tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50685432984294604072024-03-12T18:21:26.346-07:00LisafaceLisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-80901824347840688502012-02-07T23:22:00.001-08:002012-02-07T23:22:45.923-08:00Hello...Who is in charge of this blog?... somebody.. and any day now will update it..!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-38064241564569173172010-12-07T10:42:00.000-08:002010-12-07T14:19:50.499-08:00Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas..That line above is from the Christmas movie "All I want for Christmas" and it is one of my favorites. And the little girl says that over and over "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.." to be annoying, so I do it as well around Christmas time to be annoying! It is no surprise to anyone that knows me, that I love Christmas time!! I start listening to Christmas music way to early, and watching movies. I grew up doing this with my sisters, and I will continue to with my kids. We put the tree up the day after Thanksgiving. It is simple, and we are slowly starting to get "memory" ornaments and I love them! We finally got a tree topper this year, and I think it fits perfectly! I really want a real tree one year, but I will settle with this one for now.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidPdtW5lyaf6vOSibedlirAxu6XKNybqVmP0IMZ6FE8O0zoyMHhnmkw9aveldsPEQE7yKMfU4F8-mYBtb83wh_LqU0x0dIzx5UhyphenhyphenOGzEyrhEUMIYt0iCIHxCTtxcKs6VTB8vFaKDMiaXm1/s1600/FxCam_1290831872660.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidPdtW5lyaf6vOSibedlirAxu6XKNybqVmP0IMZ6FE8O0zoyMHhnmkw9aveldsPEQE7yKMfU4F8-mYBtb83wh_LqU0x0dIzx5UhyphenhyphenOGzEyrhEUMIYt0iCIHxCTtxcKs6VTB8vFaKDMiaXm1/s200/FxCam_1290831872660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548013183840332402" border="0" /></a><br />Our cute tree! Our house is so small that the only place it could go was in front of the door. But we never use our front door, so no biggie!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">My mom had ordered tickets for the Christmas Devotional at the conference center downtown. It was so pretty! I have never been to the conference center, so I was excited. And to see the tabernacle choir, I was excited! At the end the choir sang "O Holy Night" and the congregation joined in at the fourth verse. I was half way listening, but in my own thoughts while thinking about some stuff that has been going on personally with me, and I focused again on the screen and right then was the time when we all joined in, and I started signing and couldn't help but start crying. I don't know if it was what I had been thinking of, or the song having a different meaning to me after the devotional but I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Hmmm<br /><br />It was so crazy and foggy that night, and so the temple looked amazing!!<br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbz4C0QPEyLHKJPDSgrbJenHPGOY3S50lhKU1acLqMlohyphenhyphengOoBh0Dh2-Oymx-qhfa4OXZEMP6zDhrJ7oqfwUA3KgaBG5sBG0IE6l9EGbLXgUFwykfXg0k4osOULQauD_cUgrqo8zzPfsTX/s1600/IMAG0080.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbz4C0QPEyLHKJPDSgrbJenHPGOY3S50lhKU1acLqMlohyphenhyphengOoBh0Dh2-Oymx-qhfa4OXZEMP6zDhrJ7oqfwUA3KgaBG5sBG0IE6l9EGbLXgUFwykfXg0k4osOULQauD_cUgrqo8zzPfsTX/s200/IMAG0080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548057892124212674" border="0" /></a>Me and Jenny. It was so cold, we look funny<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIcF_tm_edkHIIhIktI3kg02fzFxL6OA7CHSzIRHGG2qsjADQUgwkAo0kWBk1gWhuX_cNgQFzrDBnYXzKeXAELKGmgibfc5bUIOulbpark_DnzarywPDecXcJS2BiRPwyQ8w1S3Eb0d4Zu/s1600/IMAG0084.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIcF_tm_edkHIIhIktI3kg02fzFxL6OA7CHSzIRHGG2qsjADQUgwkAo0kWBk1gWhuX_cNgQFzrDBnYXzKeXAELKGmgibfc5bUIOulbpark_DnzarywPDecXcJS2BiRPwyQ8w1S3Eb0d4Zu/s200/IMAG0084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548057942435166114" border="0" /></a>And of course I had to get this picture. Every year at Christmas time, I always think of retro Christmas, I don't know what it is. And I always think of my Grandma Timm, and her old house. I wonder if it is because of all the Christmas' spent at her old house, and she must have had old retro decorations or something. I don't know, I never could put my finger on what made me always reminiscent of a retro Christmas.. but this reminded me of olden days with the building behind. <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA9zhF0yWWDcnyAi9FZXFgLnfyRKjGhXcACkgpko3bPWNAz-620lcC_GzuTWS4N2Kcsdv_TeQmoG6iaVbkryw4iCxHnldOqhs_uuDpZmDETK4OYkgKPRTMa4cNbq2RQuaYIyE-hO3e2psR/s1600/IMAG0078+%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA9zhF0yWWDcnyAi9FZXFgLnfyRKjGhXcACkgpko3bPWNAz-620lcC_GzuTWS4N2Kcsdv_TeQmoG6iaVbkryw4iCxHnldOqhs_uuDpZmDETK4OYkgKPRTMa4cNbq2RQuaYIyE-hO3e2psR/s200/IMAG0078+%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548057846146107714" border="0" /></a>I love this picture!! I think the temple looks so beautiful, there is almost a mystery of it or something. And the pole makes it seem like an olden day scene to me :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I have been looking online at vintage Christmas decorations, and a lot of them do remind me of my Grandma Timm. So that does have to be where it came from. There are a few things I want to order.<br /><br />SEASONS GREETINGS EVERYONE!! I love this time of year!!!!<br /></div></div>Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-85844888763490994342010-07-16T11:17:00.000-07:002010-07-16T11:41:19.396-07:00I Thought an Update Would be FunI always get mad at my sisters for not posting.. and I never post!