TtXTkAu_UyI/AAAAAAAACJ0/QfjjFfOmxvs/s72-c/Halloweeen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3786341274095282801</id><published>2011-11-24T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T12:16:13.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.thanks.giving.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Naturally, on a day dedicated to thanks, I have to give a shout-out to my AWESOME baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOY1S4hmKWI/Ts6XQ65sL7I/AAAAAAAACJk/fNKUTgkRkc8/s1600/2+ninjas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="326" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOY1S4hmKWI/Ts6XQ65sL7I/AAAAAAAACJk/fNKUTgkRkc8/s640/2+ninjas.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from when I'm REALLY busy and trying to accomplish something (which happens for about ten minutes of every day), all I want to do is hold my baby forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odOQ3DbQVPs/Ts6XRfe20GI/AAAAAAAACJs/CNxQ7y1qbuQ/s1600/uvubdc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odOQ3DbQVPs/Ts6XRfe20GI/AAAAAAAACJs/CNxQ7y1qbuQ/s400/uvubdc.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At UVU's Best Dance Crew last week&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This Thanksgiving, I'm grateful for the most fabulous ninja in the whole wide world and the knowledge I have that we'll be &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/1996/10/the-eternal-family?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=eternal+families"&gt;together forever&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also grateful for this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4x7jShsFvJo/Ts4FnM8oRHI/AAAAAAAACJU/kMQRC0bamFY/s1600/Bradley_Royal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4x7jShsFvJo/Ts4FnM8oRHI/AAAAAAAACJU/kMQRC0bamFY/s400/Bradley_Royal.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's pretty awesome too and takes good care of me and the kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the house. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a side note, I'd also *like* to be grateful for a magic wand or some fairies of some sort to magically pack the house up for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-7 days until I don't have to worry about a spider biting my baby but I do have to worry about where I'll stick all my stuff!&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3786341274095282801?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3786341274095282801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3786341274095282801&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3786341274095282801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3786341274095282801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html' title='.thanks.giving.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOY1S4hmKWI/Ts6XQ65sL7I/AAAAAAAACJk/fNKUTgkRkc8/s72-c/2+ninjas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3376132551078181948</id><published>2011-11-23T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:51:38.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='archives'/><title type='text'>farewell my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;time for a new header.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;goodbye old header.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ra7QnbLM3fc/Ts2-m2N07DI/AAAAAAAACJA/Onx-ZNmp3Ns/s1600/the+married+folk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ra7QnbLM3fc/Ts2-m2N07DI/AAAAAAAACJA/Onx-ZNmp3Ns/s640/the+married+folk.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3376132551078181948?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3376132551078181948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3376132551078181948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3376132551078181948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3376132551078181948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/11/farewell-my-friend.html' title='farewell my friend'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ra7QnbLM3fc/Ts2-m2N07DI/AAAAAAAACJA/Onx-ZNmp3Ns/s72-c/the+married+folk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4551856363251663658</id><published>2011-11-15T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:53:23.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.11 11:11 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KG1d8_mazg/TsLfL0AjFBI/AAAAAAAACI4/TRKs57WTyK4/s1600/11.11.11+11-11+am.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KG1d8_mazg/TsLfL0AjFBI/AAAAAAAACI4/TRKs57WTyK4/s320/11.11.11+11-11+am.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chillin with the dude, talkin to my mom on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6yZ5CbIkuE/TsLbh5_DI0I/AAAAAAAACIo/B6OOjs-wP-A/s1600/11.11.11+at+11-11+am.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6yZ5CbIkuE/TsLbh5_DI0I/AAAAAAAACIo/B6OOjs-wP-A/s400/11.11.11+at+11-11+am.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made all my family take pics too, so those will be coming with our 11:11 pm pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethkartchner.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="170" src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff175/avery_kartch/393a1e47.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4551856363251663658?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4551856363251663658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4551856363251663658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4551856363251663658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4551856363251663658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111-1111-am.html' title='11.11.11 11:11 am'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KG1d8_mazg/TsLfL0AjFBI/AAAAAAAACI4/TRKs57WTyK4/s72-c/11.11.11+11-11+am.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3474345156608159131</id><published>2011-11-08T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T00:14:05.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glitterati and Astroboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last weekend, our friends opened up a new store in Orem, &lt;a href="http://craftywoodcutouts.com/"&gt;Crafty Wood Cutouts&lt;/a&gt;. At first, I didn't think it would be up my alley, but boy was I wrong. All I can think about it what to do next. My favorite thing is that since they are unfinished, you can make them your own style or preference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Check that - I think my favorite thing is that they don't take a lot of time to finish, so I don't have to add them to one of my piles of unfinished projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Check that - I think my favorite thing is that they sell this magic spray that you spray over glitter so it doesn't shed and turn everything you own into a glitterfest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Regardless, here is my magical creation. I am so excited to sport this baby on my door come Black Friday. I've gotta bust my butt over there to get the turkey for this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrLrTaF8UfI/TrjU2Y9KoYI/AAAAAAAACIg/1A02KK6IKwU/s1600/crafty+wood+cutouts+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrLrTaF8UfI/TrjU2Y9KoYI/AAAAAAAACIg/1A02KK6IKwU/s400/crafty+wood+cutouts+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. You're drooling at all the glittery goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, you should go get your own then show me pics of what you make. Because I also love seeing how people make their stuffs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since no post is complete without a photo of the ninja, here's one that Brad iPhoned the other day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2lgBBvQMPJI/TrjU1aLq4aI/AAAAAAAACIY/A1PPNuRE538/s1600/astroboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2lgBBvQMPJI/TrjU1aLq4aI/AAAAAAAACIY/A1PPNuRE538/s400/astroboy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When Brad facebooked it, someone said he looked like Astroboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1hbANfFpgg/S_3GjApVMeI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VMoIgQTLnZ0/s1600/Astroboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V1hbANfFpgg/S_3GjApVMeI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VMoIgQTLnZ0/s320/Astroboy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hahahaha. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3474345156608159131?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3474345156608159131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3474345156608159131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3474345156608159131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3474345156608159131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/11/glitterati-and-astroboy.html' title='Glitterati and Astroboy'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrLrTaF8UfI/TrjU2Y9KoYI/AAAAAAAACIg/1A02KK6IKwU/s72-c/crafty+wood+cutouts+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-9024454249982741604</id><published>2011-10-30T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:02:02.107-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the peak and the pit'/><title type='text'>Not many ups and downs for a week by myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XusjBNUN9KA/Tquwas44SKI/AAAAAAAACEY/pjdEkAPsaH0/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XusjBNUN9KA/Tquwas44SKI/AAAAAAAACEY/pjdEkAPsaH0/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XusjBNUN9KA/Tquwas44SKI/AAAAAAAACEY/pjdEkAPsaH0/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XusjBNUN9KA/Tquwas44SKI/AAAAAAAACEY/pjdEkAPsaH0/s640/the+peak-01.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight we had a Halloween dinner so we could dress up. I kept it super simple this year for our costumes - a ghost, a skeleton, and a witch. Hopefully those pictures will get posted soon! &amp;nbsp;Until then - here's the peak and the pit of my week without Brad (he was on a cruise in the East Caribbean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplicity of making pumpkin chocolate chip cookies. This will now be your peak as well since I'll share with you the easy recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQPprGGartM/TquwYWoWlCI/AAAAAAAACDo/k2J5UEohMzI/s1600/pumpkin+cookie+ingredients.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQPprGGartM/TquwYWoWlCI/AAAAAAAACDo/k2J5UEohMzI/s320/pumpkin+cookie+ingredients.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;one 15 ounce can of pumpkin (the one in the photo is 29, so I just eyeball half the can)&lt;br /&gt;one spice cake mix&lt;br /&gt;one-ish cup of chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Preheat oven to 350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcgU5eBCN6g/TquwZnvS3iI/AAAAAAAACEA/Qid3Vce9yUA/s1600/pumpkin+cookies+one.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcgU5eBCN6g/TquwZnvS3iI/AAAAAAAACEA/Qid3Vce9yUA/s320/pumpkin+cookies+one.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mix the pumpkin and cake mix. I like to do the cake mix in sections since these are SUPER thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1y0i1FKcvM/TquwaMLoolI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Brfh9Op8KTA/s1600/pumpkin+cookies+two.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1y0i1FKcvM/TquwaMLoolI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Brfh9Op8KTA/s320/pumpkin+cookies+two.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Add chocolate chips. Once again, I eyeball it so that it looks like a cup of chocolate chips, maybe more since I like chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since the batter is super thick, this is my awesome method of making the cookies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BL5k9iNFP4/TquwZ1gHVnI/AAAAAAAACEI/VPHnunO8wKM/s1600/pumpkin+cookies+three.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BL5k9iNFP4/TquwZ1gHVnI/AAAAAAAACEI/VPHnunO8wKM/s320/pumpkin+cookies+three.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Spray a tablespoon with PAM. Scoop out some cookie dough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quYp5WXxfxI/TquwZfK9N3I/AAAAAAAACD4/xF-oP8sC_OU/s1600/pumpkin+cookies+four.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quYp5WXxfxI/TquwZfK9N3I/AAAAAAAACD4/xF-oP8sC_OU/s320/pumpkin+cookies+four.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Plop the cookie dough onto the pan. I respray with PAM every two cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KwUW6S_anLQ/TquwYyk50-I/AAAAAAAACDw/s-IzQmlEXmg/s1600/pumpkin+cookies+five.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KwUW6S_anLQ/TquwYyk50-I/AAAAAAAACDw/s-IzQmlEXmg/s320/pumpkin+cookies+five.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Throw those babies in the oven for 14 minutes. Bam. Awesome cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DGN3aPzT54/Tquwa-roD0I/AAAAAAAACEg/xsgyw57b7vM/s1600/the+pit-02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8DGN3aPzT54/Tquwa-roD0I/AAAAAAAACEg/xsgyw57b7vM/s640/the+pit-02.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I ate almost every single one of those. Gross. My diet this week consisted of: pumpkin chocolate chip cookies, oatmeal, lentil soup, margherita pizza, leftover waffles, and eating out. The healthy options negate the unhealthy ones, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow is Halloween!!&lt;b&gt; SEND ME YOUR PICTURES OF YOUR BLACK NAILS!&lt;/b&gt; Just a webcam pic will do - but I've only received one thus far and I know that there are more participants than that, this IS the coolest celebration of the year...&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-9024454249982741604?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/9024454249982741604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=9024454249982741604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/9024454249982741604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/9024454249982741604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-many-ups-and-downs-for-week-by.html' title='Not many ups and downs for a week by myself'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XusjBNUN9KA/Tquwas44SKI/AAAAAAAACEY/pjdEkAPsaH0/s72-c/the+peak-01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3641758491705124503</id><published>2011-10-29T01:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T02:12:50.035-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to kuck'/><title type='text'>Dear Kuck,</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've written a blogletter to you, but since you've been gone for a week, it seems appropriate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ninja and I have been surviving just fine, despite his runny nose and my constant paranoia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most days, I've spent the majority of my day in bed with my bestie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpvSfpn6M_M/Tquo2HOG6iI/AAAAAAAACDQ/PPbk3k0w2n8/s1600/the+armpit+sleeper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpvSfpn6M_M/Tquo2HOG6iI/AAAAAAAACDQ/PPbk3k0w2n8/s320/the+armpit+sleeper.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On this particular day, he fell asleep in my armpit. Each time I tried to move him, he'd nuzzle his way back in there. Weird kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The key to my married-single mother survival comes from our pals Donna and Tom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zBBAyWLX6dE" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each day, I do at least one thing to treat myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've been treating myself to...&lt;br /&gt;Monday | Pilates with Loriol while Brea babysat. Oh, and Awful Waffle.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday | A trip to Target (and a sweater!) and steamed peppermint milk from Starbucks (to be enjoyed with pumpkin chocolate chip cookies). Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbkM3bRCXpY/Tqus50YqNkI/AAAAAAAACDg/2wCWrOFpWQs/s1600/outings+and+peppermint+milk+%252B+pumpkin+cookies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbkM3bRCXpY/Tqus50YqNkI/AAAAAAAACDg/2wCWrOFpWQs/s640/outings+and+peppermint+milk+%252B+pumpkin+cookies.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;oh you know, just your average blurry photo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday | I honestly can't even remember anything that happened on this day... I daresay that the whole day was spent inside the house?&lt;/div&gt;Thursday | Costco pizza and a Halloween dinner plan.&lt;br /&gt;Friday | pumpkin pie milkshake and fries for dinner. Oh and lots of online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your last day of no responsibilities/eating awesome food/sleeping because when you get home, I own you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxLKjFBvSMg/Tquo1u8vmWI/AAAAAAAACDI/BhAHweoIFLM/s1600/pooped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxLKjFBvSMg/Tquo1u8vmWI/AAAAAAAACDI/BhAHweoIFLM/s320/pooped.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the face of a boy who knows that he just pooped for the fourth time within a thirty minute period. And that his mother will now have to change a fourth diaper within a thirty minute period. You can tell he's apprehensive about the fact that he just pooped. I happily changed it (and actually laughed a little), just like you will happily be changing every diaper until 2012. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.the best d-a-m-n-f (the f is silent just like the n) wife ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3641758491705124503?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3641758491705124503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3641758491705124503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3641758491705124503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3641758491705124503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-kuck.html' title='Dear Kuck,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpvSfpn6M_M/Tquo2HOG6iI/AAAAAAAACDQ/PPbk3k0w2n8/s72-c/the+armpit+sleeper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-225765544850638754</id><published>2011-10-22T01:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T01:39:48.268-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceit'/><title type='text'>freaky friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fi83bR_2ZI/TqJzDKlDqpI/AAAAAAAACC4/PVkI02RyQZ0/s1600/freakyfriday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="496" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fi83bR_2ZI/TqJzDKlDqpI/AAAAAAAACC4/PVkI02RyQZ0/s640/freakyfriday.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad and I mysteriously swapped hair colors today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that in all my life, I never imagined that I would be a blonde... or could be a blonde for that matter...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm drinking crazy juice.&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/1733468575807447927-225765544850638754?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/225765544850638754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=225765544850638754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/225765544850638754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/225765544850638754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/freaky-friday.html' title='freaky friday'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fi83bR_2ZI/TqJzDKlDqpI/AAAAAAAACC4/PVkI02RyQZ0/s72-c/freakyfriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4495489489021897464</id><published>2011-10-16T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:27:37.757-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the peak and the pit'/><title type='text'>A Little Lady and A Shade Review</title><content type='html'>Finally, the peak and the pit of last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc8JkDB1Sjk/Tpu3Z9oPj0I/AAAAAAAACCQ/DIbZbGvSfec/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc8JkDB1Sjk/Tpu3Z9oPj0I/AAAAAAAACCQ/DIbZbGvSfec/s640/the+peak-01.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The peak this week was definitely getting to meet my cousin's little baby! And being reassured that my baby is growing - it doesn't seem like it until you compare him to a little newborn! My mom came up last minute to come meet the little girl as well. And luckily, my cousin's girl is sleeping and such like she's supposed to - no crying nightmares all night long! I hope no one else ever has to experience that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpldke3Iy28/Tpu7t2h6IGI/AAAAAAAACCg/-P47ZCEw_OU/s1600/Peak+-+Dayna%2527s+Baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="416" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpldke3Iy28/Tpu7t2h6IGI/AAAAAAAACCg/-P47ZCEw_OU/s640/Peak+-+Dayna%2527s+Baby.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVxaRUGVH0E/Tpu7uYEgolI/AAAAAAAACCo/HybJayHSawk/s1600/Peak+-+mom+and+kids%252C+earlybird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVxaRUGVH0E/Tpu7uYEgolI/AAAAAAAACCo/HybJayHSawk/s400/Peak+-+mom+and+kids%252C+earlybird.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mom, my niece, and my ninja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHmlvMZWHFg/Tpu3aGbIYhI/AAAAAAAACCY/IRsoNidIFOI/s1600/the+pit-02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHmlvMZWHFg/Tpu3aGbIYhI/AAAAAAAACCY/IRsoNidIFOI/s640/the+pit-02.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pit this week was the fact that I ordered this sweater and it doesn't work. I've been eyeing the&lt;a href="http://www.shadeclothing.com/shop/dept_item.jsp?PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524445996512&amp;amp;FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374306256348&amp;amp;ASSORTMENT%3C%3East_id=1408474395917465&amp;amp;bmUID=1318828003347&amp;amp;productSizeSelected=0&amp;amp;fit_type="&gt; Chunky Open Cardigan &lt;/a&gt;from Shade for about a month... I want a really comfy, chunky, longer than my booty sweater for winter and this one seemed perfect. Except when it came in the mail, it just wasn't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1k8w2mNKf7A/Tpu7u0YMMoI/AAAAAAAACCw/erivScPpVUc/s1600/pit+shade+open+chunky+cardigan+review.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="324" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1k8w2mNKf7A/Tpu7u0YMMoI/AAAAAAAACCw/erivScPpVUc/s640/pit+shade+open+chunky+cardigan+review.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's my post-pregnancy size, but the cardigan seemed to be what would happen if I wore a blanket all day. It didn't drape right, it made me look like a monster, and it was a bit on the itchy side. The front seemed like there was WAY too much fabric for it to lay properly on my body. I REALLY wanted to love this, but unfortunately, I couldn't make it work.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back to the drawing board... Any suggestions are appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4495489489021897464?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4495489489021897464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4495489489021897464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4495489489021897464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4495489489021897464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-lady-and-shade-review.html' title='A Little Lady and A Shade Review'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc8JkDB1Sjk/Tpu3Z9oPj0I/AAAAAAAACCQ/DIbZbGvSfec/s72-c/the+peak-01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4932145530167815834</id><published>2011-10-10T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:22:58.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>Today, I ran to Barnes and Noble (NEWS FLASH: Moleskines are 20% off!!). They have this new "recommendations based on what you bought" that prints off after your receipt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dYsLFQtr7S8/TpOoLqXEQLI/AAAAAAAACB4/c6EA0Z_2JGY/s1600/barnes+and+noble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dYsLFQtr7S8/TpOoLqXEQLI/AAAAAAAACB4/c6EA0Z_2JGY/s320/barnes+and+noble.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apparently, my purchase of a Moleskine and these sticky arrows makes me a candidate for New Moon and Celtic bookmarks? I'm not really sure how they calculate these recommendations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0xCqRHO4Mg/TpOoMAgV-NI/AAAAAAAACCA/w1gm-dJ5BDg/s1600/french+toast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0xCqRHO4Mg/TpOoMAgV-NI/AAAAAAAACCA/w1gm-dJ5BDg/s320/french+toast.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also made&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Buttermilk-French-Toast-358115"&gt; this awesome french toast &lt;/a&gt;for lunch. I purchased some real maple syrup on Saturday for some maple vinaigrette, and oh my gosh, it's so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0046/5622/products/s_hxmas_digipak_fv5_revised_medium.jpg?100029" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0046/5622/products/s_hxmas_digipak_fv5_revised_medium.jpg?100029" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And... She and Him emailed me &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/mergerecords/she-him-the-christmas-waltz"&gt;the premiere of their first track for their Christmas album&lt;/a&gt;! I'm so unbelievably excited about this. I'm going to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Very-She-Him-Christmas/dp/B005KJZDW6/ref=sr_1_sc_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1318282769&amp;amp;sr=8-1-spell"&gt;order it on vinyl&lt;/a&gt; because I always LOVED playing the Alvin and the Chipmunks Christmas vinyl at Christmas time. And, Zooey Deschanel's voice is PERFECT for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nz1Tb2OsdmM/TpOoON5sqgI/AAAAAAAACCI/7fWdMKNezvM/s1600/me+and+danes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nz1Tb2OsdmM/TpOoON5sqgI/AAAAAAAACCI/7fWdMKNezvM/s320/me+and+danes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow, I get to meet my cousin's little girl! I'm so excited. It's been a lot of fun being pregnant together, and I'm sure it will be fun having little babies together!&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;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/1733468575807447927-4932145530167815834?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4932145530167815834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4932145530167815834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4932145530167815834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4932145530167815834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dYsLFQtr7S8/TpOoLqXEQLI/AAAAAAAACB4/c6EA0Z_2JGY/s72-c/barnes+and+noble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2543381398472071494</id><published>2011-10-07T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:29:51.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the peak and the pit'/><title type='text'>baby it's cold outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VELCTpzo6kU/To55rLL70dI/AAAAAAAACBo/5AZFO1aZ1kw/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VELCTpzo6kU/To55rLL70dI/AAAAAAAACBo/5AZFO1aZ1kw/s640/the+peak-01.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7jikUJpL_g/To_Cx2TGDVI/AAAAAAAACBw/m-CCcx2loQ4/s1600/tmf+peak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7jikUJpL_g/To_Cx2TGDVI/AAAAAAAACBw/m-CCcx2loQ4/s320/tmf+peak.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone needs a bear suit like this. I took him outside for a walk in the cold so he could go to sleep, and after five minutes, he fell asleep... for 3 hours.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Cool weather! I've been dying to pull out my sweaters and boots and jackets and to wear my leggings without sweating! Of course, my blazer is a bit snug since my shoulders have broadened, but luckily I also got to visit the doctor, and he ok-ed me to work out again so I also got to run and hit up the gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxl2ouessxk/To55rfphmaI/AAAAAAAACBs/N8yyeFL6r7c/s1600/the+pit-02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxl2ouessxk/To55rfphmaI/AAAAAAAACBs/N8yyeFL6r7c/s640/the+pit-02.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srbxhW_P-t8/To_CyJGISmI/AAAAAAAACB0/1ga5krwfniA/s1600/tmf+pit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srbxhW_P-t8/To_CyJGISmI/AAAAAAAACB0/1ga5krwfniA/s400/tmf+pit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's October?! Fall (or apparently winter) is here and I've missed out on all my favorite September/early fall traditions -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2009/09/utah-state-fair.html"&gt;Oktoberfest at Snowbird &lt;/a&gt;(no bratwurst?!), the &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/search?q=utah+state+fair"&gt;Utah State Fair&lt;/a&gt; (no deep-fried treats?!)... ok so maybe I only have two. Luckily, the ninja is cute and all cuddled up in his &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/welcome-fall-winter-i-woke-up-to-rain.html"&gt;bear suit&lt;/a&gt; and sleeping as I write this, so it makes missing out on my favorite gastronomical events seem worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-2543381398472071494?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2543381398472071494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2543381398472071494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2543381398472071494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2543381398472071494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='baby it&apos;s cold outside'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VELCTpzo6kU/To55rLL70dI/AAAAAAAACBo/5AZFO1aZ1kw/s72-c/the+peak-01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8872306897041511136</id><published>2011-10-06T22:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:08:31.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome fall winter!?</title><content type='html'>I woke up to rain and a nice chill in the air which made me happy. So I dressed up the ninja in this cozy bear suit (he's so cuddly to hold and feels like a soft puppy) and made &lt;a href="http://www.kalynskitchen.com/2011/02/recipe-for-spicy-sausage-lentil-and.html"&gt;this healthy soup&lt;/a&gt; for dinner (who knew I liked lentils!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekOHx5ghGeU/To544YDoSTI/AAAAAAAACBk/5TFi2orLoBU/s1600/ninja+bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekOHx5ghGeU/To544YDoSTI/AAAAAAAACBk/5TFi2orLoBU/s400/ninja+bear.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh PS. Utah, snow?! Wtf?! So much for my fantasy of fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double PS. Pre-baby, I always thought it was a cop-out when people had a baby and suddenly all they did was post pictures of their baby. Well, now post-baby, I know why. First, I'm still much larger than normal and my face is still wide. Which is fine but not as motivating for me to take self-portraits. Second, babies are cute. Face it. And if you don't think so, you're lying to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1733468575807447927-8872306897041511136?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8872306897041511136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8872306897041511136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8872306897041511136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8872306897041511136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/welcome-fall-winter-i-woke-up-to-rain.html' title='welcome &lt;strike&gt;fall&lt;/strike&gt; winter!?'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekOHx5ghGeU/To544YDoSTI/AAAAAAAACBk/5TFi2orLoBU/s72-c/ninja+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2164513648536582569</id><published>2011-10-04T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:43:00.977-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><title type='text'>time check</title><content type='html'>Yep. Usually I'm asleep by this time. Especially since our baby "went to bed early" aka will be waking up in like thirty minutes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, I've been staring at our newborn photos since they arrived today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jK0Dg1hqwcM/Tovs0cEv1OI/AAAAAAAACBU/vKrG03d0Atw/s1600/B_005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jK0Dg1hqwcM/Tovs0cEv1OI/AAAAAAAACBU/vKrG03d0Atw/s640/B_005.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uAMLRAcvRA/Tovs-PiDGbI/AAAAAAAACBY/YW1mdfa9-iw/s1600/B_026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uAMLRAcvRA/Tovs-PiDGbI/AAAAAAAACBY/YW1mdfa9-iw/s640/B_026.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A4FF7MAY9po/TovtGtWz8VI/AAAAAAAACBc/xw_i5-MrMKE/s1600/B_055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A4FF7MAY9po/TovtGtWz8VI/AAAAAAAACBc/xw_i5-MrMKE/s640/B_055.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_Vaf4sJLXg/TovtO7-IJ3I/AAAAAAAACBg/iqq48TU3w4c/s1600/B_089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_Vaf4sJLXg/TovtO7-IJ3I/AAAAAAAACBg/iqq48TU3w4c/s640/B_089.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously. &lt;a href="http://www.skyejohansen.com/"&gt;Skye&lt;/a&gt; is amazing. If you're having a baby, contact her ASAP to get a session!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1733468575807447927-2164513648536582569?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2164513648536582569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2164513648536582569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2164513648536582569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2164513648536582569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-check.html' title='time check'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jK0Dg1hqwcM/Tovs0cEv1OI/AAAAAAAACBU/vKrG03d0Atw/s72-c/B_005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3468451734603417567</id><published>2011-10-01T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T18:00:19.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY BLACK NAILS OCTOBER!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes I'm screaming that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bhNFnmMitc4/ToeozD5lN6I/AAAAAAAACBI/O28BXY1S2I0/s1600/black+nails+october%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bhNFnmMitc4/ToeozD5lN6I/AAAAAAAACBI/O28BXY1S2I0/s400/black+nails+october%2521.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Send me photos of your black nails all month, and &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-day-of-october.html"&gt;I'll post them on Halloween like I did last year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have black nail polish? Stop by my house because my black nail polish runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{PS I've been playing with actions in Photoshop and it's super fun! This one is &lt;a href="http://www.myglasseye.net/news/2010/12/my-plastic-eye-the-hipstamatic-look-for-photoshop-2/"&gt;My Plastic Eye&lt;/a&gt;.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&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: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3468451734603417567?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3468451734603417567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3468451734603417567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3468451734603417567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3468451734603417567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/10/yay-black-nails-october.html' title='YAY BLACK NAILS OCTOBER!!!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bhNFnmMitc4/ToeozD5lN6I/AAAAAAAACBI/O28BXY1S2I0/s72-c/black+nails+october%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6985639383115567386</id><published>2011-09-30T16:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:22:41.285-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the peak and the pit'/><title type='text'>The Peak and the Pit, Volume 1</title><content type='html'>I have recently become obsessed with Keeping Up with the Kardashians thanks to my summer roomies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvbBRcdnIe0/ToOVTRRZBSI/AAAAAAAACAs/9X3T8Iuw0Xg/s1600/summer+roomies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvbBRcdnIe0/ToOVTRRZBSI/AAAAAAAACAs/9X3T8Iuw0Xg/s400/summer+roomies.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, since I'm breastfeeding all the time (seriously, if you have a favorite sitcom, let me know so I can watch it), I have a lot of time to keep up with my "friends". While doing this, I discovered an awesome tradition they had as children: every night at family dinner, their dad would have them go around the table and say the peak (best part) and the pit (worst part) of their day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, in honor of my new obsession, every week (on Friday? just once during a calendar week?) I want to pick the peak and the pit of my week since we all know blogging this every day would a: never happen, and b: become extremely dull and monotonous. I love weekly traditions, like McKinley's &lt;a href="http://gianandmckinley.blogspot.com/search/label/Viral%20Friday"&gt;Viral Friday&lt;/a&gt;, and I'm positive that you will look forward to hearing about my week every [Friday] as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drumroll please....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-scfvoPTyfPk/ToOhBD3P0II/AAAAAAAACA4/KkPyWJjZnMI/s1600/the+peak-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-scfvoPTyfPk/ToOhBD3P0II/AAAAAAAACA4/KkPyWJjZnMI/s640/the+peak-01.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This last week was a REALLY good one, so it's hard to pick just one peak... but I think the winner is...&amp;nbsp;My baby SLEEPING! He used to sleep 8-9 hours A DAY (out of 24 my friends), but now, thanks to a visit to a chiropractor last Friday, he has the capability to sleep 15! Hooray! Apparently he had 3 vertebrae that were really out of whack and causing him a lot of discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{PS If your baby is super cranky, not sleeping, and just being a punk, I HIGHLY recommend a chiropractor. AMAZING. Seriously. &lt;a href="http://www.alpinespinalrehab.com/"&gt;We went here&lt;/a&gt; and it was only $17 aka the BEST $17 I've ever spent. They also have $12/30 minute massages and $25/1 hour massages which is cheaper than the massage schools here.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebzpPZHRKa4/ToVJqrWZavI/AAAAAAAACBA/KzlbBvM1FDU/s1600/Peak-Pit+Sleeping+Baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebzpPZHRKa4/ToVJqrWZavI/AAAAAAAACBA/KzlbBvM1FDU/s400/Peak-Pit+Sleeping+Baby.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love napping with my baby... I know it will backfire on me one day, but it seriously is my favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVJSMTvroag/ToOhBbJ7rZI/AAAAAAAACA8/AC99orCyqfk/s1600/the+pit-02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVJSMTvroag/ToOhBbJ7rZI/AAAAAAAACA8/AC99orCyqfk/s640/the+pit-02.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow my baby will be six weeks old! Although I'm really excited because he's old enough/weighs enough to start understanding life, it makes me sad because he's getting so old so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when he looked like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GoZkBfBrGks/ToVNwJC6mQI/AAAAAAAACBE/bkpiiK1Ts8M/s1600/Baby+By+Skye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GoZkBfBrGks/ToVNwJC6mQI/AAAAAAAACBE/bkpiiK1Ts8M/s400/Baby+By+Skye.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our newborn baby - our newborn pictures were finished this week! That could compete for the Peak spot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6985639383115567386?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6985639383115567386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6985639383115567386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6985639383115567386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6985639383115567386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/09/peak-and-pit-volume-1.html' title='The Peak and the Pit, Volume 1'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvbBRcdnIe0/ToOVTRRZBSI/AAAAAAAACAs/9X3T8Iuw0Xg/s72-c/summer+roomies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8227929706446870093</id><published>2011-09-28T17:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T17:00:02.476-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions Please'/><title type='text'>A Daily Double: Let's Discuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;[Since I've been MIA in the blog world and my child is taking an epic nap, I decided to post twice today.]&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313783_200112816724983_105701289499470_458041_1328759006_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313783_200112816724983_105701289499470_458041_1328759006_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been debating whether or not to release the baby's name on the internet. Why? It somehow feels safer if his name isn't out there. I realize that a lot of people do it with no problem and a lot of other people do not like it while another lot of people have private blogs to protect their children.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I ask you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Do you keep your children's names/your blog private? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&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-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Images of the ninja by &lt;a href="http://www.skyejohansen.com/"&gt;Skye Johansen&lt;/a&gt;. She's a baby whisperer and takes magical pictures of babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8227929706446870093?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8227929706446870093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8227929706446870093&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8227929706446870093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8227929706446870093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/09/daily-double-lets-discuss.html' title='A Daily Double: Let&apos;s Discuss'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-5493979250013819877</id><published>2011-09-28T15:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:37:56.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brad!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Mr. Bradley's Golden birthday (27 on the 27th).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had this FANTASTICO plan to throw a little show (lots of cover songs, Brad playing with his siblings/Carlos/cousin/etc) in a venue, but then this baby came along and there wasn't much time to put it all together... so instead, we had a potluck picnic in the canyon, which I personally think was pretty killer (I've been craving a little nature picnic so it was perfect for me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our baby was perfecto and slept the whole time we were there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSHxVR1y9eo/ToOSQss3HvI/AAAAAAAACAU/uEWvJyMlLT8/s1600/27+BABY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSHxVR1y9eo/ToOSQss3HvI/AAAAAAAACAU/uEWvJyMlLT8/s400/27+BABY.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While I grilled (ah yes, I was a successful steak griller - for the record, I like top round steak with Yoshida's marinade)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEMV2vnCdeQ/ToOSSO6xdzI/AAAAAAAACAg/utp52pnh7YY/s1600/27+GRILLING.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEMV2vnCdeQ/ToOSSO6xdzI/AAAAAAAACAg/utp52pnh7YY/s320/27+GRILLING.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And these golden balloons marked how to get there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSEISvvbcIo/ToOSR7YM4sI/AAAAAAAACAc/3qOmcxTKVnE/s1600/27+GOLDEN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSEISvvbcIo/ToOSR7YM4sI/AAAAAAAACAc/3qOmcxTKVnE/s320/27+GOLDEN.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For Brad's "cake" we had peanut butter mousse in chocolate crust with chocolate ganache and oreo cookies and cream cheesecake cupcakes...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij-q_GBk-L8/ToOSRRkEnfI/AAAAAAAACAY/Gptlp44PqiM/s1600/27+CAKE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij-q_GBk-L8/ToOSRRkEnfI/AAAAAAAACAY/Gptlp44PqiM/s400/27+CAKE.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All I wanted was meat, picnic blankets, and lively conversation. Success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqQnJZq5-L8/ToOSSuJMDCI/AAAAAAAACAk/1oKDoBCI0z4/s1600/27+GROUP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqQnJZq5-L8/ToOSSuJMDCI/AAAAAAAACAk/1oKDoBCI0z4/s640/27+GROUP.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently your golden birthday marks the best year of your life - so here's to awesomeness, lots of money, and exciting adventures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtptEg9gawc/ToOSyaQr1OI/AAAAAAAACAo/klvVjFvzRlc/s1600/27+FAM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtptEg9gawc/ToOSyaQr1OI/AAAAAAAACAo/klvVjFvzRlc/s640/27+FAM.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1733468575807447927-5493979250013819877?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5493979250013819877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=5493979250013819877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5493979250013819877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5493979250013819877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-brad.html' title='Happy Birthday Brad!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSHxVR1y9eo/ToOSQss3HvI/AAAAAAAACAU/uEWvJyMlLT8/s72-c/27+BABY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3392335397794777500</id><published>2011-09-14T20:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:26:45.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>to the world,</title><content type='html'>First, I would like to apologize if I've been avoiding your calls/texts/emails (although usually I'm really good about responding to emails). This whole baby thing is a constant roller coaster of thoughts/emotions/moods. For example, my day usually consists of the following feelings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- excitement | about being a mom, a need to find clothes that are suitable for breastfeeding, the newest episode of Project Runway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- anxiety | about whether or not my baby is eating enough, whether or not he will sleep at night (or during the day - he is finally taking his first nap for longer than 15 minutes today and it's 8:00 at night), whether or not I will be able to shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- exhaustion | from the four hours of sleep I got last night, from the fact that everyone keeps saying "sleep when your baby sleeps" except that only works if your baby will sleep, from the seemingly constant feedings that the baby needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- overwhelmed-ness | because of all the above reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- accomplishment | from the idea that I can function and have a baby, from the plans that I make to accomplish things (that rarely ever come into fruition), from the days that my baby sleeps at night and I get a consecutive four hours of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, it's an up and down of feeling exhausted and overwhelmed then fully functional. This whole being a mom thing is a lot tougher than I'd ever imagined (and I was imagining it to be quite tough).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to the day that my days are predictable and I feel functional.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then, please accept this virtual image of my child as my assurance that we are, in fact, still friends, even though I may not be responding to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVpE3TqIX6Q/TnFdhgVPlII/AAAAAAAACAQ/OoxWGG-wRvk/s1600/september+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVpE3TqIX6Q/TnFdhgVPlII/AAAAAAAACAQ/OoxWGG-wRvk/s400/september+12.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh yes... my baby asleep. Something that has been a bit of a rarity today. Please let this mean that you will sleep REALLY well tonight.&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/1733468575807447927-3392335397794777500?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3392335397794777500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3392335397794777500&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3392335397794777500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3392335397794777500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-world.html' title='to the world,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVpE3TqIX6Q/TnFdhgVPlII/AAAAAAAACAQ/OoxWGG-wRvk/s72-c/september+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8713359382336595136</id><published>2011-08-31T19:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:35:50.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fare thee well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpyaI254H5s/Tl7fJja8TnI/AAAAAAAACAM/SAdK3H0HoXE/s1600/mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpyaI254H5s/Tl7fJja8TnI/AAAAAAAACAM/SAdK3H0HoXE/s400/mom.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my mom left. Having her here has been like magic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm proud to say that I haven't broken down in tears (yet).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can people return home from the hospital without their mom there to take care of them? I have no idea. I certainly would have had a mental breakdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Words can't even express how grateful I am that she's been here for the past two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks mom. I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8713359382336595136?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8713359382336595136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8713359382336595136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8713359382336595136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8713359382336595136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/fare-thee-well.html' title='Fare thee well.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PpyaI254H5s/Tl7fJja8TnI/AAAAAAAACAM/SAdK3H0HoXE/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8515305652456509821</id><published>2011-08-29T19:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:50:31.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And we thought you'd get here today...</title><content type='html'>All I can do all day is think about this little guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QACob00-zJQ/Tlw8ZzPwIEI/AAAAAAAACAA/w1YHpcIEDTI/s1600/aug+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QACob00-zJQ/Tlw8ZzPwIEI/AAAAAAAACAA/w1YHpcIEDTI/s320/aug+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZtuQ7eGyH4/Tlw8aW7RPcI/AAAAAAAACAE/3PImpTe5sMo/s1600/aug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZtuQ7eGyH4/Tlw8aW7RPcI/AAAAAAAACAE/3PImpTe5sMo/s320/aug.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjBROGOFmf4/Tlw8azXetMI/AAAAAAAACAI/Obk9k4Rj2KQ/s1600/august+29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjBROGOFmf4/Tlw8azXetMI/AAAAAAAACAI/Obk9k4Rj2KQ/s320/august+29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always thought people were exaggerating when they said you never know something something about loving a lot until you have a child... but I really love this little baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a - over a week ago, you arrived, when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b - I totally thought I'd still be pregnant right now, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c - how much bigger you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear he's changing every day... it stresses me out.&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;&lt;br /&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/1733468575807447927-8515305652456509821?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8515305652456509821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8515305652456509821&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8515305652456509821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8515305652456509821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-we-thought-youd-get-here-today.html' title='And we thought you&apos;d get here today...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QACob00-zJQ/Tlw8ZzPwIEI/AAAAAAAACAA/w1YHpcIEDTI/s72-c/aug+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-5017527252742930473</id><published>2011-08-22T15:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:51:11.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><title type='text'>we welcome you to munchkin land!</title><content type='html'>I kept on saying that if I was lucky, the baby would come on Friday, but I honestly didn't think he'd make his royal entrance until this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, surprise. last week I woke up with labor pains, went the the hospital, and lovingly was in labor all day until 11:30 pm when I started pushing so the little ninja could enter the world at 2 am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, the little ninja:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OZ5u2A6Ge8/TlLGTj0vPdI/AAAAAAAAB_0/GIUp0iKT3JA/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OZ5u2A6Ge8/TlLGTj0vPdI/AAAAAAAAB_0/GIUp0iKT3JA/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't worry - he really didn't look like a zombie. Yes his eyes were red and swollen, but the lighting + angle of this photo = weird colors. &amp;nbsp;The moral of this photo: check out his HUGE conehead!! Seriously. I thought that was just hat, but nope, his head was like a giant torpedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwLsQpoaers/TlLGbWuEZEI/AAAAAAAAB_8/hnoaDvK-qP4/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwLsQpoaers/TlLGbWuEZEI/AAAAAAAAB_8/hnoaDvK-qP4/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece and my baby! She's such a good poser. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIkWNGTHB-c/TlLGXjaCnKI/AAAAAAAAB_4/QiVhJckImjk/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIkWNGTHB-c/TlLGXjaCnKI/AAAAAAAAB_4/QiVhJckImjk/s640/DSC_0025.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Little Ninja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't decided whether or not I'm going to enter the ninja's name into cyberspace yet, so for the time being, I will continue to refer to him as a ninja until I make a decision (if you could do the same, that would be fantastico!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS Brad did and does hold the baby. However, he took all the photos that I have so any photos of him + baby are on someone else's camera and it's not really at the top of my priority list right now to find them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-5017527252742930473?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5017527252742930473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=5017527252742930473&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5017527252742930473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5017527252742930473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-welcome-you-to-munchkin-land.html' title='we welcome you to munchkin land!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OZ5u2A6Ge8/TlLGTj0vPdI/AAAAAAAAB_0/GIUp0iKT3JA/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6139763678589549862</id><published>2011-08-16T17:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:29:33.798-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><title type='text'>Brad's Back!