<br /><br />Life has been busy, but not out of control! I went home in June for my little sister Lindsay and Matt's wedding. She look so beautiful. It was a fun wedding and so pretty! She is going to be an amazing wife and amazing mother. I also met my future sister in law while there. Brent, my older brother came in for the wedding and he is getting married in August. She fit right in with us and we already love her! She is awesome!!!! My sister Lindsay is having a baby in October. Little Crosby, who I like to call Bing. I think I might have started the Bing but I also think I might not have. :) The tradition is that in Matt's family (the husband) all the kids name their first son Crosby. When we were talking about it I was like Ohhhh like Bing Crosby. Because if you know my family you know us girls love Christmas, and Christmas music especially. So therefore he will be nicknamed BING! I love it. And I actually love the name Crosby.. what if I steal the tradition? HAHA! So I got some time with my family that I love so much! And miss even more.<br /><br />In May Quin found out he would be working in Vernal for the summer.. I was beyond not happy with this. He started out there in June. It has been an adjustment and the first couple of weeks I couldn't stay at home by myself. This week actually is the first week I have been home the whole week and by myself. I am finally not feeling anxious being there alone. This is my home, I want to feel safe there and I want to be able to feel okay being there by myself. We have a crazy neighbor is really the only reason I am nervous there by myself. He is not stable, you can tell. And I always say a crazy person is a scary person because you don't know what they'll do. But things have been okay.<br /><br />July my family came into town like they do every year. And I love! Since Quin was out of town I went out there every night and stayed out at my sisters. I love having them here and I wish we all lived closer. We had Quin's parents come over for one of the family bbq's and seriously they fit right in with my family. I love it! Soooo the most fun was Sunday after the 4th.. since my mom was in town we decided to go dress shopping! I felt dumb for setting up an appointment when my wedding is a year away but the lady said that is perfect time. This book I have says to actually order your dress six months in advance. And after trying on more than 30 dresses and loving all of them except for maybe 2 I am glad I have six months to find one! I have a feeling this is going to be hard. But I loved it. I loved every minute of trying on dresses. And every dress I tried on. HAHA! It's funny, when I would think about trying on dresses and picturing me in a dress I would start crying or tearing up a little.. but when I actually tried on the dresses I was so happy and so excited that I was just all smiles! No tears. I feel like this whole experience I will be sooo happy and soooo excited that there will be no tears. It feels so weird, because I've never been through anything like this I always imagined I would cry about everything. We shall see I guess. So I have been looking up places more and more to have the wedding at. This is hard too. With Quin out of town there is no time we can both go. So my sister Jenny gave me the idea to go to appointments without him and if there are places that I fall in love with, then set an appointment up with him when he has time. I think this will be perfect. Well I am hoping. This is so much fun!!! I am loving it so far. I hope I don't get sick of it like everyone says they do.<br /><br />This is all so far.. I can't wait to really get into planning our wedding and having fun things to share. Wish me luck!!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-36837677262606258322009-12-31T11:11:00.001-08:002009-12-31T11:48:33.478-08:00Here's to ForeverQuin proposed Wednesday December 23rd!!!! It was a complete surprise! We had been planning to go drive around and look at lights. I had the week off and I kept texting Jenny saying something is up with Quin and he was not acting like himself. So we headed out Wednesday to look at lights. Last year we found this house in Provo kind of out of nowhere, it has it's own culdesac and one side is the house and the other is a little park/field. The house is huge and beautiful and has the most amazing lights, the really bright ones all over. In the park/field is a huge nativity scene set up. We couldn't remember exactly how to get there but we found it! So we drove up and Quin pulled over and said "Hey let's get out this year" so we got out and we stood right in front of the park and he put his arms around and kissed me and said "Do you know how much I love you, you know how much I love you right?" And I must have made a weird face and I said ".... yeah..." and he goes "NO I am not breaking up with you" Who knows why I am so weird and I thought he was breaking up with me! But he said "no it is way better then that. I want you to marry me!" I just said "SHUT UP!!!!" And he had the box in his hand. So I just kept saying "Really??? Are you for real!!!!" And he said "YES! It is real I want you to be my wife!!" Finally I said "YES of course a million times yes!!!" It was seriously PERFECT! My eyes kept watering with excitment but I was just too happy and too excited! Here are quite a few picture of the ring! He picked it out all by himself.. had it for 3 weeks and everything. He didn't even bring his mom or friends to help him. I love that even more that he did it all on his own. And that it was a total surprise to me!