</title><content type='html'>In case you weren't aware, Brad is FINALLY home... More pictures to come one day when I'm not lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, Brad being home has magically decreased my levels of anxiety from crazy cat lady to normal crazy. Last week, I would just go over to-do lists for hours every night until I finally couldn't keep my eyes open anymore around 3 or 4 in the morning. But, the house got cleaned and packed a little (thanks Brea for doing 90% of this), and the baby corner got mostly put together, so I'm feeling pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm obsessing over some design projects (like our overdue family album).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-dIjLtuek0/Tkr5yZ2BrlI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ny7eHfvX9n4/s1600/2.5-album-12-13-spread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-dIjLtuek0/Tkr5yZ2BrlI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ny7eHfvX9n4/s640/2.5-album-12-13-spread.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(a peek at an unfinished spread in said album, which is sidetracking me from more important and time-sensitive projects for the [hopefully] soon to be arriving child)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... the IMPORTANT PART!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at8InagN0MM/Tkr6F9RyMQI/AAAAAAAAB_o/CBI-X9zhtrU/s1600/baby+is+coming.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at8InagN0MM/Tkr6F9RyMQI/AAAAAAAAB_o/CBI-X9zhtrU/s400/baby+is+coming.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUFNOtvL-RU/Tkr6Gr0YNfI/AAAAAAAAB_s/bgGPzJUs9DE/s1600/due+date.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="83" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUFNOtvL-RU/Tkr6Gr0YNfI/AAAAAAAAB_s/bgGPzJUs9DE/s320/due+date.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes friends, these lovely lovely 9 months are coming to a close and eventually there will be a little ninja gracing the world with his presence and more importantly, exiting my body so I am no longer an alien being attacked by a parasite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Let's play a guessing game&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Krej_u7fRck/Tkr8RyrIKwI/AAAAAAAAB_w/WIshtxtFrsg/s1600/baby+guessing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Krej_u7fRck/Tkr8RyrIKwI/AAAAAAAAB_w/WIshtxtFrsg/s640/baby+guessing.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess when the baby will actually be coming. A prize will, in time, be mailed to the winner... leave a way for me to contact you (I can comment on your blog if you read your comments or leave an email address)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the due date, here are some other helpful tips:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I'm 1 cm dilated and 80% effaced for those of you who know what that means (I still don't really... haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My induction date in case I go over has been scheduled for September 6. If I make it to September without having a baby, there is a likely chance that I will die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- As stated above, my due date is August 29. I'm measuring "perfectly" for where I'm at, whatever that means... I'm guessing it means I'm "on schedule"...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My guess is... Friday. And by guess I mean hope...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I can't decide which I want more: the baby to not be in my stomach or Brad to have to suffer the awfulness of having a pregnant wife.... Decisions decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1733468575807447927-6139763678589549862?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6139763678589549862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6139763678589549862&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6139763678589549862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6139763678589549862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/brads-back.html' title='Brad&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-dIjLtuek0/Tkr5yZ2BrlI/AAAAAAAAB_k/ny7eHfvX9n4/s72-c/2.5-album-12-13-spread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8252266700655011036</id><published>2011-08-08T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:32:42.576-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to kuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><title type='text'>dear kuck,</title><content type='html'>It's really weird to think that this whole separation thing is coming to an end... I find myself thinking polar thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh my gosh I can't believe he'll be home in 5 days - that's SO soon! I have so much to do!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;contrasted with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh my gosh I can't believe he'll be home in 5 days - that's FOREVER and the baby isn't going to come FOREVER after that and HOLY CRAP I'm stuck in this in-between!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little heads up - I'm a monster. And I get tired ALL THE TIME. And I'm a crazy person (ask Tia and Brea).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_vr2ECnf_o/TkCp-bN0QQI/AAAAAAAAB_g/9rmqzSrKFJ0/s1600/DSC_0302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_vr2ECnf_o/TkCp-bN0QQI/AAAAAAAAB_g/9rmqzSrKFJ0/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, that's the belly. Three weeks and counting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the shiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8252266700655011036?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8252266700655011036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8252266700655011036&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8252266700655011036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8252266700655011036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-kuck.html' title='dear kuck,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_vr2ECnf_o/TkCp-bN0QQI/AAAAAAAAB_g/9rmqzSrKFJ0/s72-c/DSC_0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3396855053850106865</id><published>2011-08-08T07:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:24:06.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceit'/><title type='text'>a little gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found this gem with &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/procrastination-laziness-vacationing-1.html"&gt;last year's three-legged race pic&lt;/a&gt;... I rather like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ViK8PxInyXs/Tjj0lZHnjoI/AAAAAAAAB_c/deUrYpbDlKE/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ViK8PxInyXs/Tjj0lZHnjoI/AAAAAAAAB_c/deUrYpbDlKE/s640/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;holla atcha girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3396855053850106865?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3396855053850106865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3396855053850106865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3396855053850106865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3396855053850106865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-gift.html' title='a little gift'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ViK8PxInyXs/Tjj0lZHnjoI/AAAAAAAAB_c/deUrYpbDlKE/s72-c/securedownload-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7445810790871727733</id><published>2011-08-06T09:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T09:51:35.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>let's do the time warp again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day after the family reunion, we had our own sub-family reunion at my Uncle Fred/grandpa's farm.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2aZPTOL7DS0/Tjjw9tz8mtI/AAAAAAAAB-w/V-yugsfO-XQ/s1600/fDSC_0492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2aZPTOL7DS0/Tjjw9tz8mtI/AAAAAAAAB-w/V-yugsfO-XQ/s400/fDSC_0492.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CejV8jNfRC0/TjjxB5WDKvI/AAAAAAAAB-0/W_-tmNQ5Fdk/s1600/fDSC_0494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CejV8jNfRC0/TjjxB5WDKvI/AAAAAAAAB-0/W_-tmNQ5Fdk/s400/fDSC_0494.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love the foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvWmPWNmuFg/TjjxG2rO11I/AAAAAAAAB-4/B_4R3hYkU1E/s1600/fDSC_0496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvWmPWNmuFg/TjjxG2rO11I/AAAAAAAAB-4/B_4R3hYkU1E/s400/fDSC_0496.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fred finds the most legit hot dogs. Can you even call them hot dogs? They have like peppers or cheeses or other fancy-type things in them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QY10hLHM6qw/TjjxLb7JzFI/AAAAAAAAB-8/nmH-CQpEOj4/s1600/fDSC_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QY10hLHM6qw/TjjxLb7JzFI/AAAAAAAAB-8/nmH-CQpEOj4/s400/fDSC_0500.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the sub-family reunion, my Aunt Janet and my mom threw showers for their nieces - my cousin and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LHXAq5SFhLk/TjjxPj2UDRI/AAAAAAAAB_A/vc9Kr5gyrFE/s1600/fDSC_0558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LHXAq5SFhLk/TjjxPj2UDRI/AAAAAAAAB_A/vc9Kr5gyrFE/s400/fDSC_0558.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so funny? If you get offended easily/grossed out easily, I would skip the rest of this little blurb.&lt;br /&gt;We are all laughing because a particular cousin of mine who was a giver of this gift exclaimed, "What that REALLY is is a hemorrhoid pillow!" Ah yes, we are very open about our bodily functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jfxNEs14XU/TjjxUaNQCbI/AAAAAAAAB_E/r9Kg40fBrcs/s1600/fDSC_0569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jfxNEs14XU/TjjxUaNQCbI/AAAAAAAAB_E/r9Kg40fBrcs/s400/fDSC_0569.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my Aunt Janet behind me, and that's the FREAKING AWESOME sweater she crocheted for my little ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l_nQsX5cGqY/TjjxY8GVsBI/AAAAAAAAB_I/0eaBF_ppFZE/s1600/fDSC_0572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l_nQsX5cGqY/TjjxY8GVsBI/AAAAAAAAB_I/0eaBF_ppFZE/s400/fDSC_0572.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it got dark, it was time for fireworks... My uncle has it down to an art so that there are ALWAYS fireworks going (in the air and on the ground) simultaneously so none of us lose our attention too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8xV2y6-ruQ/Tjjxe3zD-yI/AAAAAAAAB_M/ttgqu2ieNVw/s1600/fDSC_0611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8xV2y6-ruQ/Tjjxe3zD-yI/AAAAAAAAB_M/ttgqu2ieNVw/s400/fDSC_0611.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmkyFheMcgI/Tjjxk32RooI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/ss-htjOMw_4/s1600/fDSC_0614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmkyFheMcgI/Tjjxk32RooI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/ss-htjOMw_4/s400/fDSC_0614.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image is probably of one of two things: the twins getting the next generation to dance and watch their shadows on the wall... or trying to time the genius idea of jumping over the fountain fireworks when they are "low".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cRr4jJwEajU/Tjjxo2Jh3cI/AAAAAAAAB_U/qTZPo1iokX8/s1600/fDSC_0618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cRr4jJwEajU/Tjjxo2Jh3cI/AAAAAAAAB_U/qTZPo1iokX8/s400/fDSC_0618.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FeI9IQIRTc/TjjxrmvQfeI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/rRJ9xcX6aLk/s1600/fDSC_0625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FeI9IQIRTc/TjjxrmvQfeI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/rRJ9xcX6aLk/s400/fDSC_0625.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7445810790871727733?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7445810790871727733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7445810790871727733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7445810790871727733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7445810790871727733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/lets-do-time-warp-again.html' title='let&apos;s do the time warp again!!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2aZPTOL7DS0/Tjjw9tz8mtI/AAAAAAAAB-w/V-yugsfO-XQ/s72-c/fDSC_0492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3970569489366411617</id><published>2011-08-04T11:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:51:00.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>belation part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another fourth of July classic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsQAk81eIW0/TjjwKxXJh-I/AAAAAAAAB-s/YgOxFkK53oo/s1600/bDSC_0654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsQAk81eIW0/TjjwKxXJh-I/AAAAAAAAB-s/YgOxFkK53oo/s640/bDSC_0654.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way to the cabin in Island Park, Brea gave herself a patriotic, gum-wrapper grill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3970569489366411617?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3970569489366411617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3970569489366411617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3970569489366411617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3970569489366411617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/belation-part-2.html' title='belation part 2'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsQAk81eIW0/TjjwKxXJh-I/AAAAAAAAB-s/YgOxFkK53oo/s72-c/bDSC_0654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6418856043202961664</id><published>2011-08-03T00:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:51:44.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastination + laziness + vacationing = 1 post in july</title><content type='html'>don't worry. it's not that i've lost my conceit.&lt;div&gt;so... let's do the time warp again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 2 - family reunion in Idaho Falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONBGVLofNJ4/Tjjr1-f_71I/AAAAAAAAB-E/kd3skkWkYwY/s1600/*DSC_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONBGVLofNJ4/Tjjr1-f_71I/AAAAAAAAB-E/kd3skkWkYwY/s640/*DSC_0058.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of Risa and her baby... oh and me? That's basically how I was all day. Sitting in a chair like a bum, dying from the "heat" and icing my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXUh88HhkK0/Tjjr6Lx5tEI/AAAAAAAAB-I/SFECQ9xIJvc/s1600/*DSC_0143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXUh88HhkK0/Tjjr6Lx5tEI/AAAAAAAAB-I/SFECQ9xIJvc/s400/*DSC_0143.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family tradition: come up with the most embarrassing looking games possible. This is my mom demonstrating the "wear a nylon on your head with a tennis ball in the toe and try to knock over water bottles".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsD24CzC8ws/TjjsAmXfOQI/AAAAAAAAB-M/vC5a6InAKsI/s1600/*DSC_0157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsD24CzC8ws/TjjsAmXfOQI/AAAAAAAAB-M/vC5a6InAKsI/s400/*DSC_0157.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kellen rocking the nylon look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XEUtg_v6uzI/TjjsGDslNtI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/KFzWyEHsHZY/s1600/*DSC_0172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XEUtg_v6uzI/TjjsGDslNtI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/KFzWyEHsHZY/s400/*DSC_0172.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taking a shot of my belly/shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFtzljMpk2U/TjjsLn4lDVI/AAAAAAAAB-U/DqqlRX0d-CI/s1600/*DSC_0181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFtzljMpk2U/TjjsLn4lDVI/AAAAAAAAB-U/DqqlRX0d-CI/s400/*DSC_0181.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three legged race has become quite a big deal... it's kind of competitive and probably the most participated in activity.&lt;br /&gt;Tia and Brea don't run it like a fun activity in which you deal with your legs being tied together. They run it like a race. Most people say "inside, outside, inside, outside" while running. Tia and Brea say, "long strides! pump your arms! keep on your toes!" like it's a sprint race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bITFIEYWj8E/TjjsSgAxTaI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/UmDEpI2W0Ls/s1600/*DSC_0189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bITFIEYWj8E/TjjsSgAxTaI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/UmDEpI2W0Ls/s400/*DSC_0189.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayna and I tried it out too (we had to basically beg Corey to let Dayna play and assure him that we'd run REALLY slow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-voZGVFUwNaM/TjjsYDTXWzI/AAAAAAAAB-c/GgboRgmWai4/s1600/*DSC_0193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-voZGVFUwNaM/TjjsYDTXWzI/AAAAAAAAB-c/GgboRgmWai4/s400/*DSC_0193.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tia and Brea dominated for the second year in a row. We really need to make a "you can't run with your twin" rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0CYpAmTXYgI/Tjjse5f1PcI/AAAAAAAAB-g/zSYyBOS7dqU/s1600/*DSC_0194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0CYpAmTXYgI/Tjjse5f1PcI/AAAAAAAAB-g/zSYyBOS7dqU/s400/*DSC_0194.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It reminds me of last year, in which Tia and Brea BARELY beat me and Brad. Lame. However, the line judges didn't see it so we didn't get any street cred, but luckily my cousin captured this image to prove our superiority. (Tia and Brea are crossing the finish line; Brad and I are on the far right of the image, just barely behind them... maybe we need sprint practice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0Vwa_oizzo/TjjvWTydf5I/AAAAAAAAB-o/pKFnV2SEiWg/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0Vwa_oizzo/TjjvWTydf5I/AAAAAAAAB-o/pKFnV2SEiWg/s400/securedownload.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what it looks like to have a three + four legged race...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vzfJJOH8by0/TjjskVkLJjI/AAAAAAAAB-k/M7aPpMTH-RE/s1600/*DSC_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vzfJJOH8by0/TjjskVkLJjI/AAAAAAAAB-k/M7aPpMTH-RE/s400/*DSC_0195.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry... there's PLENTY more where this came from...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6418856043202961664?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6418856043202961664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6418856043202961664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6418856043202961664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6418856043202961664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/08/procrastination-laziness-vacationing-1.html' title='procrastination + laziness + vacationing = 1 post in july'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONBGVLofNJ4/Tjjr1-f_71I/AAAAAAAAB-E/kd3skkWkYwY/s72-c/*DSC_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2048277039228398854</id><published>2011-07-09T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T00:16:46.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>belation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I realize that the fourth of July was Monday, and it is now Friday/Saturday, but we were REALLY proud of our ability to write backwards, and I've been roughing it in the wilderness at my uncle's cabin (which, the cabin is nicer than my house... so "roughing it" translates into "I had a lack of cell/internet service" more than it applies to our actual state of being) which means that my tardiness is obviously excused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Without further adieu, prepare to be impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_KyUiIA-rA/ThfxLVI-s6I/AAAAAAAAB98/yj0xEI45nHg/s1600/Happy+4th.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_KyUiIA-rA/ThfxLVI-s6I/AAAAAAAAB98/yj0xEI45nHg/s1600/Happy+4th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PS Tia was there, taking the photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Fykkhima8o/ThfyHbargXI/AAAAAAAAB-A/J2UcoDKjlD8/s1600/DSC_0702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Fykkhima8o/ThfyHbargXI/AAAAAAAAB-A/J2UcoDKjlD8/s320/DSC_0702.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/1733468575807447927-2048277039228398854?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2048277039228398854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2048277039228398854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2048277039228398854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2048277039228398854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/07/belation.html' title='belation.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_KyUiIA-rA/ThfxLVI-s6I/AAAAAAAAB98/yj0xEI45nHg/s72-c/Happy+4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-717549874832366634</id><published>2011-06-30T18:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T18:30:07.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the end.</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day of work. I'm pretty sure it's better than Christmas! Especially since Christmas meant one day of relaxation then a long drive to come back to work! I survived a holiday retail season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I will miss about working:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- co-workers aka my only friends for the past three months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a discount&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a paycheck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I will not miss:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- waking up in the mornings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- fetching shoes for people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- avoiding heat stroke under the AWFUL lamps in our area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlma9UVfO5Y/Tg0USX8kSfI/AAAAAAAAB94/DtieP06NIuA/s1600/249630_1921113761259_1644525329_1891081_2180102_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlma9UVfO5Y/Tg0USX8kSfI/AAAAAAAAB94/DtieP06NIuA/s320/249630_1921113761259_1644525329_1891081_2180102_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike snagged this photo of me working a couple of Saturdays ago. Please say I didn't always look this shleppy at work (but I probably did - that is in the primary heated spot).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to make my last shopping trip tonight to take advantage of my discount for the final hours that I can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other reason I'm glad it's my last day of work:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned my last day to be at my 7 month (ish) mark! So that means I "only" have 2 more months left of hauling around this ninja in my belly! I'm hoping it goes by fairly quickly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-717549874832366634?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/717549874832366634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=717549874832366634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/717549874832366634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/717549874832366634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/06/end.html' title='the end.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlma9UVfO5Y/Tg0USX8kSfI/AAAAAAAAB94/DtieP06NIuA/s72-c/249630_1921113761259_1644525329_1891081_2180102_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4473982053104758025</id><published>2011-06-15T22:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:37:32.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/249612_10150327989884056_651844055_9713517_5880024_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/249612_10150327989884056_651844055_9713517_5880024_n.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm SUPER excited that my little niece won a cute &lt;a href="http://www.plgrove.org/strawberry-days"&gt;baby contest&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;today! She's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the baby front, my belly is getting SO FAT... I need to find a camera and show that monster off soon... Until then, I guess I'm supposed to register for baby stuff, which is ironic because most other people have had babies and I know nothing about the stuff you need for babies, so it doesn't really make sense for me to pick out baby stuff.... Which is why I'm about to make the following public service announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CALLING ALL MOMS/FRIENDS AND FAMILY OF MOMS/PRESENT BUYERS FOR MOMS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #e06666; color: black;"&gt;What are some awesome baby things? You know, things that you could never live without?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #e06666; color: black;"&gt;Good diaper brands?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #e06666; color: black;"&gt;Things that are AWFUL that should be avoided at all costs?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #e06666; color: black;"&gt;Most convenient things?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #e06666; color: black;"&gt;Did you put your baby in baby gowns/was that a win?&lt;span style="background-color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e06666;"&gt;Or even non-specifics, like "your diaper bag can never be big enough" or "always be sure to have sanitizer on hand" or "I slept in my glider for days" or something like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Your assistance is greatly appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4473982053104758025?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4473982053104758025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4473982053104758025&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4473982053104758025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4473982053104758025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-baby.html' title='oh baby!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-935768956865456628</id><published>2011-06-08T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T22:26:36.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>crash: a travesty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yI3p8aRQnHo/TJGhRL_dj8I/AAAAAAAAF8w/G6TVmsrKVmQ/s1600/barren-explosion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yI3p8aRQnHo/TJGhRL_dj8I/AAAAAAAAF8w/G6TVmsrKVmQ/s320/barren-explosion.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This image is NOT mine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh what?&lt;br /&gt;My hard drive crashed? You can't get anything off of it? Thanks genius bar (but really, the genius bar was fabulous even though their diagnosis was anything but).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so my life came tumbling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures of May cake 1 aka Davide's birthday? Gone. Photos from Alaska? Also gone (I really can't talk about this. I can't even believe I could type it. I'm seriously distraught.). The Sunglasses Game photos from Alaska? Same fate.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention countless programs, files, randomocities, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I've died a little bit inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{This post COULD'VE been accompanied by a picture like &lt;a href="http://fotobloggumbo.com/node/354"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, but why would I tie a negative connotation to something I view so positively?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-935768956865456628?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/935768956865456628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=935768956865456628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/935768956865456628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/935768956865456628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/06/crash-travesty.html' title='crash: a travesty'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yI3p8aRQnHo/TJGhRL_dj8I/AAAAAAAAF8w/G6TVmsrKVmQ/s72-c/barren-explosion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1839873507942197670</id><published>2011-06-03T12:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:57:00.534-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><title type='text'>To Whom it May Concern:</title><content type='html'>It is true that I am carrying a baby in my belly. This is not a rumor that I fabricated for my own personal enjoyment. Quite the contrary. In fact, I am growing a little ninja who used to love my spine but now loves to kick me in the ribs/hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proof:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgZKrAvcKVs/TecYMhKkJRI/AAAAAAAAB9s/8VyVpMm9_mo/s1600/belly+27+weeks%252C+6+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgZKrAvcKVs/TecYMhKkJRI/AAAAAAAAB9s/8VyVpMm9_mo/s320/belly+27+weeks%252C+6+months.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Six down, three (long) months to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why haven't I posted any pictures? Well my friends, I was very determined to track my belly's growth on a weekly basis, but then I got lazy... plus my belly proved to grow at a REALLY slow rate so it wasn't anything exciting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is either my 16-ish week or my 20-ish week picture... I can't remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07u-NYdxYEM/TecYMIEJ_QI/AAAAAAAAB9o/5B1DC-RfNTc/s320/belly+16+or+20-ish+weeks.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I swear to you that I was feeling quite large and it had grown a lot at this point, but you see, nothing really to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1839873507942197670?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1839873507942197670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1839873507942197670&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1839873507942197670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1839873507942197670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To Whom it May Concern:'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgZKrAvcKVs/TecYMhKkJRI/AAAAAAAAB9s/8VyVpMm9_mo/s72-c/belly+27+weeks%252C+6+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8713151498595611221</id><published>2011-06-01T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:32:00.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to kuck'/><title type='text'>to kuck,</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the lovely Alaskan gift! You are so thoughtful; it's exactly what I would have picked out - Alaskan jade. It definitely will always remind me of &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/brad-and-whitneys-great-alaskan.html"&gt;my trip to Alaska&lt;/a&gt;. I absolutely love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_0l4WTJfqY/TecXsTAz0-I/AAAAAAAAB9k/MQBBqjw623g/s1600/thank+you+brad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_0l4WTJfqY/TecXsTAz0-I/AAAAAAAAB9k/MQBBqjw623g/s320/thank+you+brad.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.the.best.wife.ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8713151498595611221?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8713151498595611221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8713151498595611221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8713151498595611221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8713151498595611221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-kuck.html' title='to kuck,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_0l4WTJfqY/TecXsTAz0-I/AAAAAAAAB9k/MQBBqjw623g/s72-c/thank+you+brad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6335900387063296158</id><published>2011-05-30T02:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T02:49:34.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad and Whitney's Great Alaskan Adventure</title><content type='html'>I finally kind of finished compiling my pictures from my trip to Alaska last week. And by kind of I mean after a couple of hours, I just got antsy and said, "Yep, that's as good as it gets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UnZEys_eHA/TeNRnkQ1ptI/AAAAAAAAB8w/4cIX2Su6hdI/s1600/Alaska+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UnZEys_eHA/TeNRnkQ1ptI/AAAAAAAAB8w/4cIX2Su6hdI/s400/Alaska+small.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And so, here is a miniature photographic journey of my visit to Brad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It'd been about 6-ish+ weeks since he'd left, and it was about 1 week before I officially hit my third trimester (that, my friends, is today and three months seems like a LONG TIME to have to be pregnant still)... Aka it was the perfect time for a jaunt to the 49th state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYaisHiqriw/TeNR2HSbkGI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/FD3R6d1yX58/s1600/Us.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYaisHiqriw/TeNR2HSbkGI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/FD3R6d1yX58/s320/Us.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate A LOT on our trip... Numbers 1-5 of my list of things to do in Alaska consisted of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ9p5Ft8dIY/TeNRmafep2I/AAAAAAAAB8s/JRJmZJl4eo0/s1600/Alaska+Food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="577" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ9p5Ft8dIY/TeNRmafep2I/AAAAAAAAB8s/JRJmZJl4eo0/s640/Alaska+Food.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{Because you care about my eating details: Top row, L-R: My breakfast at &lt;a href="http://www.gwenniesrestaurant.com/"&gt;Gwennies&lt;/a&gt; of sourdough pancakes, delicious bacon, and half a plate of scrambled eggs; Brad's apple cinnamon stuffed french toast at &lt;a href="http://www.snowcitycafe.com/"&gt;Snow City Cafe&lt;/a&gt;; my Kodiak Eggs Benedict (eggs benedict with a crabcake on it aka one of the best breakfasts of my life) at&lt;a href="http://www.snowcitycafe.com/"&gt; Snow City Cafe&lt;/a&gt; (I've been dreaming about this dish since I found out Brad was going to Alaska and I researched it out).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2nd row, L-R: reindeer sausage, which is just eh... not really good; Brad's breakfast at &lt;a href="http://www.gwenniesrestaurant.com/"&gt;Gwennies&lt;/a&gt; (after this meal, Brad "decided" that we shouldn't order the same thing ever i.e. he shouldn't just copy my order. Also, he asked me, "How do I order fried eggs, you know, so they cook it on both sides?" to which I replied, "Fried eggs."); a pasta invention I made on Sunday night that I was pretty impressed with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;3rd row, L-R: Rockfish fish and chips at &lt;a href="http://www.beartooththeatre.net/"&gt;Bear Tooth Grill &lt;/a&gt;= best fries ever; my crab sandwich at &lt;a href="http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/64/1426057/restaurant/Downtown/F-Street-Station-Anchorage"&gt;F Street Station&lt;/a&gt;; Brad's magically delicious macadamia nut encrusted halibut at &lt;a href="http://www.beartooththeatre.net/"&gt;Bear Tooth Grill&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;4th row, L-R: Brad's AMAZING halibut fish and chips at &lt;a href="http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/64/1426057/restaurant/Downtown/F-Street-Station-Anchorage"&gt;F Street Station&lt;/a&gt; (fries = subpar, fish = magic in my mouth); the best meal ever at &lt;a href="http://www.doublemuskyinn.com/framed.html"&gt;Double Musky&lt;/a&gt; (the Cajun/Alaskan/seafood restaurant), crawfish dip (oh my best thing I had the whole trip... maybe) and crab stuffed halibut.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day one, we hiked Flattop Mountain, which I'm sure no one really thought we'd hike ALL THE WAY TO THE TOP... just to like a viewing platform. But I kept on feeling like if I came that far, I might as well finish... three hours later, we arrived at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb2JRclPEy8/TeNRyenhUNI/AAAAAAAAB9I/HDGGHHZBh_M/s1600/Flattop+Mountain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb2JRclPEy8/TeNRyenhUNI/AAAAAAAAB9I/HDGGHHZBh_M/s640/Flattop+Mountain.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;About halfway through the hike, I took Brad's picture. The mountain behind him is the mountain we climbed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At the top, it was freezing, so I hid behind this rock wall that people had built up to block the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On day two, we took our little getaway car on a road trip down scenic Seward Highway (also on my list) to visit some sights. We actually loved this little toy car and were sad to see it go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2rzOryYeYU/TeNR0F3r90I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/WmSZ_FksBB8/s1600/Sweet+Ride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2rzOryYeYU/TeNR0F3r90I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/WmSZ_FksBB8/s320/Sweet+Ride.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We visited Portage Glacier... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwmdsjmI7-Y/TeNRzYkXkNI/AAAAAAAAB9M/AJCtz06XzuY/s1600/Portage+Glacier.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwmdsjmI7-Y/TeNRzYkXkNI/AAAAAAAAB9M/AJCtz06XzuY/s400/Portage+Glacier.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And had a quick picnic in Chugach National Forest.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsq0oLH8Mf0/TeNRk58mxJI/AAAAAAAAB8o/2svlSi8-n-I/s1600/a+Picnic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsq0oLH8Mf0/TeNRk58mxJI/AAAAAAAAB8o/2svlSi8-n-I/s400/a+Picnic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also visited the Alaska Wildlife Conservation Center which is like a cross between Yellowstone and a zoo. We liked that you could drive it because our legs were shot from mountain-climbing aka "hiking" the day before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lI7BpT0OP00/TeNRrnj0seI/AAAAAAAAB84/2lu4_HARHOs/s1600/Alaska+Wildlife+Conservation+Center.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lI7BpT0OP00/TeNRrnj0seI/AAAAAAAAB84/2lu4_HARHOs/s640/Alaska+Wildlife+Conservation+Center.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I mainly just wanted to see bears... and luckily I got to see them play fight, and I got to see one pee!&lt;br /&gt;As we were driving through, Brad got all enthusiastic and said, "Oh!! I heard about these!"&lt;br /&gt;So I got excited that he had heard about something that we were seeing like I am some sort of a fairy godmother and asked him what...&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "Wild tractors!!"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I still fall for his sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three had a lot of me walking while Brad worked and I got to see lots of pretty Alaska (although these photos are a compilation of pretties from the whole trip, not just from day three).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umAFCZvMNxA/TeNRwdlw_iI/AAAAAAAAB9A/aGPglxowbkc/s1600/Alaskan+Nature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umAFCZvMNxA/TeNRwdlw_iI/AAAAAAAAB9A/aGPglxowbkc/s640/Alaskan+Nature.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day three was the magical Double Musky day aka best food ever. We then topped it off with this sunset around 10:30/11 on our way home (but it wouldn't get dark until about midnight thirty). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxV5OTZgv7o/TeNRo9tkSgI/AAAAAAAAB80/JtYNfT8Ofnw/s1600/Alaska+Sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxV5OTZgv7o/TeNRo9tkSgI/AAAAAAAAB80/JtYNfT8Ofnw/s640/Alaska+Sunset.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Brad worked on Day four, I walked to the Anchorage Museum to get a bit of Alaskan history, culture, art, and the awesome Imaginarium Discovery Center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwWU8iTEX9I/TeNRxTqwm3I/AAAAAAAAB9E/Ch-q44lZWWo/s1600/Anchorage+Museum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="548" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwWU8iTEX9I/TeNRxTqwm3I/AAAAAAAAB9E/Ch-q44lZWWo/s640/Anchorage+Museum.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Check out how hot my baby is... yep, that's me in the heat sensor image thing they had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then on the last day, we woke up, went to the airport, and had the world turn back upside down as we return to single-married life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWPT6FtgjkM/TeNR1MyqwTI/AAAAAAAAB9U/UdQ_1l1by44/s1600/Upside+Down.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWPT6FtgjkM/TeNR1MyqwTI/AAAAAAAAB9U/UdQ_1l1by44/s400/Upside+Down.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledge how many pictures of food there are and how few pictures there are of the both of us... yeah. I'm pretty sure I posted every picture of us together too...&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? We take our eating very seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6335900387063296158?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6335900387063296158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6335900387063296158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6335900387063296158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6335900387063296158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/brad-and-whitneys-great-alaskan.html' title='Brad and Whitney&apos;s Great Alaskan Adventure'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UnZEys_eHA/TeNRnkQ1ptI/AAAAAAAAB8w/4cIX2Su6hdI/s72-c/Alaska+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2509258654323857983</id><published>2011-05-24T01:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T01:15:34.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just visiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been away from blogging while preparing for my Alaska trip!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Currently enjoying lots of foods and hanging out with b-rad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1zd7Sod6XE/TdtZwemf4mI/AAAAAAAAB8g/MKM4wSgVUrI/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJg1b6mEsUM/TdtahgeQ0tI/AAAAAAAAB8k/9wWC-mFJaCw/s1600/DSC_0298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJg1b6mEsUM/TdtahgeQ0tI/AAAAAAAAB8k/9wWC-mFJaCw/s320/DSC_0298.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're also starting up &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-day.html"&gt;The Sunglasses Game&lt;/a&gt;... so you should play too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-2509258654323857983?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2509258654323857983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2509258654323857983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2509258654323857983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2509258654323857983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-visiting.html' title='just visiting'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1zd7Sod6XE/TdtZwemf4mI/AAAAAAAAB8g/MKM4wSgVUrI/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2329229202468706433</id><published>2011-05-14T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:29:15.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunglasses Game'/><title type='text'>lazy days</title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy to post pictures of actual things, but seriously guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-day.html"&gt;PLAY THE SUNGLASSES GAME WITH ME!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I have more friends than this...&lt;br /&gt;email your address to thesunglassesgame@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{The Sunglasses Game is basically a conceited chain letter in which you get mailed a pair of sunglasses, take your photo in them, and then mail them off to someone else; I collect all the pictures and &lt;a href="http://thesunglassesgame.blogspot.com/"&gt;we look at ourselves online&lt;/a&gt;. Awesome, right?}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-2329229202468706433?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2329229202468706433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2329229202468706433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2329229202468706433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2329229202468706433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/lazy-days.html' title='lazy days'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-50921011956041690</id><published>2011-05-05T14:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T14:00:00.510-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to kuck'/><title type='text'>to el kuck-o,</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinco_de_Mayo"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, Cinco de Mayo celebrates the unlikely victory of the Mexican army over the French in a little battle. Apparently it's an American Civil War holiday and not really celebrated in Mexico; Californian Mexicans/Latinos invented the holiday in honor of their support of "the fragile cause of defending freedom and democracy"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{well that's a fun fact} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, this year, Cinco de Mayo also commemorates my one month anniversary of being a "free woman" aka a semi-single lady i.e. it's been a month since you left for Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;I prepared for this holiday by giving my hair a much needed update (seriously, 6 1/2 months?! No one should have to wait that long between haircuts):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBrO7ALlocI/TcIq2MWo03I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/FBNWLwnnUjE/s1600/new+herr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBrO7ALlocI/TcIq2MWo03I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/FBNWLwnnUjE/s320/new+herr.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken a photo of how long it was before... because it was LONG. I look much less like a bum now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you should see the new me so that you aren't shocked when you pick up this stranger at the airport in Anchorage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, el jefe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS I also may have "celebrated" by getting myself some new clothes... I thought I'd be able to make it without maternity clothes, but I can't handle getting dressed because everything makes my belly hurt... so I broke down and bought some. Good news: I look pretty good, and I got a good deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-50921011956041690?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/50921011956041690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=50921011956041690&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/50921011956041690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/50921011956041690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-el-kuck-o.html' title='to el kuck-o,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBrO7ALlocI/TcIq2MWo03I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/FBNWLwnnUjE/s72-c/new+herr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8073237385080117308</id><published>2011-05-01T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:54:11.843-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunglasses Game'/><title type='text'>MAY DAY!!</title><content type='html'>In order to attempt to have The Sunglasses Game go more throughout the summer and less into winter, I'm thinking we'll start a little earlier this year.&lt;br /&gt;I have just ordered this year's glasses, so hopefully they look as cool in real life as they do in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8iEF-TKUdI/Tb3kIU98n8I/AAAAAAAAB8U/p-qNdkoQZes/s1600/The+Sunglasses+Game+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8iEF-TKUdI/Tb3kIU98n8I/AAAAAAAAB8U/p-qNdkoQZes/s640/The+Sunglasses+Game+2010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you want to play,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;send your address to &lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;thesunglassesgame@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also experimenting with an idea so that hopefully the glasses will make it to everyone... &lt;br /&gt;I'll be sending out multiple pairs of the same glasses. Some packages  will have different instructions. &lt;i style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Group One&lt;/i&gt; will be done &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;the same way&lt;/span&gt;  as in years past: send them to whoever you want and email me who you  sent them to with the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Group Two&lt;/i&gt; will have &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;a schedule with a  deadline&lt;/span&gt; for you to mail the glasses to the next person. We will see  which method works better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may or may not be a third group with  other ideas (Rachel, are you going to be in Spain all summer? We have to  powwow about an idea I have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;in addition to your address, please send me good times for you to get the glasses&lt;/span&gt; (i.e. right before an awesome trip, right around a significant event, or bad times like NOT July since I'll be gone that month or NOT August because we're moving). Also, let me know if you prefer group one or two or you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesunglassesgame.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunglasses-game-beta-new-rules.html"&gt;The general rules are the same...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;We're playing&lt;a href="http://thesunglassesgame.blogspot.com/"&gt; the sunglasses game &lt;/a&gt;- you take a photo of yourself/your friends and lovers wearing the sunglasses and we make a giant collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cfe2f3; color: #f1c232;"&gt;IF YOU WANT TO PLAY, EMAIL &lt;b&gt;thesunglassesgame@gmail.com&lt;/b&gt; WITH THE FOLLOWING INFO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;1 | Your name and address&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;2 | Times to send or not to send you the glasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;3 | If you prefer group one or two (optional)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8073237385080117308?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8073237385080117308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8073237385080117308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8073237385080117308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8073237385080117308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-day.html' title='MAY DAY!!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b8iEF-TKUdI/Tb3kIU98n8I/AAAAAAAAB8U/p-qNdkoQZes/s72-c/The+Sunglasses+Game+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2667588209252306131</id><published>2011-04-28T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T23:43:32.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>other things we did BBL (Before Brad Left)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Visit the Museum of Paleontology (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EnBb_DgckkQ"&gt;Lick Poop&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Savqmd5pNeI/TayAZZCoCpI/AAAAAAAAB7w/kbBsb4RT4wQ/s1600/+paleontology.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Savqmd5pNeI/TayAZZCoCpI/AAAAAAAAB7w/kbBsb4RT4wQ/s320/+paleontology.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Which we found to be mostly full of plastic replicas of actual bones that are not on display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n52P4tpvwFY/TayAb-QD6UI/AAAAAAAAB70/E6JZCHqtiEU/s1600/P3230033+paleontology.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n52P4tpvwFY/TayAb-QD6UI/AAAAAAAAB70/E6JZCHqtiEU/s320/P3230033+paleontology.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1PPHbyLQzto/TayAeY26G5I/AAAAAAAAB74/r23FJ4RcO-k/s1600/P3230034+paleontology.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1PPHbyLQzto/TayAeY26G5I/AAAAAAAAB74/r23FJ4RcO-k/s320/P3230034+paleontology.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went bowling with McKian + Z, Bregan, and Cody, which turned into magical cosmic bowling... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVpU7Lym8F0/TayAgopch1I/AAAAAAAAB78/NGZZIrW2rZc/s1600/P3290039+fat+cats.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVpU7Lym8F0/TayAgopch1I/AAAAAAAAB78/NGZZIrW2rZc/s320/P3290039+fat+cats.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ooh! And then Brad and I took pictures in this photobooth which was only ONE DOLLAR instead of three (there was a magic credit for $2 already in there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqOcePYflpE/TayAiZRKPUI/AAAAAAAAB8A/YZvdNJ934Is/s1600/P3290047+2+magic+photobooth.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqOcePYflpE/TayAiZRKPUI/AAAAAAAAB8A/YZvdNJ934Is/s320/P3290047+2+magic+photobooth.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the upside down version of me and Blad at the airport before he left for grood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNLuGUONzWo/TayAlqbLoGI/AAAAAAAAB8E/8nHHAARE6qM/s1600/P4050054+2+blad+leaves.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNLuGUONzWo/TayAlqbLoGI/AAAAAAAAB8E/8nHHAARE6qM/s320/P4050054+2+blad+leaves.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then he left and I cried and I was SUPER embarrassed. True. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now on the weekends, I get wasted and go clubbin... you know, livin up the single life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-2667588209252306131?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2667588209252306131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2667588209252306131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2667588209252306131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2667588209252306131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/other-things-we-did-bbl-before-brad.html' title='other things we did BBL (Before Brad Left)'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Savqmd5pNeI/TayAZZCoCpI/AAAAAAAAB7w/kbBsb4RT4wQ/s72-c/+paleontology.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7158110923261447111</id><published>2011-04-23T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:41:00.576-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let them eat cake'/><title type='text'>March Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DLEni9q1lA/Tax-4hri7xI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_23c37MmArY/s1600/P3300049+2+march+cake.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DLEni9q1lA/Tax-4hri7xI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_23c37MmArY/s320/P3300049+2+march+cake.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I asked Brad what kind of a cake he wanted for March since he was leaving, and he had only one request: chocolate. Real original Brad. I wanted something less boring so I searched through Food Network and found &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/chocolate-layer-cake-with-cheesecake-filling-recipe/index.html"&gt;this cake&lt;/a&gt;. It's a chocolate cake with a cheesecake filling. Yes, I made a freaking cheesecake to stick in the middle layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RG_ks154qPY/Tax-7Y4hsfI/AAAAAAAAB7s/sdXP97shvxM/s1600/P4100056+2+march+cake.