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglW_FaVcNwXG1N2b5V5MqPpLT3NImqpEuFLhP6go7ci-_PZtm8uWnihVPDsPjOd9oG-_D4tBsBx3PMh-Rx4BqE7l5KcQyv5xjOBilgfCohOfmPC_Zgd3BBfseTr-mL_Cg0GB3jT5PkoS1E/s1600-h/SDC10760.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglW_FaVcNwXG1N2b5V5MqPpLT3NImqpEuFLhP6go7ci-_PZtm8uWnihVPDsPjOd9oG-_D4tBsBx3PMh-Rx4BqE7l5KcQyv5xjOBilgfCohOfmPC_Zgd3BBfseTr-mL_Cg0GB3jT5PkoS1E/s200/SDC10760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421480476436320530" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqiWnC1Dm3mcmvRE3ih2XgwdZTj3il-nDNfstXuPFC7d4PaVjeExSvGPMd4UvfeQvg0ZewAHujW3vkSac7ZuiC3O6-A8K65moRBlgF9tbvFmENgsOGyU-re7HSQtHeQJP90fL5gfEw9PNe/s1600-h/SDC10752.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqiWnC1Dm3mcmvRE3ih2XgwdZTj3il-nDNfstXuPFC7d4PaVjeExSvGPMd4UvfeQvg0ZewAHujW3vkSac7ZuiC3O6-A8K65moRBlgF9tbvFmENgsOGyU-re7HSQtHeQJP90fL5gfEw9PNe/s200/SDC10752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421480382410064482" border="0" /></a>I love this view... it has two peaks on the side that don't touch the diamond. It's my favorite part!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Gpie1q_v3FkloAfVLANYDbg0O1TM6LOSPuCqJCy2mlBYGkQG0qA2hKmELBxkOkSOYOPW9Colp2_WjF-jcDtehrbxnOEIlf9UUDEfo5jhaIS4nQCu99yzD5HupS_RfoJF9V3Uqoa6-E8i/s1600-h/SDC10754.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Gpie1q_v3FkloAfVLANYDbg0O1TM6LOSPuCqJCy2mlBYGkQG0qA2hKmELBxkOkSOYOPW9Colp2_WjF-jcDtehrbxnOEIlf9UUDEfo5jhaIS4nQCu99yzD5HupS_RfoJF9V3Uqoa6-E8i/s200/SDC10754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421480278683810450" border="0" /></a>I had to take the ring in to get sized and it KILLED me! Because of Christmas it took two days and I was so sad but so excited to get it back!!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3iylWqVgqXCXRBVTWRQoa3uaji12IcXbWfBck99zpG4AFjHDwnijx6rGyW3Kg-I4t5wXS5C4TlAv2pXBG1A85DZm_KP_HLt96eZnUf9LMrkFa_6ANCOCvIx3A4svGNimgRLn8zbofrP67/s1600-h/Ring.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3iylWqVgqXCXRBVTWRQoa3uaji12IcXbWfBck99zpG4AFjHDwnijx6rGyW3Kg-I4t5wXS5C4TlAv2pXBG1A85DZm_KP_HLt96eZnUf9LMrkFa_6ANCOCvIx3A4svGNimgRLn8zbofrP67/s200/Ring.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421480179912025090" border="0" /></a>Kristi's cell phone takes better pictures then any digital camera. Plus I hate my fingers. Gross! :)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKs-Qw86lTReiz3UYpPl_-ElgHaG_bvuH_OMtHs-ti00kg6aT-AkCBI6Ira2C_BqD4rnLVG1LezCHfAzafmI2okwQrRJDaR9t2d8NIVy6nxKp_UMNFH8Pulg3ciJT5ezlWWBGbzg3z_Fb/s1600-h/SDC10741.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKs-Qw86lTReiz3UYpPl_-ElgHaG_bvuH_OMtHs-ti00kg6aT-AkCBI6Ira2C_BqD4rnLVG1LezCHfAzafmI2okwQrRJDaR9t2d8NIVy6nxKp_UMNFH8Pulg3ciJT5ezlWWBGbzg3z_Fb/s200/SDC10741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421480548605494306" border="0" /></a>Before leaving for Chris' birthday party! <br /></div><br />I am soooooo happy I can not even explain it!! I have always told the people that are close to me that I just haven't felt like I am going to get married. for one, it just hasn't been a huge priority for me. If I found love and it happened then I would be excited but I just didn't think it would happen. Since meeting Quin and getting serious with him it has always been on my mind. I finally found the one person that I really wanted to get married to! It is such an amazing feeling. I have found my best friend that will be for the rest of my life. We don't have a date set yet, but we want to have a wedding in the summer and since we will need to save for the honeymoon and alcohol at our wedding we are thinking not this summer but next!! It is quite a ways away but I am already looking at bridesmaid dresses and trying to figure out the colors for the wedding. Which is good because I can not make decissions. So Christmas this year for real has been the best ever!! I got so spoiled aside from getting engaged! I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with Quin and to plan our wedding!!!!!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-83440340898074490082009-09-25T14:47:00.000-07:002009-09-25T14:49:59.641-07:00Where Has the Time Gone?It is so weird to see all the married people I went to school with, and especially the ones that have kids! And more then one kid! Are we really that grown up? I remember the carefree days I'd spend with these people... life changes so much too fast!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-72610188547490802792009-08-17T15:35:00.000-07:002009-08-17T15:58:15.397-07:00It Happened...We went up to the opening of the bow hunt this last weekend. Obviously we are not hunters... we go to camp and have fun. Burnie and Nephew drove up in the truck and we were waved over by another guy... I took a second to get there and I walked up to the bed of the truck and screamed. I screamed out loud... then I was like "you gotta warn a girl!" Burnie had shot a deer righ in the head pretty much right between the eyes! Most of the bow (I don't even know if that is what it's called)was stilling out the back. Melissa one of the wives of the hunters was like if you see a bunch of guys standing around the bed of a truck you know there's something dead. HAHA! She has a two year old son (who I may steal) and he was all about it, actually pulling on the bow that was still in the deer's head. Another little girl a little