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RG_ks154qPY/Tax-7Y4hsfI/AAAAAAAAB7s/sdXP97shvxM/s320/P4100056+2+march+cake.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It had some almond extract (liqueur, but I swapped for some extract instead - if you do this, you only need like 1/10 of the amount) so it had a sweet nutty flavor to it. The cake was REALLY rich but also REALLY good. The cheesecake in the middle was a nice touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*In case you were wondering what's with all the cake, I read on some blog that some person was making a cake a month as a New Year's Resolution and decided to adopt it. There are hundreds of cake recipes I always want to try, but we never have an "occasion" to make cake and you don't always want to try something new on a birthday or something. So now, I will test all those new recipes and hopefully find some new favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guess what else! This is the THREE HUNDREDTH POST. An accomplishment or a sign that I need a life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7158110923261447111?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7158110923261447111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7158110923261447111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7158110923261447111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7158110923261447111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/march-cake.html' title='March Cake'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DLEni9q1lA/Tax-4hri7xI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_23c37MmArY/s72-c/P3300049+2+march+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2949104901599396370</id><published>2011-04-21T10:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T18:18:09.318-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to kuck'/><title type='text'>dear kuck mckuck,</title><content type='html'>Because of all the organizing/bed hi-jacking/refinishing/rearranging that I'm doing, our house is kind of a disaster right now. Disaster/hurricane/tornado - except all these words don't really express the extremity of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SICm1wOSm4/Ta_C4DlAWhI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/ZitqNxuyLP8/s1600/DSC_0674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SICm1wOSm4/Ta_C4DlAWhI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/ZitqNxuyLP8/s320/DSC_0674.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: count your many blessings that you're missing out on the clubhouse effect (what Brea calls our house because "it feels like a treehouse since there's stuff everywhere).&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the day that I have a pristine home and can give you an HGTV-style big reveal of how awesomely organized everything is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the best wife ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-2949104901599396370?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2949104901599396370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2949104901599396370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2949104901599396370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2949104901599396370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-kuck-mckuck.html' title='dear kuck mckuck,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SICm1wOSm4/Ta_C4DlAWhI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/ZitqNxuyLP8/s72-c/DSC_0674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-5226062795163176117</id><published>2011-04-18T12:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:10:24.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how we do it</title><content type='html'>When we found out we had about two weeks to spend together before reverting to semi-single life, we decided to try to make the most of it. Unfortunately/Luckily Brad and I have one common passion (we have a few, but this is EASILY our favorite): Eating... So we spent a lot of our spare time eating together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;I found out it was Mardi Gras mid-day and decided we needed to hit it up in style... so we used a Groupon from sometime ago and went to our favorite burger stop: SmashBurger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4ukRA51cDY/Tax5ktMjTjI/AAAAAAAAB6s/5SZl8ItWBhM/s1600/P3080011+fat+tuesday.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4ukRA51cDY/Tax5ktMjTjI/AAAAAAAAB6s/5SZl8ItWBhM/s320/P3080011+fat+tuesday.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got to eat these lovely beauties (I craved french fries like the plague for a good two month period):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7AxA0jn7AQ/Tax5mxuNKyI/AAAAAAAAB6w/ZoPndm2UghQ/s1600/P3080012+fries.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7AxA0jn7AQ/Tax5mxuNKyI/AAAAAAAAB6w/ZoPndm2UghQ/s320/P3080012+fries.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed that up with a trip to Yogurtland, which lives up to the hype and has pretty freaking good yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_3VB3_8q4I/Tax5pF7GNWI/AAAAAAAAB60/ZcmgE3a_8ZM/s1600/P3080013+yogurtland.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_3VB3_8q4I/Tax5pF7GNWI/AAAAAAAAB60/ZcmgE3a_8ZM/s320/P3080013+yogurtland.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My magic pink yogurt - I think it was guava passionfruit or something?, pistachio (the BEST ever), and coconut with sprinkles, mochi balls, and a lychee (the Yogurtlandia-ese man said it's like a cross between a mandarin orange and a pear - good description and it's really good too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcmtg7lBNWo/Tax5rIEFivI/AAAAAAAAB64/gcwAlkseuuU/s1600/P3080015+yougurtland+and+lychee.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcmtg7lBNWo/Tax5rIEFivI/AAAAAAAAB64/gcwAlkseuuU/s320/P3080015+yougurtland+and+lychee.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blad's pistachio, strawberry, chocolate something or another with blackberries and the best cheesecake bits he's ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwDujCkgwBo/Tax5tfxFoNI/AAAAAAAAB68/CgSXWY2_kWw/s1600/P3080016+yogurtland+brad.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwDujCkgwBo/Tax5tfxFoNI/AAAAAAAAB68/CgSXWY2_kWw/s320/P3080016+yogurtland+brad.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;****&lt;/div&gt;I also started seeing pictures of food and wanting to eat them... this was crusty grilled cheese with invention Italian sausage soup (I looked up about three recipes then made one up with things I wanted to go into it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1rvPutaXPxA/Tax5vQSqp3I/AAAAAAAAB7A/GMRqOiUjlw0/s1600/P3100017+Invented+italian+soup+and+grilled+cheese.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1rvPutaXPxA/Tax5vQSqp3I/AAAAAAAAB7A/GMRqOiUjlw0/s320/P3100017+Invented+italian+soup+and+grilled+cheese.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**** &lt;/div&gt;At Malawi's Pizza with the Rat and Jason... I think I left with atherosclerosis but it was dang good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9O0t3_uTUJw/Tax5xkPoabI/AAAAAAAAB7E/_fz59CvOAv4/s1600/P3110018+malawi%2527s.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9O0t3_uTUJw/Tax5xkPoabI/AAAAAAAAB7E/_fz59CvOAv4/s320/P3110018+malawi%2527s.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**** &lt;/div&gt;For the first day of spring we busted out the grill and had steak Asian kabobs... I LOVE grilling our own steak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0SPk-Nv4YbU/Tax5z753_YI/AAAAAAAAB7I/yXxBjNRZdnQ/s1600/P3200028+first+day+of+spring.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0SPk-Nv4YbU/Tax5z753_YI/AAAAAAAAB7I/yXxBjNRZdnQ/s320/P3200028+first+day+of+spring.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**** &lt;/div&gt;Every year during spring, Lobsterfest happens at Red Lobster and every year, Brad sees the commercials and wants to go. So, compliments of Discover cashback (if you don't do this, let's talk because it's the BEST thing of my life), we dined at Red Lobster and Brad had lots and lots of lobster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNDkR9ABKrU/Tax518EsaeI/AAAAAAAAB7M/0fdBWXuwz8I/s1600/P3220030+lobsterfest.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNDkR9ABKrU/Tax518EsaeI/AAAAAAAAB7M/0fdBWXuwz8I/s320/P3220030+lobsterfest.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We also tried the lobster bisque which was DELICIOUS. I had some sort of crab alfredo dish that I literally ate like 3/4 of the crab off of then picked at the noodles because I was so full. Then, after we boxed the leftovers (complete with the AWESOME biscuits), I forgot it on the table. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;We also had to eat some J Dawgs - I got extra pickles so that I could eat one by itself and one with the hot dog... also fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zgh0sT5qUs/Tax5301qdCI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/HMtSWmKGgks/s1600/P3230031+j+dawgs.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zgh0sT5qUs/Tax5301qdCI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/HMtSWmKGgks/s320/P3230031+j+dawgs.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**** &lt;/div&gt;Oooh, this was a good invention too. Beef stew with a puff pastry top. I looked up a bunch of beef stew recipes...&amp;nbsp; Then I think I ended up going with a Paula Deen recipe. I got some stew beef at Target - it's some fancy angus beef pieces and OH MY GOSH THEY WERE SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri4MzRjres4/Tax56Szz1NI/AAAAAAAAB7U/yhaM3X8zLlM/s1600/P3230035+beef+stew.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri4MzRjres4/Tax56Szz1NI/AAAAAAAAB7U/yhaM3X8zLlM/s320/P3230035+beef+stew.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;You just crush the top in kind of like a pot pie... so easy yet so mmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp0o3cTc7-E/Tax583gT1PI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/YkO5r_EUP7o/s1600/P3230037+beef+stew.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp0o3cTc7-E/Tax583gT1PI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/YkO5r_EUP7o/s320/P3230037+beef+stew.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**** &lt;/div&gt;The day before Brad left, we had buffalo wings at Rocky Mountain WingShak - the ONLY place to get good buffalo wings in Utah. XX Hot Garlic Parmesan and Hot = magic in my mouth. The tater tots? Also magical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWbONQ7V5L8/Tax6Bf_bTQI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Lq6V_9KlmdU/s1600/P4040051+2+rocky+mountain+wingshak.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWbONQ7V5L8/Tax6Bf_bTQI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Lq6V_9KlmdU/s320/P4040051+2+rocky+mountain+wingshak.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**** &lt;/div&gt;On our way to the airport, we hit up Thai Lotus in Salt Lake for some good Thai food... their lunch specials are SUPER awesome and super cheap. I forgot my camera in the car, so Brad took them with his phone (I think), and I don't have access to his phone, so you'll just have to imagine how good that food was....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-5226062795163176117?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5226062795163176117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=5226062795163176117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5226062795163176117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5226062795163176117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-how-we-do-it.html' title='this is how we do it'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4ukRA51cDY/Tax5ktMjTjI/AAAAAAAAB6s/5SZl8ItWBhM/s72-c/P3080011+fat+tuesday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1352246097005701288</id><published>2011-04-14T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:57:13.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to kuck'/><title type='text'>dear blad,</title><content type='html'>Since I'll hopefully be asleep by the time you get off work, I thought I'd write you a [public] letter because I'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you've been concerned about my eating habits since you've left. Especially since it has mainly consisted of things like donuts, candy, potato chips, a few leftovers, noodles, bread, Taco Bell, french fries....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you can be comforted, this is what I had for dinner the other night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-pWV255O-8/TafP0qEoqGI/AAAAAAAAB6k/pjrCgET-UeQ/s1600/P4130065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-pWV255O-8/TafP0qEoqGI/AAAAAAAAB6k/pjrCgET-UeQ/s400/P4130065.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PastaRoni with chicken and tomatoes and a butter lettuce salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm just out of habit cooking or what, but oh my gosh the PastaRoni was so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1352246097005701288?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1352246097005701288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1352246097005701288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1352246097005701288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1352246097005701288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-blad.html' title='dear blad,'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-pWV255O-8/TafP0qEoqGI/AAAAAAAAB6k/pjrCgET-UeQ/s72-c/P4130065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7431305511385669396</id><published>2011-04-13T14:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:40:53.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another rhetorical true or false statement</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/alright.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt; was true too (even though Brad tried to throw everyone off with his comment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I'll have funny true or false stories that might actually be false...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, here's another "true or false" statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just found out that we have to move in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same time that the baby is due. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Yep. I'm loving life right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FkavFsOiJk/TaYJ4pjqfEI/AAAAAAAAB6g/pwFak51QQG4/s1600/PC240007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FkavFsOiJk/TaYJ4pjqfEI/AAAAAAAAB6g/pwFak51QQG4/s640/PC240007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{This is a picture of a sign I saw on our Christmas Eve drive to Vegas. It's at the Casablanca in Mesquite and says, "Hit a Royal, Get a Bonus!" Appropriate, no?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7431305511385669396?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7431305511385669396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7431305511385669396&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7431305511385669396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7431305511385669396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/yet-another-rhetorical-true-or-false.html' title='yet another rhetorical true or false statement'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FkavFsOiJk/TaYJ4pjqfEI/AAAAAAAAB6g/pwFak51QQG4/s72-c/PC240007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2826997358373221110</id><published>2011-04-05T08:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:30:11.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>true or false: absence makes the heart grow fonder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alright... so &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-may-have-missed-out-on.html"&gt;that last post&lt;/a&gt; was true. woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, knowing that i will soon be great with child, is the following true or false...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brad is selling alarms again this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in alaska.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;without me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;starting today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Dc1qLbNC0/TZjmpThrM4I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/KyqlsR959WY/s1600/long-distance-map.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Dc1qLbNC0/TZjmpThrM4I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/KyqlsR959WY/s640/long-distance-map.png" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{cute map huh!} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/1733468575807447927-2826997358373221110?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2826997358373221110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2826997358373221110&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2826997358373221110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2826997358373221110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/alright.html' title='true or false: absence makes the heart grow fonder?'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Dc1qLbNC0/TZjmpThrM4I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/KyqlsR959WY/s72-c/long-distance-map.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1535106018622281466</id><published>2011-04-01T23:08:00.027-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:03:03.094-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><title type='text'>Things You May Have Missed Out On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ljhendricks.blogspot.com/search/label/true%20or%20false"&gt;In honor of my good friend Laura Mitchell&lt;/a&gt; (yes I know your last name changed, but I like to call you Laura Mitchell), we're going to play a little game of TRUE or FALSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the following scenario True, or Falso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Christmas Day, I gave Brad the best gift ever: a little stick with a little message - yes (or something like that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6QilUSTH3I/TZa5hEBnocI/AAAAAAAAB6I/V5larPj0Fpo/s1600/Christmas+Present.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6QilUSTH3I/TZa5hEBnocI/AAAAAAAAB6I/V5larPj0Fpo/s320/Christmas+Present.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, in January, we got to see the little nudger, which basically looks like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pop2firuod0/TZa5neVLLGI/AAAAAAAAB6M/9GWQBdtEUaI/s1600/smudge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pop2firuod0/TZa5neVLLGI/AAAAAAAAB6M/9GWQBdtEUaI/s1600/smudge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(that is a smudged charcoal drawing - similar to ultrasounds)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, in February, we heard a little heartbeat, which sounded like moving sheet metal... or a doppler tornado or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, in March, the little parasite turned out to be el nino aka a little weiner aka a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBaIxoYZCRI/TZa6WkbVuFI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/uzEeRdxQsSI/s1600/Itsa+Boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBaIxoYZCRI/TZa6WkbVuFI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/uzEeRdxQsSI/s320/Itsa+Boy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(which, do you guys remember the old calling card commercial? ... "Weoddababy Itsaboy" - You have a collect call from "Weoddababy Itsaboy." Would you like to accept? - No - ::click:: - Who was that? - Joe. They had a baby. It's a boy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, since I know you've all loved my previous &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-have-important-announcement.html"&gt;"big announcements"&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise.html"&gt;April Fool's Day&lt;/a&gt; posts, I ask you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;is this story TRUE or FALSE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1535106018622281466?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1535106018622281466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1535106018622281466&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1535106018622281466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1535106018622281466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-you-may-have-missed-out-on.html' title='Things You May Have Missed Out On...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6QilUSTH3I/TZa5hEBnocI/AAAAAAAAB6I/V5larPj0Fpo/s72-c/Christmas+Present.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1698764635261343621</id><published>2011-03-28T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:42:38.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pi Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who came and ate pi(e), brought pi(e), and celebrated pi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JvUYTl_P6FI/TZFivVW2npI/AAAAAAAAB6E/U7MrIsgoaD8/s1600/pi+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JvUYTl_P6FI/TZFivVW2npI/AAAAAAAAB6E/U7MrIsgoaD8/s640/pi+day.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, Tia's camera transfer botched out McKinley's picture and anyone/anything else that was photographed after that... But, that IS McKinley's arm and her number WAS three, and hopefully, no one came in after her....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1698764635261343621?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1698764635261343621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1698764635261343621&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1698764635261343621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1698764635261343621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/03/pi-day-2011_28.html' title='Pi Day 2011'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JvUYTl_P6FI/TZFivVW2npI/AAAAAAAAB6E/U7MrIsgoaD8/s72-c/pi+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1252489401448136943</id><published>2011-03-24T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:54:26.716-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let them eat cake'/><title type='text'>V-Day Love Oh and why these blank posts are happening.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of pictures follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;V-Day Love Part 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Shirley Temples with heart shaped ice cubes, cute centerpieces, chocolate dipped strawberries, lots of red, cheesecake... oh and the rat and jason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J1uKaZdj0K4/TYwD86yBOJI/AAAAAAAAB5I/04SjKU0hPZs/s1600/P2110235+vday+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J1uKaZdj0K4/TYwD86yBOJI/AAAAAAAAB5I/04SjKU0hPZs/s320/P2110235+vday+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jaCU2PkF2AI/TYwD-hvVfiI/AAAAAAAAB5M/sIebAZXK10U/s1600/P2110237+vday+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jaCU2PkF2AI/TYwD-hvVfiI/AAAAAAAAB5M/sIebAZXK10U/s320/P2110237+vday+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QLqjZvxmUDU/TYwEBYX4FmI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/sPMzGlqKgOo/s1600/P2110238+vday+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QLqjZvxmUDU/TYwEBYX4FmI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/sPMzGlqKgOo/s320/P2110238+vday+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sAc-KMrnnOs/TYwEDrEgsxI/AAAAAAAAB5U/PYEddjrMoL8/s1600/P2120245+vday+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sAc-KMrnnOs/TYwEDrEgsxI/AAAAAAAAB5U/PYEddjrMoL8/s320/P2120245+vday+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TMqBi-iHeCI/TYwEGJbXtQI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/VYDA8xfl1ks/s1600/P2120247+vday+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TMqBi-iHeCI/TYwEGJbXtQI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/VYDA8xfl1ks/s320/P2120247+vday+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part two.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Valentine's Day brunch with B-Rad's Fiz-am. Orange juice, fruit salad, biscuits and gravy, coffee cake, and... more chocolate dipped strawberries. I didn't take a group picture. Brad doesn't really go for them so I didn't subject his family to constant photo ops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-S81ORe3NTss/TYwEIsV6XXI/AAAAAAAAB5c/_dpmt6Nh3y4/s1600/P2130248+vday+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-S81ORe3NTss/TYwEIsV6XXI/AAAAAAAAB5c/_dpmt6Nh3y4/s320/P2130248+vday+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS February cake = coconut something coffee cake. Really good. And I love coffee cake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KjVRK3weWzA/TYwEL1NKnnI/AAAAAAAAB5g/1UFwqgeqC_0/s1600/P2130249+vday+2+feb+cake.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KjVRK3weWzA/TYwEL1NKnnI/AAAAAAAAB5g/1UFwqgeqC_0/s320/P2130249+vday+2+feb+cake.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fuTHhQndmwo/TYwEOL2GhWI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Tu1P6ns5dQ8/s1600/P2130251+vday+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fuTHhQndmwo/TYwEOL2GhWI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Tu1P6ns5dQ8/s320/P2130251+vday+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AAOGug3kBbo/TYwEQhXmBRI/AAAAAAAAB5o/kHayIvYKEJE/s1600/P2130254+vday+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AAOGug3kBbo/TYwEQhXmBRI/AAAAAAAAB5o/kHayIvYKEJE/s320/P2130254+vday+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-THsn2pBxnvM/TYwESzdX2jI/AAAAAAAAB5s/fHivoGnM60Y/s1600/P2130255+vday+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-THsn2pBxnvM/TYwESzdX2jI/AAAAAAAAB5s/fHivoGnM60Y/s320/P2130255+vday+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Part 3 with the Brad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Chinese take-out (and the Slam Dunk contest had to wait a week since they didn't schedule it around Valentine's Day like they usually do). Also, Krispy Kreme donuts. Which I also love. mmmm... donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yEoyofsg2Q0/TYwEVAMb4hI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Rk7GrZ2lp70/s1600/P2140257+vday+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yEoyofsg2Q0/TYwEVAMb4hI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Rk7GrZ2lp70/s320/P2140257+vday+3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PcPXk7EXpiE/TYwEXvEfruI/AAAAAAAAB50/pB2gELjviRg/s1600/P2140260+vday+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PcPXk7EXpiE/TYwEXvEfruI/AAAAAAAAB50/pB2gELjviRg/s320/P2140260+vday+3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gNkSMk7QBnQ/TYwEZlBMYtI/AAAAAAAAB54/kcAx_fTx0M4/s1600/P2140261+vday+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gNkSMk7QBnQ/TYwEZlBMYtI/AAAAAAAAB54/kcAx_fTx0M4/s320/P2140261+vday+3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh... and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;about those blank posts&lt;/span&gt;. I make them in order to motivate myself to post by certain dates. Then, on Tuesday, I spilled water on the Mac (which almost ruined my marriage), then I left my takeout at Red Lobster, then I downloaded a virus onto the pursetop... so, those got posted blank.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news: the Mac and the pursetop are ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad news: We never got those Red Lobster leftovers. And I had only eaten like five bites. Oh, and the posts got posted blankly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news: I have deleted the old posts that are blank, and also posted this post, so it looks like things are getting better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1252489401448136943?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1252489401448136943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1252489401448136943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1252489401448136943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1252489401448136943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/03/v-day-love-oh-and-why-these-blank-posts.html' title='V-Day Love &lt;br&gt;Oh and why these blank posts are happening.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J1uKaZdj0K4/TYwD86yBOJI/AAAAAAAAB5I/04SjKU0hPZs/s72-c/P2110235+vday+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6084016653649352265</id><published>2011-03-16T11:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:56:13.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Sunday</title><content type='html'>{Oops! Sorry I posted this sans post... It was an attempt to motivate me to post, but instead, I ended up posting blank....}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I Love the Super Bowl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XSV9kkLWdk8/TYIuc7JwvdI/AAAAAAAAB44/yO6ta9ZLu3o/s1600/P2070227+super+bowl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XSV9kkLWdk8/TYIuc7JwvdI/AAAAAAAAB44/yO6ta9ZLu3o/s320/P2070227+super+bowl.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kIC4aaePbKQ/TYIua2HTfrI/AAAAAAAAB40/6ayf5UHttGg/s1600/P2070226+super+bowl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kIC4aaePbKQ/TYIua2HTfrI/AAAAAAAAB40/6ayf5UHttGg/s320/P2070226+super+bowl.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MwRfez3Zy-0/TYIue-cqdtI/AAAAAAAAB48/zR7HoZmhbY8/s1600/P2070228+super+bowl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MwRfez3Zy-0/TYIue-cqdtI/AAAAAAAAB48/zR7HoZmhbY8/s320/P2070228+super+bowl.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Things not pictured: Tres Leches Cake, French Dip Sandwiches, Veggie Tray (mmm... ranch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I love the Super Bowl because it means LOTS of good food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4UCaYuvcNJk/TYIuh6xgUdI/AAAAAAAAB5A/9KCb60tJZIg/s1600/P2070230+super+bowl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4UCaYuvcNJk/TYIuh6xgUdI/AAAAAAAAB5A/9KCb60tJZIg/s320/P2070230+super+bowl.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_jTjdDxugsw/TYIuj7Bz7RI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Rx5laXARVWU/s1600/P2070231+super+bowl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_jTjdDxugsw/TYIuj7Bz7RI/AAAAAAAAB5E/Rx5laXARVWU/s320/P2070231+super+bowl.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6084016653649352265?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6084016653649352265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6084016653649352265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6084016653649352265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6084016653649352265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/03/super-bowl-sunday.html' title='Super Bowl Sunday'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XSV9kkLWdk8/TYIuc7JwvdI/AAAAAAAAB44/yO6ta9ZLu3o/s72-c/P2070227+super+bowl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-5734185221387618113</id><published>2011-03-13T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T10:35:00.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BYU Basketball</title><content type='html'>The only good thing about the awful frigid winter here: BYU basketball. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to attend too many games due to my work schedule, but I took work off/made room for a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYU vs. SDSU. In all its epic glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bDM7qdttXN8/TXRu5_G553I/AAAAAAAAB4A/QEufNf0eDw4/s1600/P1270204+vs+sdsu.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bDM7qdttXN8/TXRu5_G553I/AAAAAAAAB4A/QEufNf0eDw4/s320/P1270204+vs+sdsu.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9xKSrWZoz6A/TXRu8niGfTI/AAAAAAAAB4E/cfyddZ0o800/s1600/P1270212+vs+sdsu+winners.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9xKSrWZoz6A/TXRu8niGfTI/AAAAAAAAB4E/cfyddZ0o800/s320/P1270212+vs+sdsu+winners.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BYU vs. UNLV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-honcfTMT6q0/TXRu-6Qn2UI/AAAAAAAAB4I/LSAZkvT0Qgw/s1600/P2050220+vs+unlv.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-honcfTMT6q0/TXRu-6Qn2UI/AAAAAAAAB4I/LSAZkvT0Qgw/s320/P2050220+vs+unlv.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What?! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You may have noticed &lt;b&gt;my white shirt&lt;/b&gt;... I know right? I was just as surprised as you are. I mean, I have worn my red, "Real Mormons are Rebels" shirt since 2006 (before that it was just red), so why abandon it now? Well, my friends, a very good (but overtold, according to Brad) story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, I was talking to my dad during the what I think was the first round of the NCAA tournament &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(in my brain, my dad had tickets; Brad and I were just married; Brad couldn't go because of school, but I was free to attend.... but there wasn't a round of the tournament in Salt Lake that year that I can see so I'm not sure when/where this was - can someone figure out the brain glitch here?!) &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyways, I was talking to my dad, and he asked me what I thought about BYU that year. I remember telling him eh/eh, but there was this freshman Jimmer Fredette who I thought was pretty awesome. How do I remember this minute detail? My exact wording was something like, "I like this freshman, Jimmer Fredette - he's got balls." I recall this because of my dad's reaction, "Balls?! Since when does my daughter say something like &lt;i&gt;balls&lt;/i&gt;?!" "Well, he does," I told him. I was surprised that he was surprised by my usage of the word "balls"... as if it was the crudest thing I've ever said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fast forward to now: I still love Jimmer, and consequently, I've grown quite fond of BYU basketball (Davies was my next potential fave, and Emery is a winner). I felt such a weird abandonment of myself to wear white, but I felt a surge of betrayal if I wore red... So I conceded. And I felt REAL good about it. The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And BYU vs. Wyoming, senior night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0oqc5cX6M0o/TXR0fsKYbvI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/8EADLeCzfVw/s1600/Elephants.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0oqc5cX6M0o/TXR0fsKYbvI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/8EADLeCzfVw/s320/Elephants.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yep, that's a sideways picture of elephants from last year's trip to San Diego Zoo. Because this last game was during my boycott of taking pictures. In case you were wondering: it was great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1733468575807447927-5734185221387618113?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5734185221387618113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=5734185221387618113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5734185221387618113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5734185221387618113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/03/byu-basketball.html' title='BYU Basketball'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bDM7qdttXN8/TXRu5_G553I/AAAAAAAAB4A/QEufNf0eDw4/s72-c/P1270204+vs+sdsu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1855639701500001446</id><published>2011-03-10T08:05:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:36:20.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pi Day  Embrace your Inner Nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0SU-8PK4JBw/TXhkQOnr84I/AAAAAAAAB4g/1MATtmkpP0o/s1600/pi+day+2011+Blog-01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0SU-8PK4JBw/TXhkQOnr84I/AAAAAAAAB4g/1MATtmkpP0o/s320/pi+day+2011+Blog-01.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come to Pi Day!! It's one of my favorite holidays.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1855639701500001446?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1855639701500001446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1855639701500001446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1855639701500001446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1855639701500001446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/03/pi-day-embrace-your-inner-nerd.html' title='Pi Day &lt;br&gt; Embrace your Inner Nerd'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0SU-8PK4JBw/TXhkQOnr84I/AAAAAAAAB4g/1MATtmkpP0o/s72-c/pi+day+2011+Blog-01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6893296207292324701</id><published>2011-03-08T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:54:26.717-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let them eat cake'/><title type='text'>Let {us} Eat Cake</title><content type='html'>I saw somewhere in the internet world that someone had a goal of making a cake every month.&lt;br /&gt;I always have a LONG list of cakes I want to try, so Brad and I adopted that goal (I make the cakes; he does the dishes and eats them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;January's cake: Hot Chocolate Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SFIZMN9crgg/TXR1HZD61JI/AAAAAAAAB4U/-dZFLNnHEDk/s1600/P1310214+january+hot+chocolate+cake.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SFIZMN9crgg/TXR1HZD61JI/AAAAAAAAB4U/-dZFLNnHEDk/s320/P1310214+january+hot+chocolate+cake.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really rich chocolate cake with cayenne pepper in it. I love it. It would have a really rich chocolate taste with a warm sensation in your mouth after you swallowed. Amazing. It's a complete experience.&lt;br /&gt;It's from Country Living's Great Cakes recipe book, which is really hard to find (my mom found me one and gave it to me for my birthday - this book is a GIFT, pure magic).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6893296207292324701?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6893296207292324701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6893296207292324701&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6893296207292324701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6893296207292324701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-us-eat-cake.html' title='Let {us} Eat Cake'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SFIZMN9crgg/TXR1HZD61JI/AAAAAAAAB4U/-dZFLNnHEDk/s72-c/P1310214+january+hot+chocolate+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2702910933189426492</id><published>2011-03-06T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:35:54.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundance 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back in the end of January, we/I enjoyed the Sundance Film Festival.&lt;br /&gt;This one time we went up to Park City and saw Manchester Orchestra perform.&lt;br /&gt;This would have been my DREAM set if:&lt;br /&gt;1: Middle-aged, trashy idiots weren't all trying to pick up on each other the whole time,&lt;br /&gt;2: Danko Jones hadn't burned out my eyes/ears before (oh my gosh, I've never witnessed anything so crude EVER),&lt;br /&gt;3: People would have SHUT UP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8x35D_5ju-o/TXRqyM0eXZI/AAAAAAAAB30/sL6y7EDAyBo/s1600/P1220194+sundance+-+manchester.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8x35D_5ju-o/TXRqyM0eXZI/AAAAAAAAB30/sL6y7EDAyBo/s320/P1220194+sundance+-+manchester.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since Brad humored me last year with seeing LOTS of movies (and since he didn't volunteer this year), we didn't hit any up while in Park City. Oh and it was FREEZING. We did, however, hit up Wendy's for some DELICIOUS french fries... the new sea salt thing? Awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GxtUoOiQGsM/TXRrVS1KRJI/AAAAAAAAB38/kT9eYwiY7q4/s1600/P1220197+sundance+-+fries.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GxtUoOiQGsM/TXRrVS1KRJI/AAAAAAAAB38/kT9eYwiY7q4/s320/P1220197+sundance+-+fries.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While volunteering, I got to see a few flicks....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1340107/"&gt;In a Better World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - This was a really fascinating movie that makes you think about war/violence/revenge/peace and how far is too far vs. how far is effective. I really enjoyed it. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you're wondering about the rating, they say the f word in Danish a few times... and have some hospital scenes that might be considered gory (I'm kind of immune to a lot of hospital things). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetroubadoursmovie.com/press.php"&gt;Troubadours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - This documentary is about the singer/song-writer movement of the seventies. I loved it. It's exactly what you would expect from it, but in the end, you just feel good about the idea of creating something close to your heart. I was quite surprised to see how family-oriented Carole King was/is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grabthemovie.com/"&gt;Grab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - I have this weird obsession with Native American culture, so I was DYING to see this movie. I have to say, I wish that Parker Posey wasn't narrating it because I actually hate her voice. The subject matter is interesting, but it did feel like it was moving pretty slowly. Probably because I was hoping for it to be a little more cultural and was disappointed how normal the people are. Not that it's a fault or anything - it's just a racial stereotype.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really wasn't in a big movie-watching mood this year (which is lame). I am dying to see &lt;a href="http://sundance.slated.com/2011/films/abraxas_sundance2011"&gt;Abraxas&lt;/a&gt;. I was quite bummed that there weren't as many documentaries that I was dying to see (I still haven't seen Exit Through the Gift Shop and Teenage Paparazzo from last year - which I still REALLY want to see). All in all, I love the Sundance Film Festival.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-2702910933189426492?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2702910933189426492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2702910933189426492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2702910933189426492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2702910933189426492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/03/sundance-2011.html' title='Sundance 2011'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8x35D_5ju-o/TXRqyM0eXZI/AAAAAAAAB30/sL6y7EDAyBo/s72-c/P1220194+sundance+-+manchester.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-9218558495241932049</id><published>2011-02-23T10:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:57:48.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me feel like blogging!</title><content type='html'>{to the tune of: you make me feel like dancing!}&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know who makes me feel like blogging, but there's something in the universe tugging at me today saying, "Blog, my little friend! It will make you happy!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about being happy so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iC-e2Bm73Zw/TWVH9BjRm1I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/NjW5zEmyFiA/s1600/DSC_3959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iC-e2Bm73Zw/TWVH9BjRm1I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/NjW5zEmyFiA/s400/DSC_3959.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{photo by &lt;a href="http://simplicityphotography.com/blog/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; - which is entirely unrelated to this post (except that I just said "happy" and I look happy), but I believe that almost all blog posts should be accompanied by a picture, so here ya go.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Unrelated blog thoughts that have been tumbling through my mind:&lt;br /&gt;- I miss my camera with the SD card. A: it took clearer pictures, and B: you didn't need a cord to transfer them. Laziness wins out and I don't see the point in posting blurring pictures if it takes an extra effort.&lt;br /&gt;- A &lt;a href="http://inthedetailsoflife.blogspot.com/"&gt;wise friend&lt;/a&gt; once told me this: "The internet exists for me." Which is true. Although I enjoy blogging, I don't really feel bad for not blogging because the internet exists for me and I am not a slave. I do, however, feel bad for YOU because I'm sure you miss me while I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you Utah for not being FREAKING FRIGID all February. I have enjoyed being able to go outside without donning my winter coat and/or freezing my face off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy I just realized I have some goodies in store too... besides V-Day Love, there is also something I have to finish composing in my brain about a welcomed betrayal against my past (UNLV vs BYU), a photographic essay of my new hobby (sniffing steam), and a little surprise project that will hopefully be ready in about a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;s#xfbml=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;fb:like show_faces="false" width="450"&gt;&lt;/fb:like&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-9218558495241932049?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/9218558495241932049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=9218558495241932049&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/9218558495241932049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/9218558495241932049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-make-me-feel-like-blogging.html' title='you make me feel like blogging!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iC-e2Bm73Zw/TWVH9BjRm1I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/NjW5zEmyFiA/s72-c/DSC_3959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7935642370121391681</id><published>2011-02-17T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T23:22:33.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='archives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>hhhhhharry!!!</title><content type='html'>While I was out today, I passed by the dollar theatre. And Harry Potter 7 is playing there.&lt;br /&gt;Due to this fact, I figured it was about time that I retire my beloved Harry Potter header.&lt;br /&gt;Until June/July when I make an epic new one in preparation for Harry Potter 7 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;Which I am already REALLY excited/sad/anxious about.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9f4YhxkPwUw/TV4PfwWTLGI/AAAAAAAAB3M/RIFi4OEwx68/s1600/the+married+folk+harry+potter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9f4YhxkPwUw/TV4PfwWTLGI/AAAAAAAAB3M/RIFi4OEwx68/s640/the+married+folk+harry+potter.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7935642370121391681?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7935642370121391681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7935642370121391681&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7935642370121391681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7935642370121391681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/02/hhhhhharry.html' title='hhhhhharry!!!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9f4YhxkPwUw/TV4PfwWTLGI/AAAAAAAAB3M/RIFi4OEwx68/s72-c/the+married+folk+harry+potter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-5935221875306107679</id><published>2011-01-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T09:55:00.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food + friends are all my blog posts about eating?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the new year, we reunited with friends at the Bombay House.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was mostly excited that our curry came out in little metal dishes (the best curry I've ever had in New York came in little metal dishes, so I associate the two together).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0GcFKxQPI/AAAAAAAAB1E/uGR-X6CWJak/s640/BOMBAY+HOUSE.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We followed dinner with cards and cupcakes, best combo ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-5935221875306107679?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/5935221875306107679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=5935221875306107679&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5935221875306107679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/5935221875306107679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/food-friends-are-all-my-blog-posts.html' title='food + friends &lt;br&gt;are all my blog posts about eating?'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0GcFKxQPI/AAAAAAAAB1E/uGR-X6CWJak/s72-c/BOMBAY+HOUSE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4240905709670668873</id><published>2011-01-28T10:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T12:55:11.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marriage is what brings us together this day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We celebrated &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-married.html"&gt;our anniversary&lt;/a&gt; by going to &lt;a href="http://www.tuscanyslc.com/"&gt;Tuscany&lt;/a&gt; in Salt Lake (I told Brad that all I wanted was to eat somewhere that we wouldn't eat unless it was a special occasion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the food and the dessert and eating.&amp;nbsp; It was a little pricey, but really good.&amp;nbsp; Brad had a meatloaf that had pulled pork in it which was a cool twist  and really good. I had a pasta special that had a wine sauce (my  favorite), butternut squash, and sundried tomatoes. For dessert, we had a banana cream pie that had a coconut crust. I LOVE eating dessert. Seriously. We never really order dessert unless it's a special occasion, but it's one of my favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact: Mark Eaton (former Jazz player) is one of the owners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0J-TySN3I/AAAAAAAAB1I/BXR_WFHFDeY/s1600/3rd+anniversary.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0J-TySN3I/AAAAAAAAB1I/BXR_WFHFDeY/s640/3rd+anniversary.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Check out the awesome Harry Potter glowing menus. Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;  &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://connect.facebook.net/en_US/all.js#xfbml=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;The third anniversary is the leather anniversary... I got Brad a belt (he needed a new one) and he got me some snowboarding boots and a charm for my charm bracelet (I get one every year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://connect.facebook.net/en_US/all.js#xfbml=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;fb:like show_faces="false" width="450"&gt;&lt;/fb:like&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4240905709670668873?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4240905709670668873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4240905709670668873&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4240905709670668873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4240905709670668873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/marriage-is-what-brings-us-together.html' title='marriage is what brings us together this day.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0J-TySN3I/AAAAAAAAB1I/BXR_WFHFDeY/s72-c/3rd+anniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-202572970741795709</id><published>2011-01-26T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T23:38:00.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>byu beats sdsu... holla!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We interrupt this trip down memory lane for an imperative current event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://scores.espn.go.com/ncb/recap?gameId=310260252"&gt;BYU BEATS SDSU.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TUEMi77-UHI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/HOGx2W-sL4s/s400/byu+vs+sdsu+1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yep. I even wore white for the whiteout. I think this is a lifetime first. And I was lucky I found a white shirt (and we still need a new camera).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TUEMkIwplcI/AAAAAAAAB1U/Q4iuYc45e8g/s1600/byu+vs+sdsu+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TUEMkIwplcI/AAAAAAAAB1U/Q4iuYc45e8g/s400/byu+vs+sdsu+2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ahh the sweet victory. No we did not [flood the court - what is the term for this in basketball?].&lt;br /&gt;a: it was far, b: I didn't want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also related:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/video/sportscenter"&gt;BYU/Jimmer owned Sportscenter (which we've been watching for the past hour and a half).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/blog/collegebasketballnation/post/_/id/22066/phoner-jimmer-fredette-on-sportscenter"&gt;Part two of above. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/KDthunderup/status/30490973544910850"&gt;Kevin Durant likes Jimmer. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict that tomorrow's headlines will read something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Jimmer Ends Aztec's Perfect Record."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Jimmer had 43 out of 71 of the Cougars' points. Jimmer has lots of hype. SDSU's perfect record ended. (Not to mention Jimmer got WORKED... did you see the giant claw scratches across his shoulder?! Enlarge the below image.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TUESAXCvoHI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/dvYD3nidlJg/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-01-26+at+11.34.38+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TUESAXCvoHI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/dvYD3nidlJg/s400/Screen+shot+2011-01-26+at+11.34.38+PM.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, although I've been on team jimmer forever (and still am), you've gotta give it up to the rest of the team... Hartsock and Emery were rockin' today in non-shooting areas (and Emery's little steal-dunk-block/steal?! amazing), Anderson only had 3 fouls and had 2 points!, and Davies had a great game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, did anyone else get REALLY annoyed by the lack of reffing the first half of the game? It was like the refs realized at 5-7 minutes left in the first half that they'd just been WATCHING the whole time, and they'd completely forgotten about their JOB to MAKE CALLS. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{PS. Dear Neil Anderson - Cool Cougar?! You couldn't think of a better beverage than that?! Seriously? A Cool Cougar? I think I had an elementary school t-shirt that said that along with something like "don't do drugs".}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-202572970741795709?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/202572970741795709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=202572970741795709&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/202572970741795709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/202572970741795709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/byu-beats-sdsu-holla.html' title='byu beats sdsu... holla!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TUEMi77-UHI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/HOGx2W-sL4s/s72-c/byu+vs+sdsu+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1154913461545737911</id><published>2011-01-25T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:52:00.