older, her dad put her up on the side to see too. I thought it would traumatize a child but I guess not. I have never seen anything that someone has actually killed except for the deer and buffalo head in the basement of my grandma and grandpa's house, that is it. I went over to talk to Sarah and it was close to where they were hanging it up so I decided that since I have never experience anything like this before I'd see if I could stomach it long enough to watch. So I stood there and watched him cut the head off, stick his arm clear up the thing (it was already gutted) and was trying to pull something out, the wind pipe or something, I don't know. Pour water down it to clean it out, they ended up taking too long switching the way they had it tied up on the tree that I got distracted and didn't watch him skin it. It was so weird, Quin couldn't believe I watched what I did when I finally walked back to the trailer. In a way it was awesome, there was a guy there talking about how he loves to kill elk and all that to feed his family. Hunters are a whole other breed then us, that is for sure. Two guys that go up there every year and their fathers fathers have gone to the same spot every year, well one of the guys had a bull tag so him and this other guy stood up on a platform in the trees for 11 hours not talking or moving waiting to kill the bull. They peed once that entire time, and never got anything. I don't get it. But it really is fun going up with them. We're going again this weekend.Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-77617388394375956462009-07-29T13:50:00.000-07:002009-07-31T10:58:34.337-07:00It Doesn't Get Better Then This...Thursday we went to Kenny Chesney. Our friend Rob always calls the same guy for a taxi on the weekends, so he called that guy and set up a limo since everyone we were going with lives in utah county for one, and the parking at the rio tinto stadium is ridiculous for two, nobody wanted to drive. Everyone has been telling everyone about the limo we're getting... well come Thursday, the guy calls Rob and says that the limo is double booked and the other people are offering more money so he can send two lincoln cars. But we all wanted to go together and the limo driver found a big van for us to take, and he paid for it because of the mix up. So we all met over at Rob and Kelly's and our ride was there... Rob came and told us it was a bus, like to ones we take at the airport... Rob came back to tell us it was a senior citizen bus!! It was free for us, yes. We got to drive together, yes. Did we have a blast in that senior citizen bus? YES!!!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT5rm7EgdlIulwpzTwJxHWwf1zxTTynkxVRpTD5DiOFdMfQw3Xwgb61gb3qdwN3sEYZcp5OIVRMMU1N2afvPpWgJVhqsf4qoIMPfsG70guw2juG5axp5F-vEztASaYejkXhhWY-lLnb2Cn/s1600-h/6529_1097002879054_1646073729_30397632_2280685_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT5rm7EgdlIulwpzTwJxHWwf1zxTTynkxVRpTD5DiOFdMfQw3Xwgb61gb3qdwN3sEYZcp5OIVRMMU1N2afvPpWgJVhqsf4qoIMPfsG70guw2juG5axp5F-vEztASaYejkXhhWY-lLnb2Cn/s200/6529_1097002879054_1646073729_30397632_2280685_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364680988774029138" border="0" /></a>Here we are driving to pick Amanda and Jason up! The funny thing is, we never told Amanda the limo was cancelled. So up until we picked her up she thought it would be a limo. It was pretty funny when we picked them up!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-8-4DXXqyEtV_FMzGMwIxR_Rgq9wvRteq1rQML2HfMh5XbebK2iY5gkk-5Ysu1YwTRaSdQ79YykOwTbAt1bxEtqurzYYVozD_uOMr3mvtNN6RbyXZOO_z5mc00tVQEKZkeEeUYHMDRhwp/s1600-h/6300_124944191008_526351008_2345707_3656561_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-8-4DXXqyEtV_FMzGMwIxR_Rgq9wvRteq1rQML2HfMh5XbebK2iY5gkk-5Ysu1YwTRaSdQ79YykOwTbAt1bxEtqurzYYVozD_uOMr3mvtNN6RbyXZOO_z5mc00tVQEKZkeEeUYHMDRhwp/s200/6300_124944191008_526351008_2345707_3656561_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364680870341935170" border="0" /></a>In the lin to get in I saw Jenny and Tiff. I can't believe in the big crowd I found them! Quin saw them once when we weren't together too. I love these two.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7fQNMJitfOPrEZWIpHJzzCNwaf8JBHzsYxe4i-L1N_xP24l9PC5jtJquwIRz1V8YwwwZXWtDqnAhokKqy_4-fS4XcQoihgG1QzUP6Ok5mt1Kcr00pRBr2XpA_w4TsXjSVZR672_qywXC/s1600-h/6529_1097004199087_1646073729_30397663_804660_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7fQNMJitfOPrEZWIpHJzzCNwaf8JBHzsYxe4i-L1N_xP24l9PC5jtJquwIRz1V8YwwwZXWtDqnAhokKqy_4-fS4XcQoihgG1QzUP6Ok5mt1Kcr00pRBr2XpA_w4TsXjSVZR672_qywXC/s200/6529_1097004199087_1646073729_30397663_804660_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364680818361281042" border="0" /></a>I'm so glad someone got a picture so we had proof! Josh, the senior citizen!! HAHA<br /><br />Friday we went to Chris and Jenny's for the 24th of July BBQ and fireworks. We had a lot of fun, but Quin got heat stroke out golfing that day. So poor him :( didn't feel good all night.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57icsJNNRhRYFSCFTsyBH8_gKHuhRbmCD-SWudB7Gf703lzb9GvHyRzSQ7rmBx3aAuDLxwS18swWOa171t-APBsC12_WOoyzFTKSWU8qL5dGIL_BrwlSJ3ewDzvOIcl7-1gspMPaJUVL0/s1600-h/6300_124944251008_526351008_2345718_1235631_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57icsJNNRhRYFSCFTsyBH8_gKHuhRbmCD-SWudB7Gf703lzb9GvHyRzSQ7rmBx3aAuDLxwS18swWOa171t-APBsC12_WOoyzFTKSWU8qL5dGIL_BrwlSJ3ewDzvOIcl7-1gspMPaJUVL0/s200/6300_124944251008_526351008_2345718_1235631_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364680750313571746" border="0" /></a>Bay took this picture of us.. perfect!