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's a new year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;New Year's Eve is one of my favorite holidays. Lots of family and lots of food. This year was a little lower key, but I still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0FvV0x0ZI/AAAAAAAAB1A/Ld9IJwM5L9Y/s640/new+years+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;clockwise from top left: dancing in the attic - Thriller, Serene doesn't like head spins, Sacre Bleu - our crab that Brea had my dad buy from the food crab place because she wanted it as a pet, food, more food, midnight udon noodles, Blad, Britney, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1154913461545737911?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1154913461545737911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1154913461545737911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1154913461545737911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1154913461545737911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-its-new-year.html' title='So it&apos;s a new year.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0FvV0x0ZI/AAAAAAAAB1A/Ld9IJwM5L9Y/s72-c/new+years+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7717996246064543875</id><published>2011-01-23T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:55:55.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost of Christmas Past: A Royal Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our families live twenty minutes from each other (which is both a blessing and a curse),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so after Christmas morning, we scurried over to the Royals for part two of Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0FNTPNkgI/AAAAAAAAB08/r4L3mFnAz30/s640/Royal+Christmas.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Clockwise from top left: David in his Christmas blanket, Brad playing with a bag, Jordan waiting to be given his presents, Mike telling Maralea that she'll want to return this Christmas gift (jewelry), me sleeping on the floor in our Christmas blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7717996246064543875?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7717996246064543875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7717996246064543875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7717996246064543875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7717996246064543875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/ghost-of-christmas-past-royal-christmas.html' title='The Ghost of Christmas Past: A Royal Christmas'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TT0FNTPNkgI/AAAAAAAAB08/r4L3mFnAz30/s72-c/Royal+Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4134105798920573052</id><published>2011-01-22T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T06:52:01.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 10'/><title type='text'>The Ghost of Christmas Past: The Best Part about Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My two favorite things about Christmas? Christmas cards and wrapping schemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's card was a combo of photoshopping and some minor crafting skills (i.e. sewing along the top edge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-sf-XTFTI/AAAAAAAAB0g/hnL0TnGmYLM/s1600/Christmas+Cards+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-sf-XTFTI/AAAAAAAAB0g/hnL0TnGmYLM/s640/Christmas+Cards+2010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been looking forward to this wrapping scheme since Christmas last year; I bought the paper and everything last December. Each present had a silhouette of the recipient on it. &lt;/div&gt;One of my favorite wrappings yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-sg_n1B6I/AAAAAAAAB0k/WVDF1qvUM4Q/s640/Christmas+Wrapping+2010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4134105798920573052?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4134105798920573052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4134105798920573052&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4134105798920573052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4134105798920573052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/ghost-of-christmas-past-best-part-about.html' title='The Ghost of Christmas Past: The Best Part about Christmas'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-sf-XTFTI/AAAAAAAAB0g/hnL0TnGmYLM/s72-c/Christmas+Cards+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-2615775524385724480</id><published>2011-01-16T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T06:47:00.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 10'/><title type='text'>The Ghost of Christmas Past: Christmas morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year, Kellen kindly let us sleep in until about 8 (hallelujah). Then the Christmas madness began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-rU1apXxI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IXgb449oHo8/s320/Christmas+Morning+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{clockwise}&lt;/span&gt; Brea is fat so she got a bunch of workout dvds for Christmas, my mom compared her silhouette to her actual face, my mom also made a turban out of a bow (guys - are you seeing where this comes from?), Kellen's smallest present came in the biggest box, and Lauren Bucks that she made for my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-rW_ok08I/AAAAAAAAB0c/xNN1zqUFbO4/s1600/Christmas+Morning+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-rW_ok08I/AAAAAAAAB0c/xNN1zqUFbO4/s320/Christmas+Morning+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Brad and our early morning happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These jovial scenes were followed by a fantastic breakfast with the Holleys and some Black Ops for the boys. Then, Brad and I traveled to the south side for part two....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-2615775524385724480?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/2615775524385724480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=2615775524385724480&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2615775524385724480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/2615775524385724480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/ghost-of-christmas-past-christmas.html' title='The Ghost of Christmas Past: Christmas morning'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-rU1apXxI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IXgb449oHo8/s72-c/Christmas+Morning+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-334476991029552643</id><published>2011-01-13T18:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:45:24.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 10'/><title type='text'>The Ghost of Christmas Past: Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am excited to embark on a journey into this Christmas past because there are lots of pictures and lots of awesomeness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We begin this saga with Christmas Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-oMKVc2hI/AAAAAAAAB0M/IXKITH4oElo/s400/Christmas+Eve+1+am.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The above photo is taken at 1 am after we had finally opened our Christmas Eve pjs and about the same time that my mom suggested we read Luke 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(me: Mom, there is NO WAY. I've been up since 4 am Vegas time... I think my eyes are going to fall out of my head.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The evening's previous excitement:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite foods dinner with the fam at the other Horitos'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-oSEarbII/AAAAAAAAB0U/zh3G9xoKm7k/s1600/Christmas+Eve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-oSEarbII/AAAAAAAAB0U/zh3G9xoKm7k/s640/Christmas+Eve.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{L-R, top to bottom}&lt;/span&gt; Prime rib and those bacon waterchestnuts, spam musubi and rolls, chocolate molten cake, sushi (rolled by my mama), Star Wars cookies, wedge salad, my dad's holiday outfit (holiday as in I think he wore that the whole time I was home), Serene being smothered, and some post-dinner jumping jacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year, we had a lovely production of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Star Wars Carol&lt;/span&gt; - basically a Star Wars take on the Christmas Carol, complete with Darth Vader (Scrooge), Luke Skywalker and the Jedis (that guy - the Tiny Tim dad and family), The Han Solo of Christmas Past, the Storm Trooper of Christmas Present, and Chewbacca of Christmas Future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-oOMQoNYI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ssvBT-jWQfs/s1600/Christmas+Eve+Star+Wars+Christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-oOMQoNYI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ssvBT-jWQfs/s640/Christmas+Eve+Star+Wars+Christmas.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Han Solo of Christmas Past showing Darth his days as Anakin with Padma, a joyful Christmas day reunion of the Jedis and nice Darth - right before Brad's line, a group shot of the entire cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a video that is basically awesome and will change your life forever, but I have to pilfer it from someone else because it wasn't made on our camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-334476991029552643?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/334476991029552643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=334476991029552643&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/334476991029552643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/334476991029552643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/ghost-of-christmas-past-christmas-eve.html' title='The Ghost of Christmas Past: Christmas Eve'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TS-oMKVc2hI/AAAAAAAAB0M/IXKITH4oElo/s72-c/Christmas+Eve+1+am.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8757262827621686367</id><published>2011-01-07T08:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:51:30.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck kuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, Brad is interviewing for a job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;mainly because he's been spending about 90% of his time like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSaptBsVklI/AAAAAAAAB0I/e_xlz_eFIz4/s1600/black+ops+brad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSaptBsVklI/AAAAAAAAB0I/e_xlz_eFIz4/s640/black+ops+brad.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;No this is not a picture of a teenage boy in high school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my 26-year-old, college grad husband who enjoys his time playing Black Ops with his friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;**To his defense, he does do a nice job cleaning up my messes, making dinner, and attending to all other needs of the house.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8757262827621686367?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8757262827621686367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8757262827621686367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8757262827621686367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8757262827621686367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-luck-kuck.html' title='good luck kuck'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSaptBsVklI/AAAAAAAAB0I/e_xlz_eFIz4/s72-c/black+ops+brad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8815786305743569795</id><published>2011-01-04T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T22:38:53.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::still:: married</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;three years ago....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSQCXoxCe9I/AAAAAAAAB0A/K2Vziy7cqm0/s1600/20080104-191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSQCXoxCe9I/AAAAAAAAB0A/K2Vziy7cqm0/s640/20080104-191.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we're still married...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSQCstZOIFI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Kzu7QFPW8dE/s1600/P1050181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSQCstZOIFI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Kzu7QFPW8dE/s640/P1050181.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Of course, this photo is pre-Ohio State beating Arkansas because we're smiling, and we still like each other.&amp;nbsp; Apparently Brad decided that Arkansas blowing their chances at winning ruined his night and turned him into Oscar the Grouch/the Grinch's hated&amp;nbsp;stepchild because blah blah blah Ohio State, overrated, stupid something, didn't get what he wanted, wah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dear BCS/Arkansas/college football,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks for ruining my anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8815786305743569795?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8815786305743569795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8815786305743569795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8815786305743569795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8815786305743569795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-married.html' title='::still:: married'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TSQCXoxCe9I/AAAAAAAAB0A/K2Vziy7cqm0/s72-c/20080104-191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-586214320623570406</id><published>2010-12-25T06:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T06:57:00.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 10'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ64UJ4f4nI/AAAAAAAABx8/vrp_yt8QAOw/s1600/DSC_4432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ64UJ4f4nI/AAAAAAAABx8/vrp_yt8QAOw/s400/DSC_4432.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thanks for reading about us... Here are some things exciting things we've been up to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We started out the year by &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/01/two.html"&gt;celebrating our marriage&lt;/a&gt; (two years).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/04/thanks-for-celebrating-my-becoming-as.html"&gt;Brad attended (as a graduate) BYU's Commencement Ceremonies.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; We are both proud to be Bachelor grads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Since Brad wasn't knocking doors all summer, we definitely made the most of it: &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/06/california-here-we-come.html"&gt;taking trips to California&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/09/take-valium-use-bathroom-and-get-some.html"&gt;hanging out with family and friends&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/10/utah-state-fair.html"&gt;making our annual visit to the State Fair - my favorite event of the year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We both, of course, grew older. &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/08/24.html"&gt;I was excited to have a birthday party with friends&lt;/a&gt; (since usually we're too far away) and &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/10/blad.html"&gt;Brad enjoyed birthday BYU games and food and family&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html"&gt;Our Halloween costumes&lt;/a&gt; were not as intense as last year, but fun nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The holidays have entered with &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-thankful-that-brads-family-had.html"&gt;Thanksgiving in Utah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html"&gt;our home is decorated for the Christmas season&lt;/a&gt;, and we're awaiting the end of my Christmas Eve workday to scurry to Vegas for a quick celebration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Enjoy the most wonderful time of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;merry christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; love.brad+whitney&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&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/1733468575807447927-586214320623570406?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/586214320623570406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=586214320623570406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/586214320623570406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/586214320623570406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ64UJ4f4nI/AAAAAAAABx8/vrp_yt8QAOw/s72-c/DSC_4432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-4746775310943451535</id><published>2010-12-24T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:19:00.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To visit the fam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because of pre-blogging, I am most likely working right now! I'll be on  my way to Vegas for Christmas Eve in no time at all!! Here are some  pics of when Risa, Eric, and bunny came to visit earlier this month! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7aW3vpYnI/AAAAAAAABzY/6l7Fve1V9O4/s1600/PC050034+risa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7aW3vpYnI/AAAAAAAABzY/6l7Fve1V9O4/s320/PC050034+risa.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my little twin star!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7aZKYC6nI/AAAAAAAABzc/6b99ufBXDs0/s1600/PC050036+risa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7aZKYC6nI/AAAAAAAABzc/6b99ufBXDs0/s320/PC050036+risa.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She know she's leaving me so naturally, she's worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7abD0RtKI/AAAAAAAABzg/bCZymDM-VIE/s1600/PC050037+risa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7abD0RtKI/AAAAAAAABzg/bCZymDM-VIE/s320/PC050037+risa.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-4746775310943451535?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/4746775310943451535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=4746775310943451535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4746775310943451535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/4746775310943451535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-visit-fam.html' title='To visit the fam...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7aW3vpYnI/AAAAAAAABzY/6l7Fve1V9O4/s72-c/PC050034+risa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7939199608688120092</id><published>2010-12-23T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:04:00.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>they'll be parties for hosting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so I didn't really host a party... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theshieldsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenn and Misha&lt;/a&gt; came into town for Christmas so we all gathered together for some festivities.&amp;nbsp; Our original plan was to go ice skating, but it was RAINING (yes, raining, weird huh!) so we opted for some indoor activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We congregated at &lt;a href="http://keithandtricia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Treesh&lt;/a&gt;'s house for pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V1SSf2CI/AAAAAAAABys/yOXnF3WvUL4/s320/PC180017+roomies.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then headed over to Fat Cats for some bowling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We killed the wait time for two lanes by playing arcade games (&lt;a href="http://theconleylovers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alisia&lt;/a&gt; and her tickets).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V4Ffy3SI/AAAAAAAAByw/el6lA-wzTDo/s1600/PC180019+roomies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V4Ffy3SI/AAAAAAAAByw/el6lA-wzTDo/s320/PC180019+roomies.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played a round robin, girls vs. boys air hockey.&amp;nbsp; This is after Treesh and I scored a goal - hence my blocking Rat's head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V7iRFjcI/AAAAAAAABy0/xV9CQRYVTJQ/s1600/PC180024+roomies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V7iRFjcI/AAAAAAAABy0/xV9CQRYVTJQ/s320/PC180024+roomies.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys basically killed us because Brad's a cheater and pancake smashes the puck which is totally illegal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V-pZQ7yI/AAAAAAAABy4/8YULiKA0Ldk/s1600/PC180025+roomies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V-pZQ7yI/AAAAAAAABy4/8YULiKA0Ldk/s320/PC180025+roomies.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes, it was cosmic bowling night.&amp;nbsp; And they were playing club music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7WBiCOvlI/AAAAAAAABy8/n7JB8prnY-s/s1600/PC190030+roomies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7WBiCOvlI/AAAAAAAABy8/n7JB8prnY-s/s320/PC190030+roomies.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Basically, I BEAT BRAD AT BOWLING!! I had something like 120 and he had something like 108... &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have the scores printed out but I'm too lazy to find them. Of course, I had bumpers, but STILL. I had two strikes that didn't touch the bumpers and for me to hit pins at all with or without bumpers is a feat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We considered going clubbing that night, but Alisia forgot her id so there was no point in forcing Treesh and Jenn into going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7WEnQGBvI/AAAAAAAABzA/-kwehnl3MtI/s1600/PC190038+roomies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7WEnQGBvI/AAAAAAAABzA/-kwehnl3MtI/s640/PC190038+roomies.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our outdoor group shot after a fun night (and before an hour and half drive home due to freeway closures because of &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=13717025"&gt;pedestrians getting hit on the I-15&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And since Jason's seems to be high in this one, I'll post the second one for Alisia (although Jenn and Misha are falling in that one - photoshop them together in your brain).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7ZL5TEj1I/AAAAAAAABzE/D7fo3ssOZqk/s1600/PC190039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7ZL5TEj1I/AAAAAAAABzE/D7fo3ssOZqk/s640/PC190039.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nevermind, maybe that's just his face. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7939199608688120092?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7939199608688120092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7939199608688120092&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7939199608688120092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7939199608688120092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/theyll-be-parties-for-hosting.html' title='they&apos;ll be parties for hosting...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7V1SSf2CI/AAAAAAAABys/yOXnF3WvUL4/s72-c/PC180017+roomies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1636443146148886770</id><published>2010-12-22T09:31:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T09:31:00.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceit'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;David and his roommate Landon had a final project for History of Creativity (a class they were in).&amp;nbsp; They had to do something creative that was a modern day epic.&amp;nbsp; David and Landon wrote some lyrics and sent them to Brad. Brad wrote the music and recorded the song for them (recording, editing, instruments, etc. - basically I'm bragging about Brad).&lt;br /&gt;I came home to this lovely scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7cNSUPQyI/AAAAAAAABzw/iHUrT756vHA/s1600/PC070039+recording.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7cNSUPQyI/AAAAAAAABzw/iHUrT756vHA/s320/PC070039+recording.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7cPlUv1UI/AAAAAAAABz0/xZ3JYKzao48/s1600/PC070040+recording.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7cPlUv1UI/AAAAAAAABz0/xZ3JYKzao48/s320/PC070040+recording.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because I know you want to hear it, here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(In order to add it, I made it a movie. The movie is just pictures of me and Brad to last the full length of the song. It is not critical that you watch it, but I'm sure you'll enjoy it if you do.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite part is the end... when I get to yell with the group. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f335fc34e82542e7" 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://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df335fc34e82542e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330178626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63F6F2FC58753D922D7FC4CD58236C65A650DC25.70ED04BF23E4C27BFE774755CF7E8EA417FA359C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df335fc34e82542e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSP8oKWzSpQBaaKEn7sbN3Zb-jFk&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://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df335fc34e82542e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330178626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63F6F2FC58753D922D7FC4CD58236C65A650DC25.70ED04BF23E4C27BFE774755CF7E8EA417FA359C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df335fc34e82542e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSP8oKWzSpQBaaKEn7sbN3Zb-jFk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1636443146148886770?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1636443146148886770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1636443146148886770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1636443146148886770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1636443146148886770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcome-to-record.html' title='Welcome to the Record'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7cNSUPQyI/AAAAAAAABzw/iHUrT756vHA/s72-c/PC070039+recording.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-7862445392868666366</id><published>2010-12-21T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T08:56:00.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a time for sharing and caring</title><content type='html'>After we went snowboarding, we ran over to Macy's for an Angel Tree gift (since Christmas is all about giving, right?).&lt;br /&gt;We picked a name from the ones left (they were all 20+ years old).&amp;nbsp; Ours was an older lady who liked the color purple and wanted pjs and clothes - my department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7UUNvNXQI/AAAAAAAAByk/cuKavpgkuo0/s1600/PC170012+angel+tree.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7UUNvNXQI/AAAAAAAAByk/cuKavpgkuo0/s320/PC170012+angel+tree.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7UV1nXivI/AAAAAAAAByo/Pf7BhRYBjrw/s1600/PC170016+angel+tree.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7UV1nXivI/AAAAAAAAByo/Pf7BhRYBjrw/s320/PC170016+angel+tree.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our pictures are kind of lame (we were in a hurry - we hadn't eaten yet since snowboarding), but they are pictures, so be grateful. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-7862445392868666366?