<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Sooooo while my parents were here my mom said I should try and curl my hair... since it's long the curl has come out but not much. Well Quin's friend's girlfriend has gorgeous curly hair and she told me to try and curl it too. Well while Quin was out golfing, I thought of blow drying and flattening my hair and cringed at the thought. It is down to my butt, thick, and out of control. I need it cut and thinned bad!!! So I thought... I'll curl it.<br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil5MGdfGBmokivQzLYT8mNs2QH-IgOVkQq3wXACjjxJ7fkthZ_MO-sFsXOrZNr0OK5KyDlnP71n71y74xqAHYvd0w5sP6Xj4rSw30tQ6sXoutZz3AM9ppqOLywND4BxoM3bQmVFZMj29f5/s1600-h/6300_124944246008_526351008_2345717_2158020_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil5MGdfGBmokivQzLYT8mNs2QH-IgOVkQq3wXACjjxJ7fkthZ_MO-sFsXOrZNr0OK5KyDlnP71n71y74xqAHYvd0w5sP6Xj4rSw30tQ6sXoutZz3AM9ppqOLywND4BxoM3bQmVFZMj29f5/s200/6300_124944246008_526351008_2345717_2158020_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364680701939338434" border="0" /></a>Here are the results... My hair is SO heavy that the top is sooo flat! I back combed the crap out of it and it still went totally flat. Also it didn't curl very much it just frizzed. I will try again with some other product. We'll see!<br /><br />Saturday we had a bbq at our house. Just a few people came over. Our neighbors noticed how much we love bonfires and have given us so much wood! We love them! Sunday Quin's parents went out of town or they were doing someone for Art's work, I can't remember. But we stayed home and we watched Gran Torino and A Haunting in Conneticut. The last one freaked me out! It was based on a true story, even at the end there was an update of the situation. So scary but I love it! Gran Torino was not as good as everyone said, I thought, or maybe I just wasn't in the mood for it. It really started to get on my nerves that he was so grumpy, and that he growled at everyone. Also when he said he regretted not having a relationship with his sons, but became a father to Toa really bugged me. Obviously you can be a good father, just not to your own sons? I don't know.<br /><br />This week has been annoying. Our buick needs to be registered and the check engine light has been on, well we went and paid over $300 to maybe have the light off. So this weekend we are not going to go crazy spending money. We'll see how that goes.Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-49527536415621527012009-07-20T13:03:00.000-07:002009-07-20T13:35:32.760-07:00Suprise!Last wednesday when I got home as soon as I walked in the front room, Quin asked if I wanted to go somewhere and that we would be walking a little. But he wouldn't tell me where or anything. Well we went up in the mountains through Provo Canyon, went by Sundance ski resort and we got to a toll booth and he told the worker we were going on the Alpine Loop, she didn't make us pay and just told us to be safe. So we were weaving our way through the canyon looking at how beautiful everything was and the smells and just talking. So we ended up at Cascade Springs. Walked through one of the most amazing and beautiful places I've been to in Utah. I loved it so much. The whole time I kept telling him thank you for taking me and suprising me. I wish I was able to take pictures. It was such a hot day too that it was so nice to get away and being in the cool mountains. It was so awesome! <br /><br />Friday we had a BBQ like we do every Friday. Saturday we went to Quin's friend Burnie's brother in law's house. There is a car show every year that is across the street so they sit out front and hang out. The American Fork carnival is a couple of blocks from his house too. Quin stayed at the house hanging out and I went with Melissa, Sara, and their kids to the carnival. Melissa's daughter some how got me to go on the freakiest ride with her. Although it was fun, it sounded like it was going to break. Also it was about 100 degrees that day. We drank more water there then anyone has ever! I love the carnival, I don't know why but I think it is so cute and such a fun place to watch people! After we left that house we went to Rob and Kelly's for Rob's birthday party. We had a pretty fun weekend!! Love the summertime!!!!!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-86003819133537955622009-07-14T11:19:00.000-07:002009-07-14T11:38:17.147-07:00Summertime!I have been having the best summer a girl could ask for! We've been camping as much as we can, bbqing as much as we can, sitting out by a fire as much as we can, and enjoying everything summer has to offer!<br /><br />Since I have grown up a little :) the 4th of July has become one of my favorite holidays. This year we went camping with Lapreal's family who are the greatest people! It didn't totally feel like the 4th, but that was just because I've never been camping on the 4th. We still had so much fun of course. It never fails with Lapreal and her family that we will have a blast!<br /><br />My family (dad, mom, vauri, owen, and ava) came into town like they do every year. I had so much fun with them. I met them a few times for dinner and swimming after work. I am so lucky to have such a great family and the cutest neices and nephew in the entire world!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Thursday my dad wanted to go to the rodeo in Nephi, and Quin actually agreed to it! It really turned out to be kind of fun. Some things made me feel not so good, like the bull riding and bucking horse. I just don't like to think the animals are getting hurt. The only picture I have.<br /></div> Me, Jenny, and Bay<br /></div><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKwpJkRdWl8sXhvNxRYeNKqn61ld29Kb7OsDPqI4oKgRV1YdTGRMw7ZEXZaZ_OXe3BSt_XbJRqLfAjhukCfiBKSxmLJBo7AQlpVBiDvDv4HclTva2lGFfOw2rFM-qZrCJblyDVEK9YHyj/s1600-h/rodeo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKwpJkRdWl8sXhvNxRYeNKqn61ld29Kb7OsDPqI4oKgRV1YdTGRMw7ZEXZaZ_OXe3BSt_XbJRqLfAjhukCfiBKSxmLJBo7AQlpVBiDvDv4HclTva2lGFfOw2rFM-qZrCJblyDVEK9YHyj/s200/rodeo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358384625807363698" border="0" /></a>Friday Quin and I had my family and his family over for a bbq to get to know each other. And it was a success! We had a lot of fun just talking and enjoying each other. Saturday we went up to bountiful for a bbq at my grandmas. My mom is so cute and surprised me with towels and place mats and bowls for parties. I love the colors. They reminded her of Mexico and that is why she picked them. It all looks perfect in our house. And I swear I could do a whole post of funny things Owen said and did! He is so hilarious!!<br /><br />I swear we are going to either going to get my camera replaced or buy a new one. I hate not having pictures :( I can't wait to see what the rest of the summer brings!!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-40236901967090469612009-06-15T09:20:00.000-07:002009-06-15T09:23:33.193-07:00Cabo San Lucas 2009Mexico was amazing to say the least! And to be there with Quin made it all even better!! I have so many pictures and that is why I haven't wanted to upload them onto here. But this first one is the view from our pool. AMAZING!! I want to go back so bad!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_eoFYGkE5cEzJc94bXUqPnoMpcYDvgjYsO3zSSfMZ0rpkGHIKldE7e75hosha4LET1V7lN4O6nJgxdwgLZZOCnNo9nCtEiFaCrx56XsiZkhSZx_DVemrzqOXlLGppBSszwb5xPdlsqpH/s1600-h/DSCN0329.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_eoFYGkE5cEzJc94bXUqPnoMpcYDvgjYsO3zSSfMZ0rpkGHIKldE7e75hosha4LET1V7lN4O6nJgxdwgLZZOCnNo9nCtEiFaCrx56XsiZkhSZx_DVemrzqOXlLGppBSszwb5xPdlsqpH/s200/DSCN0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590327661171474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB9tcqbAaTK3DousJVaw2JSOlZYYckSPhcsAAH8nvQuP2_9MlFZOI62CAxvEkKZt60n0v-MK6Vjjg7ovHC8hxy-QgFFVMi4Legkt92F8XBQCZQmathGi6mzKgFIKFsRskHne3X7c7IqA0V/s1600-h/DSCN0331.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB9tcqbAaTK3DousJVaw2JSOlZYYckSPhcsAAH8nvQuP2_9MlFZOI62CAxvEkKZt60n0v-MK6Vjjg7ovHC8hxy-QgFFVMi4Legkt92F8XBQCZQmathGi6mzKgFIKFsRskHne3X7c7IqA0V/s200/DSCN0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590194324870034" border="0" /></a>Best week ever!!!!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-73052218446674888312009-04-03T11:51:00.000-07:002009-04-03T12:08:11.453-07:002nd Day of my Short Trip<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Birthday party for Bailey who turned 2 and Ave who turned 1<br /></div><br />I really love these kids more then anything! I didn't get a lot of pictures of Ave though... I remember her being held by people I didn't really know... soooo<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieA_UZuCJB3GARWUE1nsGAB3EGf7o3e2R5_kVlK_twNN7oAG5llxeHNDQEfWCYS2TZsjJ6QqaHG5n1xjBw4eegaXC3iX1HqdI_D3c2A2p_kk0vhCa6GyNQF5Al5c9uO57TC8lHRl822jtF/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieA_UZuCJB3GARWUE1nsGAB3EGf7o3e2R5_kVlK_twNN7oAG5llxeHNDQEfWCYS2TZsjJ6QqaHG5n1xjBw4eegaXC3iX1HqdI_D3c2A2p_kk0vhCa6GyNQF5Al5c9uO57TC8lHRl822jtF/s200/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320542143923563330" border="0" /></a>I was in charge of decorating the birthday cake. This cupcake is HUGE!! I also decorated those two smaller one. I am no cake decorated... but for a first time and being rushed I think I did okay!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHI4HFkCEhKSiNN8bdckeVZbg023I-vKgJ-YQQV0dmm8fhs6QOCKfiogwZaB8wsu0AmKVx2ZAatVN_T66T_vSTVCmdGg9mJVzIYkI5XJS-3FSt_-BggGL34MoKbjhfTh3erHfDZ_xVhccG/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHI4HFkCEhKSiNN8bdckeVZbg023I-vKgJ-YQQV0dmm8fhs6QOCKfiogwZaB8wsu0AmKVx2ZAatVN_T66T_vSTVCmdGg9mJVzIYkI5XJS-3FSt_-BggGL34MoKbjhfTh3erHfDZ_xVhccG/s200/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320542138098565442" border="0" /></a>a close up view<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsntdElGH7Ln3WGlHvEnxmBKMvQvktk9J7ZbPzUuD9U7QHXOpIbECuGCGA9M15WF5mvFGrEvWXQA21D65kKixQ1usnPpuAq1BYNxvVfj_EEnMFcmlWaHT6UvNNDQmCJaZ4hpn-yEuZJwnK/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsntdElGH7Ln3WGlHvEnxmBKMvQvktk9J7ZbPzUuD9U7QHXOpIbECuGCGA9M15WF5mvFGrEvWXQA21D65kKixQ1usnPpuAq1BYNxvVfj_EEnMFcmlWaHT6UvNNDQmCJaZ4hpn-yEuZJwnK/s200/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320542132651377570" border="0" /></a>Bay in the car<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdW1LUcZ-gQYBusjZ4_vzMmQTKSEY1mfsMEZDHuSiGRPBE0eh8Ul7xWzVezGwR9MO8CEJvpHpXTOhXEs5IbQbWOapq4g2b7CiRla9-wQjfsNqZF1jKr9US3LEnnk_iskQs7GinpTg93Wef/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdW1LUcZ-gQYBusjZ4_vzMmQTKSEY1mfsMEZDHuSiGRPBE0eh8Ul7xWzVezGwR9MO8CEJvpHpXTOhXEs5IbQbWOapq4g2b7CiRla9-wQjfsNqZF1jKr9US3LEnnk_iskQs7GinpTg93Wef/s200/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320542132312852994" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9c44i7rBTTsQoVXq1JTYX6KtPHFSsyzRyCyNk8XLUYEE5F4dykiwZUcSmE0ZEejc9NuqjG8ylkhzasH9STTyObSTMOYqYH2GkNGujCZqDvqG5TyO8NMn4L9nVLnfvcmv0aVRq3Zc9LXoO/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9c44i7rBTTsQoVXq1JTYX6KtPHFSsyzRyCyNk8XLUYEE5F4dykiwZUcSmE0ZEejc9NuqjG8ylkhzasH9STTyObSTMOYqYH2GkNGujCZqDvqG5TyO8NMn4L9nVLnfvcmv0aVRq3Zc9LXoO/s200/Picture+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320542125892832834" border="0" /></a>Showing off his apron.