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/7862445392868666366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=7862445392868666366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7862445392868666366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/7862445392868666366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-for-sharing-and-caring.html' title='a time for sharing and caring'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7UUNvNXQI/AAAAAAAAByk/cuKavpgkuo0/s72-c/PC170012+angel+tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-6162149468767278074</id><published>2010-12-20T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T14:26:00.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a shared interest.</title><content type='html'>Brad and I share a strong interest (it's one of very few commonalities between us): food.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we ventured out to &lt;a href="http://sparkrestaurantlounge.com/"&gt;Spark&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. Let me tell you: it. was. so. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7bOgsGo5I/AAAAAAAABzk/sXr2OkZMd_I/s1600/PC010030+spark.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7bOgsGo5I/AAAAAAAABzk/sXr2OkZMd_I/s320/PC010030+spark.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brad's Kobe Beef Burger. Awesome. Also those fries?! Secured the spot for best fries in Provo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7bRQlX8lI/AAAAAAAABzo/_7uzlN04_f4/s1600/PC010031+spark.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7bRQlX8lI/AAAAAAAABzo/_7uzlN04_f4/s320/PC010031+spark.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mac and cheese.&amp;nbsp; What?! Mac and cheese?! No, seriously, it was AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7bVPSWccI/AAAAAAAABzs/9tGqTC6GxdE/s1600/PC010032+spark.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7bVPSWccI/AAAAAAAABzs/9tGqTC6GxdE/s320/PC010032+spark.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dessert was this weird cheesecake tower. Also awesome. Those thin wafer cookies + their cream cheese filling = love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream about going back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bonus: As my Christmas present to you, I have posts scheduled all week long so you can enjoy the best thing about Christmas: having friends like us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-6162149468767278074?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/6162149468767278074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=6162149468767278074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6162149468767278074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/6162149468767278074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/shared-interest.html' title='a shared interest.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7bOgsGo5I/AAAAAAAABzk/sXr2OkZMd_I/s72-c/PC010030+spark.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1948568786922214000</id><published>2010-12-19T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:23:27.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let the snowboarding season begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brad has been counting down the days until we went snowboarding again  (he now considers himself a legit snowboarder).&amp;nbsp; Luckily our buddy Jon  hooked us up with free passes so we could enjoy a day on the mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a back way pass that looked really pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7S_126efI/AAAAAAAAByU/U94yhfflcn8/s1600/PC170002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7S_126efI/AAAAAAAAByU/U94yhfflcn8/s320/PC170002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh ps is was COLD. I couldn't feel my fingers after snapping these shots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7TBbzEY7I/AAAAAAAAByY/O2PiCu2icEI/s1600/PC170007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7TBbzEY7I/AAAAAAAAByY/O2PiCu2icEI/s320/PC170007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brad on said weirdy back pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7TC_9XLSI/AAAAAAAAByc/kqiDE1NpTtg/s1600/PC170010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7TC_9XLSI/AAAAAAAAByc/kqiDE1NpTtg/s320/PC170010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ran into my uncle and cousins up there (&lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowboarding.html"&gt;they hooked us up last year&lt;/a&gt;) so I had fun boarding with them for awhile as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7TFToSynI/AAAAAAAAByg/XNU3alvUQ1Q/s1600/PC170011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7TFToSynI/AAAAAAAAByg/XNU3alvUQ1Q/s320/PC170011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there you have it.&amp;nbsp; We're cool.&lt;br /&gt;{PS&lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-thankful-that-brads-family-had.html"&gt; I added the missing Thanksgiving pictures&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested in seeing an awesome shot of me and an awesome shot of the Jello}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1948568786922214000?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1948568786922214000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1948568786922214000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1948568786922214000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1948568786922214000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-snowboarding-season-begin.html' title='let the snowboarding season begin!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7S_126efI/AAAAAAAAByU/U94yhfflcn8/s72-c/PC170002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3260796495389921064</id><published>2010-12-14T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:15:16.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOP NOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Every year, December means one thing: the &lt;a href="http://americancrafts.typepad.com/studio/2010/12/american-crafts-warehouse-sale-grand-opening.html"&gt;American Crafts Warehouse Sale&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is no ordinary sale. I only buy anything scrapbook related here (pens, brads, stickers, paper, ribbon, sticky, envelopes, albums, gift boxes - ANYTHING); I guess it's really anything paper related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Serious - check out my swag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQg_YA1zNOI/AAAAAAAABx0/5_P2BgYfFzY/s1600/Photo+on+2010-12-14+at+20.54+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQg_YA1zNOI/AAAAAAAABx0/5_P2BgYfFzY/s400/Photo+on+2010-12-14+at+20.54+%25233.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And... it all cost LESS THAN $30!&amp;nbsp; Shocking right?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;More details on the stuff I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQg_Y-ux97I/AAAAAAAABx4/hIXbHNmCDJo/s1600/Photo+on+2010-12-14+at+20.54+%25233+with+comments.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQg_Y-ux97I/AAAAAAAABx4/hIXbHNmCDJo/s400/Photo+on+2010-12-14+at+20.54+%25233+with+comments.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Approx. pricing in rainbow order (I honestly can't remember exact prices, but these are PRETTY accurate):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;red - gift boxes, 6 packs of 3. 6 for $5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;orange - pens, 10 total. $.75 each (but the cashier hooked me up and made them $.50 because he was cool)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yellow - pack of 60 sheets of heavy weight cardstock, $6 (maybe that's wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;green - 6 packs of cute stickers, 6 for $4 (or $1 each, but once you get to three you might as well get three more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;blue - 6 adhesive runners (3 dots, 3 solids), 6 for $4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;purple - packs of envelopes, 4 packs of 12 5x7 envelopes, 2 packs of 25 4.5x5.75 envelopes, 6 for $4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome deals right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's open 9-6, Monday thru Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;LAST DAY IS SATURDAY!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is my third year going - Please go so they'll keep doing it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;AMERICAN CRAFTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1292376208_3" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;476 N. 1500 W.&lt;br /&gt;OREM, UT 84057&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3260796495389921064?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3260796495389921064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3260796495389921064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3260796495389921064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3260796495389921064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/shop-now.html' title='SHOP NOW!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQg_YA1zNOI/AAAAAAAABx0/5_P2BgYfFzY/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-12-14+at+20.54+%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3402627444255661357</id><published>2010-12-10T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:22:25.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thankful that Brad's family had Thanksgiving in Utah so we didn't have to make Thanksgiving SUPER lame since I worked the night before and the morning after.</title><content type='html'>I am also thankful that I got wise and decided to bring a change of clothes for the athletic activities that follow our gorging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pre-Dinner game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL4Bfug3I/AAAAAAAABxc/FSKZ9pcCQcQ/s1600/thanksgiving1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL4Bfug3I/AAAAAAAABxc/FSKZ9pcCQcQ/s640/thanksgiving1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This picture is one of my favorites; it looks like an ad campaign for happiness, family, and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL5SqHWoI/AAAAAAAABxg/SxierYxNHyw/s1600/thanksgiving2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL5SqHWoI/AAAAAAAABxg/SxierYxNHyw/s320/thanksgiving2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was not here... Instead, I was putting up the Christmas tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7Zu-u21hI/AAAAAAAABzQ/gWCy4V82m6E/s1600/PB250015+thanksgiving.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7Zu-u21hI/AAAAAAAABzQ/gWCy4V82m6E/s320/PB250015+thanksgiving.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After dinner activities:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL5SqHWoI/AAAAAAAABxg/SxierYxNHyw/s1600/thanksgiving2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dodgeball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL2wDQ9-I/AAAAAAAABxY/FtLfC-tBZHM/s1600/thanksgiving+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL2wDQ9-I/AAAAAAAABxY/FtLfC-tBZHM/s320/thanksgiving+5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL551mPPI/AAAAAAAABxk/70IFmE2BUaw/s1600/thanksgiving3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL551mPPI/AAAAAAAABxk/70IFmE2BUaw/s320/thanksgiving3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL6zBOe9I/AAAAAAAABxo/eSHyt2XbhQo/s1600/thanksgiving4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL6zBOe9I/AAAAAAAABxo/eSHyt2XbhQo/s320/thanksgiving4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL7sCqiPI/AAAAAAAABxs/YzKJhz1LQxE/s1600/thanksgiving6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL7sCqiPI/AAAAAAAABxs/YzKJhz1LQxE/s320/thanksgiving6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trust Fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL8Z3D5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/0qm9vVkhfxE/s1600/thanksgiving7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL8Z3D5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/0qm9vVkhfxE/s320/thanksgiving7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not sick and lazy, I'll post the picture of the Jello we brought - Brad and David made it and they did pret-ty, pret-ty good. (Curb your Enthusiasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Jello (finished product in the background, I just liked the look of the edge of the pan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7Z4QfwNGI/AAAAAAAABzU/KbUso-m4twY/s1600/PB250016+thanksgiving.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQ7Z4QfwNGI/AAAAAAAABzU/KbUso-m4twY/s320/PB250016+thanksgiving.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3402627444255661357?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3402627444255661357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3402627444255661357&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3402627444255661357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3402627444255661357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-thankful-that-brads-family-had.html' title='I&apos;m thankful that Brad&apos;s family had Thanksgiving in Utah so we didn&apos;t have to make Thanksgiving SUPER lame since I worked the night before and the morning after.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TQLL4Bfug3I/AAAAAAAABxc/FSKZ9pcCQcQ/s72-c/thanksgiving1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-8292769600170468892</id><published>2010-11-28T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:42:35.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 10'/><title type='text'>It's Beginning to Look a Lot  Like Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I now present to you: our unfinished Christmas decor! (I reserve the right to add/take away decorations as time progresses.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The mantle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM73O6XEsI/AAAAAAAABxE/VnGEnwr3XmM/s1600/Christmas+Decor+-+Fireplace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM73O6XEsI/AAAAAAAABxE/VnGEnwr3XmM/s400/Christmas+Decor+-+Fireplace.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The view from our tree &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM741RBOXI/AAAAAAAABxI/x0KAOd17bAg/s1600/Christmas+Decor+-+From+the+Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM741RBOXI/AAAAAAAABxI/x0KAOd17bAg/s400/Christmas+Decor+-+From+the+Tree.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This lovely scene greets you at the door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM76ku_bWI/AAAAAAAABxM/4mZtRIiZrRQ/s1600/Christmas+Decor+-+Tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM76ku_bWI/AAAAAAAABxM/4mZtRIiZrRQ/s640/Christmas+Decor+-+Tree.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;(Those lonely red ribbons are waiting for your Christmas cards!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking out the window (yes that is snow outside!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM78I-Ak1I/AAAAAAAABxQ/G8kPul-ZXoM/s1600/Christmas+Decor+-+Window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM78I-Ak1I/AAAAAAAABxQ/G8kPul-ZXoM/s400/Christmas+Decor+-+Window.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I cheated a little bit this year and put up my Christmas tree on  Thanksgiving Day (that way it would be there when I got home from my  lovely Black Friday shift).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I also only allowed myself to spend $20 on new Christmas decorations. I stopped at Tai Pan and picked up that green garland thing on the fireplace (I felt like the mantle really wanted one this year and it was only $10). I also got the red ornaments hanging from the ghetto gold tinsel because I loved them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This year, I was REALLY excited to hurry and get my Christmas decor up! It makes me feel all cozy inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-8292769600170468892?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/8292769600170468892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=8292769600170468892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8292769600170468892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/8292769600170468892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s Beginning to Look a Lot  Like Christmas...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TPM73O6XEsI/AAAAAAAABxE/VnGEnwr3XmM/s72-c/Christmas+Decor+-+Fireplace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-3582008869262357039</id><published>2010-11-25T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T09:44:01.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is a time to give thanks... So here are a couple of recent food discoveries that I'm thankful for (since Thanksgiving is also a time to think a LOT about eating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that Pepperidge Farm has come out with their own version of Tim Tams so it doesn't cost me $8 a package to make Brad happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOn1sUCPxWI/AAAAAAAABw8/PnjXWmu3fF0/s1600/PB040150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOn1sUCPxWI/AAAAAAAABw8/PnjXWmu3fF0/s320/PB040150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOn1vzqNpmI/AAAAAAAABxA/zDg_6ncQ_-0/s1600/PB040151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOn1vzqNpmI/AAAAAAAABxA/zDg_6ncQ_-0/s320/PB040151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOn1mvXzCGI/AAAAAAAABw4/QjF9GOliyPw/s1600/PB040149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOn1mvXzCGI/AAAAAAAABw4/QjF9GOliyPw/s320/PB040149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(You're thankful that I posted these photos even though they're sideways and I'm too lazy to fix them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thankful that Wing Street at Pizza Hut is actually good - regular hot mixed with the garlic parmesan = amazingness.&amp;nbsp; My mouth waters thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-3582008869262357039?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/3582008869262357039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=3582008869262357039&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3582008869262357039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/3582008869262357039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOn1sUCPxWI/AAAAAAAABw8/PnjXWmu3fF0/s72-c/PB040150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-1136156048836604436</id><published>2010-11-23T09:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:32:00.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do when your husband goes out of town.</title><content type='html'>Much to Brad's dismay, I am not one of those wives who is all out of sorts when their husband leaves. I don't write "blah blah blah wah I miss my husband" on Facebook, I don't call every five minutes, I don't cry myself to sleep.&amp;nbsp; If anything, my Facebook status would say, "Holla!! Brad's gone and I get the whole bed to myself tonight!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what did I do while Brad was out of town?&lt;/div&gt;- First, I worked until midnight. Yes, midnight.&lt;br /&gt;- Then I came home and fell asleep watching HP3 in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnzFPUXpBI/AAAAAAAABw0/d2rxLOt60k4/s1600/PB180228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnzFPUXpBI/AAAAAAAABw0/d2rxLOt60k4/s320/PB180228.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- When I woke up, I put on footie pajamas.&amp;nbsp; Then I accidentally spilled my cereal all over myself (oh yes my Londonees - I'm still spilling dairy products all over myself) and no one was here to yell at me for being an idiot!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnzCYaF-CI/AAAAAAAABww/VrAS3w6VkMo/s1600/PB180229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnzCYaF-CI/AAAAAAAABww/VrAS3w6VkMo/s320/PB180229.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Then I did nothing all day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Then Jeanettey came over, and we bought wallflowers at Bath and Body, and we went to see Tia and Brea in UVU's Best Dance Crew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOny6cB0ZuI/AAAAAAAABws/ykDX66kma7U/s1600/PB180009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOny6cB0ZuI/AAAAAAAABws/ykDX66kma7U/s320/PB180009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...which was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1c7226456fa370b0" 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://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1c7226456fa370b0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330178626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FE16772F029434A8C5AA018DA5493D4EEE3BDBB.5FA5751D75A5F6A7139478F74F546A68EC1E598F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c7226456fa370b0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNF3NcvHY6gnzzaxCkhEdE6hemMQ&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://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1c7226456fa370b0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330178626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FE16772F029434A8C5AA018DA5493D4EEE3BDBB.5FA5751D75A5F6A7139478F74F546A68EC1E598F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c7226456fa370b0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNF3NcvHY6gnzzaxCkhEdE6hemMQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{Please excuse the weird comments, my trash talk, the shakiness, and weird noises I may make... Better videos exist on Facebook.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was much less exciting: I woke up and worked, then went to work, then Brad got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-1136156048836604436?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/1136156048836604436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=1136156048836604436&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1136156048836604436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/1136156048836604436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-to-do-when-your-husband-goes-out.html' title='what to do when your husband goes out of town.'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnzFPUXpBI/AAAAAAAABw0/d2rxLOt60k4/s72-c/PB180228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-9130137903403894621</id><published>2010-11-21T21:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T21:28:16.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>hhhhhharrry potter....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnusJwvN3I/AAAAAAAABwk/tgwoI9efDXM/s1600/Dhposter_7_Pottervs.DeathEaters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnusJwvN3I/AAAAAAAABwk/tgwoI9efDXM/s640/Dhposter_7_Pottervs.DeathEaters.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Question&lt;/i&gt;: Do I love Harry Potter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Answer&lt;/i&gt;: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Question&lt;/i&gt;: How much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Answer&lt;/i&gt;: Well, I woke up at 7:30 am on Saturday &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(we all know I RARELY see the day prior to 9 am)&lt;/span&gt; after sleeping-ish for 5 hours (because we finished HP6 at 2:30 am), got dressed, and headed to the theatre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{Our intention was to see the 9:00 am showing, but when we got there, it was sold out.&amp;nbsp; In fact, EVERY showing was sold out, except 9:50.&amp;nbsp; Now, 9:50 was actually our first choice, but we had assumed it would sell out, hence the preparations to get there for the 9:00 showing.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at 8:00 am, and the theatre opened it's doors at 8:30 am, and we picked out our prime seats (as the second group to enter the theatre), and I slept for an hour. In the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnuagL1JuI/AAAAAAAABwc/d6LQkJDbebE/s1600/PB200010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnuagL1JuI/AAAAAAAABwc/d6LQkJDbebE/s320/PB200010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Question&lt;/i&gt;: Was I a dork with HP gear at the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Answer&lt;/i&gt;: Never fear, I attended the movie with my awesome lightning bolt headband I fashioned for the occasion, my Harry Potter blanket Courtney gave me in high school, and my Slug Club ring from &lt;a href="http://pennylyra.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnvWBHNrTI/AAAAAAAABwo/V5bJwCYANZk/s1600/PB200012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnvWBHNrTI/AAAAAAAABwo/V5bJwCYANZk/s320/PB200012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you see it?! What did you think about it?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's discuss it in the comments.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-9130137903403894621?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/9130137903403894621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=9130137903403894621&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/9130137903403894621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/9130137903403894621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/11/hhhhhharrry-potter.html' title='hhhhhharrry potter....'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOnusJwvN3I/AAAAAAAABwk/tgwoI9efDXM/s72-c/Dhposter_7_Pottervs.DeathEaters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733468575807447927.post-682881405154447454</id><published>2010-11-19T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T01:12:14.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because you were good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You will be rewarded: Pictures of my Little Twin Star (we're both the oldest, both the awesomest, both born in the year of the tiger, both leos, both given "e" as a root in our middle name which means "blessing").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_479816902"&gt;Scared of the mommy monster:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sailorbabybunny.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-17.html"&gt;(I watch the video over and over and over again and laugh EVERY TIME)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOYwEI7UB6I/AAAAAAAABwI/kOW0dIPZoV8/s320/bunny.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing with Uncle Sean John in a box:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOYwbtJj1rI/AAAAAAAABwM/FumeaBN7dbQ/s1600/bunny+with+UK.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOYwbtJj1rI/AAAAAAAABwM/FumeaBN7dbQ/s320/bunny+with+UK.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wearing the coolest styrofoam hat: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOYwgvyyNJI/AAAAAAAABwQ/Sx0VphwM9ZA/s1600/bunny+with+styrofoam.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOYwgvyyNJI/AAAAAAAABwQ/Sx0VphwM9ZA/s320/bunny+with+styrofoam.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still loving (and currently missing) &lt;a href="http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-this-baby.html"&gt;this baby&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733468575807447927-682881405154447454?l=themarriedfolk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/feeds/682881405154447454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1733468575807447927&amp;postID=682881405154447454&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/682881405154447454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733468575807447927/posts/default/682881405154447454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarriedfolk.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-you-were-good.html' title='because you were good...'/><author><name>r   o   y   a   l</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08117236815221471608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/SWpJCGBY1xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y4eCvp6TbYg/S220/headless.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgLREnSXRJM/TOYwEI7UB6I/AAAAAAAABwI/kOW0dIPZoV8/s72-c/bunny.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