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCibQsPkk-13Z67rj3WhXD3Tn-_l6Qk_glEKXidJOgYAniRtsqaCMzsNFP6oTMGvkyZPKQyfsCAaALiNJm1nh3wsnva9nj8Ug3hobJIW05nqbiFHbiCOHxq4y5NIqM8xM3Wn_xjm1o5xyB/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCibQsPkk-13Z67rj3WhXD3Tn-_l6Qk_glEKXidJOgYAniRtsqaCMzsNFP6oTMGvkyZPKQyfsCAaALiNJm1nh3wsnva9nj8Ug3hobJIW05nqbiFHbiCOHxq4y5NIqM8xM3Wn_xjm1o5xyB/s200/Picture+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541783447505714" border="0" /></a>He had frosting up his nose! It was making me laugh so hard!!!!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGP8CvufbMfHjBD4ngjnnb68geFMPccbErzrCO8HgnVtRndSkpZ17lfDn2TM7u8a5g36oulLqFn5YK1j-4XlnfMThVJCTCB1CiCXRwl2M3Usp1cJRBTL6OnmnU0W2yITNhGGoC76o6EaFo/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGP8CvufbMfHjBD4ngjnnb68geFMPccbErzrCO8HgnVtRndSkpZ17lfDn2TM7u8a5g36oulLqFn5YK1j-4XlnfMThVJCTCB1CiCXRwl2M3Usp1cJRBTL6OnmnU0W2yITNhGGoC76o6EaFo/s200/Picture+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541779102969698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDxnYI4AYtN6I8HI_-s-FVSNLhOMQZkVJUwNzaHwr2iVPHboI3dYkSS3Akxdgg9NInYHvpJBOnM-cX5n0rIV0eWLAUyL4c8VF32D3j65UAZvb74UYkMQIgRL6nn_eooJLU5TlKUy-nGoe/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDxnYI4AYtN6I8HI_-s-FVSNLhOMQZkVJUwNzaHwr2iVPHboI3dYkSS3Akxdgg9NInYHvpJBOnM-cX5n0rIV0eWLAUyL4c8VF32D3j65UAZvb74UYkMQIgRL6nn_eooJLU5TlKUy-nGoe/s200/Picture+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541778394211794" border="0" /></a>And the same happened to her!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgoFiJQt1hp3lTt5exKVgB6JXYVSCmc3XEH3L05PK7T5KYARiPe56-sAxTFLlnpQiUA0QfdqAx1p0WJnNeUEvQw6XMP13-3-krCUWqB-vK-x6B9C3IsIzrSHFUhRxnAwd7PQo-HHasoNN/s1600-h/Picture+045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgoFiJQt1hp3lTt5exKVgB6JXYVSCmc3XEH3L05PK7T5KYARiPe56-sAxTFLlnpQiUA0QfdqAx1p0WJnNeUEvQw6XMP13-3-krCUWqB-vK-x6B9C3IsIzrSHFUhRxnAwd7PQo-HHasoNN/s200/Picture+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541774028514626" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KjHPenht6AbfmXC9LLYTpc69O7gYuX8K3kmMWT6T_TfcScSbRuAuSn2sAxHkRRnYXn1ez5C1XH_8y1PaQFsrWQo5jXhrNxKY1sXThGAtNNDGTGc5schoobwJzOn2u4qUh-TxV2BsQvz0/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KjHPenht6AbfmXC9LLYTpc69O7gYuX8K3kmMWT6T_TfcScSbRuAuSn2sAxHkRRnYXn1ez5C1XH_8y1PaQFsrWQo5jXhrNxKY1sXThGAtNNDGTGc5schoobwJzOn2u4qUh-TxV2BsQvz0/s200/Picture+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541767892940162" border="0" /></a>She ate all the frosting off and then asked for more!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuFKy6CnNBQeoxARWunLdYKZRvTNgVqlxrzxhXvP6XU1sqc4LQHW2Z_f8lk6e7alCqmTFMUkP4KQh4wBbXEUMEbr407dVCx0KqyqLach5kw-UAmTS400xvW6ESkCNN5uGduo5tk6s4dzg/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuFKy6CnNBQeoxARWunLdYKZRvTNgVqlxrzxhXvP6XU1sqc4LQHW2Z_f8lk6e7alCqmTFMUkP4KQh4wBbXEUMEbr407dVCx0KqyqLach5kw-UAmTS400xvW6ESkCNN5uGduo5tk6s4dzg/s200/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541222450899874" border="0" /></a>Posing in front of their pinata!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJjhZXIX082kjuZqQoTyrWRudHSc9S4KGsmeaS6HL_pCWdvXbanhP2T83b5plM4HNZUAdWhv4UzgLeoq6lKl65DqCfzZ99-nYlkzjgkcoG8DpD2O2Q7U2VTiZ-SCTp8IvC3j18qT_d4Eh4/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJjhZXIX082kjuZqQoTyrWRudHSc9S4KGsmeaS6HL_pCWdvXbanhP2T83b5plM4HNZUAdWhv4UzgLeoq6lKl65DqCfzZ99-nYlkzjgkcoG8DpD2O2Q7U2VTiZ-SCTp8IvC3j18qT_d4Eh4/s200/Picture+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541219048812226" border="0" /></a>They each pulled a string to begin... I don't know why I didn't get anyone else pulling the string<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrXCPvGD1K87AC2xxMXo0qICsu_dHqlANB_ohgz1yNXscWpDE7jUmhZM2meHWUnbW9t0QiY8esJzNnCtMe0tDwkcUV73GgIgUPouB1gWMdlMdDhp_qxwlbdWmhyphenhyphenDUM4_iLuzl33IGEuyP/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrXCPvGD1K87AC2xxMXo0qICsu_dHqlANB_ohgz1yNXscWpDE7jUmhZM2meHWUnbW9t0QiY8esJzNnCtMe0tDwkcUV73GgIgUPouB1gWMdlMdDhp_qxwlbdWmhyphenhyphenDUM4_iLuzl33IGEuyP/s200/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320541213246708290" border="0" /></a>I love this!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr84Q9qmFUQOY4HhUSW9qXOigOPM2ebXKvwFj4swYMboWdh8HTGySCY0uWTZ7R-mGmUT5P2CXpUFuJ-uslCio1AmoN75bduHm5si4L3SRCQpTOX3MlSIz0nWG738h7t1fpvwAYTV2sCjbR/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr84Q9qmFUQOY4HhUSW9qXOigOPM2ebXKvwFj4swYMboWdh8HTGySCY0uWTZ7R-mGmUT5P2CXpUFuJ-uslCio1AmoN75bduHm5si4L3SRCQpTOX3MlSIz0nWG738h7t1fpvwAYTV2sCjbR/s200/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540764443942562" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQXLkhxtBjJ7vP5AaTobev8WUppSXcj1YA3_Odp6JJOccMEJr7rP3nRXyvGUPU4E_dvQbuzgzRGyVivkiUvwVQDjc3i_1IMBf86AzJ_bzZVk0zy-C8j-jpg8SHnRPbi_YLKIpDB658y_G/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQXLkhxtBjJ7vP5AaTobev8WUppSXcj1YA3_Odp6JJOccMEJr7rP3nRXyvGUPU4E_dvQbuzgzRGyVivkiUvwVQDjc3i_1IMBf86AzJ_bzZVk0zy-C8j-jpg8SHnRPbi_YLKIpDB658y_G/s200/Picture+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540760491978962" border="0" /></a>I had to zoom into the one I love!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwT6ny3rBaZ43a6jCkPt5kbuuuustupeMcuKONx9Dv1HdHocAvocsCWAU_55V2VcJH2HGuRNTY4EzEy31S5Ulr4sS-5p8xAGwYJYXMqPF80txKU-nPkY7DXOqYucsX3p9TSp-3ZVAGbLgp/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwT6ny3rBaZ43a6jCkPt5kbuuuustupeMcuKONx9Dv1HdHocAvocsCWAU_55V2VcJH2HGuRNTY4EzEy31S5Ulr4sS-5p8xAGwYJYXMqPF80txKU-nPkY7DXOqYucsX3p9TSp-3ZVAGbLgp/s200/Picture+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540748316858338" border="0" /></a>Getting the girls ready to eat their baby cakes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc3dSNgawgxqYqbLdd0P86aGNQzRQ2NlyLn3SyvB50ZTxbprboa1CBcb_yKdRvY8HOKLZ1DDyRjkfX4NfDczyHhNY80PUFYafQ6g14DMo78CUvXSBWFxjJHODW-EyFdUS5nl-Wb6afjuOL/s1600-h/Picture+058.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc3dSNgawgxqYqbLdd0P86aGNQzRQ2NlyLn3SyvB50ZTxbprboa1CBcb_yKdRvY8HOKLZ1DDyRjkfX4NfDczyHhNY80PUFYafQ6g14DMo78CUvXSBWFxjJHODW-EyFdUS5nl-Wb6afjuOL/s200/Picture+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540752097458338" border="0" /></a>Not too happy about it<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnTv4n9I_CdizBdHHdoCKb2tG0UaojXjdYcGRrTo9FtlBiqcy5prk93zmgpqwnYSrXVkF-E45K-mftC7oJkX3Rzk4naJVwCEQVExzydVSMdV2jDTS04xXLeDkQaTulgDLQRajMLdy_P5W/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnTv4n9I_CdizBdHHdoCKb2tG0UaojXjdYcGRrTo9FtlBiqcy5prk93zmgpqwnYSrXVkF-E45K-mftC7oJkX3Rzk4naJVwCEQVExzydVSMdV2jDTS04xXLeDkQaTulgDLQRajMLdy_P5W/s200/Picture+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540739306787890" border="0" /></a>I love the face!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6M4YlXyj2CqsV0kWVYLh3hyphenhyphen4JVBeC9ZCKk7iJb8o563tDx5saKN3AmGKKuRtZqbpUKjgN8wvz7RnPehrz9-QHVUnmsZybTQCLXjyrFASYOslLWPTNnPiZMZUeSg4cgfrUqVz61NtdnVz/s1600-h/Picture+060.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6M4YlXyj2CqsV0kWVYLh3hyphenhyphen4JVBeC9ZCKk7iJb8o563tDx5saKN3AmGKKuRtZqbpUKjgN8wvz7RnPehrz9-QHVUnmsZybTQCLXjyrFASYOslLWPTNnPiZMZUeSg4cgfrUqVz61NtdnVz/s200/Picture+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540406755375474" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWCADlfKotRDrZ41mGu_lPYIB5WF2x0_CD00IfG6AsSsIKB2iz_gQwzO3gvxdmzk-T5unuqEE6meZGkjOakfva8KvrDRNuB_L7SpRoQC_56CVAQ2xiuS6cR3HzM4lyHiHPWiFLL4O5N0V/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWCADlfKotRDrZ41mGu_lPYIB5WF2x0_CD00IfG6AsSsIKB2iz_gQwzO3gvxdmzk-T5unuqEE6meZGkjOakfva8KvrDRNuB_L7SpRoQC_56CVAQ2xiuS6cR3HzM4lyHiHPWiFLL4O5N0V/s200/Picture+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540396834802002" border="0" /></a>She wasn't so sure<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoXcUTKoPWe9sAeyTdP3LGUiXCZUIGah3sN1myDo7B2i35AMzPphXxT1FYmoTPAyZVlw2fl7TPXzuVoYfG8UxjE41HBlSxvJxxfCYIWJEAM2SQhtDy2zPGrU5qK0dWZFqJ9VY1LPDPR7mG/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoXcUTKoPWe9sAeyTdP3LGUiXCZUIGah3sN1myDo7B2i35AMzPphXxT1FYmoTPAyZVlw2fl7TPXzuVoYfG8UxjE41HBlSxvJxxfCYIWJEAM2SQhtDy2zPGrU5qK0dWZFqJ9VY1LPDPR7mG/s200/Picture+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540399249867938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg28lc0PSZEfj0NYjPdslcKwRiplPFIIkIr2PPiKzC0H2Atc6TENsqhHjgFpva7d6tig2R5idSL83FXk3jtlmwRCQHBtd6comXjjPHJoRGRzONO7UzmjSa798eWWMVPbXGi5XX3th4WnAO7/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg28lc0PSZEfj0NYjPdslcKwRiplPFIIkIr2PPiKzC0H2Atc6TENsqhHjgFpva7d6tig2R5idSL83FXk3jtlmwRCQHBtd6comXjjPHJoRGRzONO7UzmjSa798eWWMVPbXGi5XX3th4WnAO7/s200/Picture+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540057816528386" border="0" /></a>She was!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnnB8zlxbhl2Iw3ZRVzRiglDx5bXiFthfaMfacO7wHDT0oNgRKcO7FZeTd9h9GUVnzyVb44yJgYqgN2oEUhFYOIzT47SK_bjCj7Ia8qK_vmSkQEivReIH5TkPhcNt4eGTPEy4H8JIymJYA/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnnB8zlxbhl2Iw3ZRVzRiglDx5bXiFthfaMfacO7wHDT0oNgRKcO7FZeTd9h9GUVnzyVb44yJgYqgN2oEUhFYOIzT47SK_bjCj7Ia8qK_vmSkQEivReIH5TkPhcNt4eGTPEy4H8JIymJYA/s200/Picture+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540055622555538" border="0" /></a>VERY SURE!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxrpSbSYoufWwkvnRlPZyGo_Oo8NBCfhe2EbtiVCe3D7bj8K_eqKxVk-dmey9UVjngg_85YuoS7Dkd7UJDGFk1EqZmNTAYj4Fehf4e97hpBAk5sx7JHAOIGYHSRxen-iqz39sORshLWPmB/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxrpSbSYoufWwkvnRlPZyGo_Oo8NBCfhe2EbtiVCe3D7bj8K_eqKxVk-dmey9UVjngg_85YuoS7Dkd7UJDGFk1EqZmNTAYj4Fehf4e97hpBAk5sx7JHAOIGYHSRxen-iqz39sORshLWPmB/s200/Picture+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540051676661730" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8zDEbNFLe_Txz14jmZgQM7lXYd3qLHG0dgyxWiH2KZddKKYRclocoM7qqGu-aAYUXU4EqXZZ1zXbiLM3JIqSiNQUVMPBByxiNyusxFa2w0Zq8rzHdIfctnpLLxucnd1LQgeBDTMuXFE4F/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8zDEbNFLe_Txz14jmZgQM7lXYd3qLHG0dgyxWiH2KZddKKYRclocoM7qqGu-aAYUXU4EqXZZ1zXbiLM3JIqSiNQUVMPBByxiNyusxFa2w0Zq8rzHdIfctnpLLxucnd1LQgeBDTMuXFE4F/s200/Picture+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320540046623025490" border="0" /></a>That was it! That's all I got. We visited that night with cousins and my aunt and went to sushi, then to Target visited somewhere. And I left in the morning.<br /><br />Miss you guys!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-88217119916759696952009-03-16T14:29:00.000-07:002009-03-16T14:51:38.723-07:00First day of my short tripOur flight left so early Friday morning we were up at like 5! I am a freak about being on time for a flight especially that early so we hung out for a little.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8K3Offc3rFR8JFET_Ci_YjjUQfzXZP6ZZh-Y97YNCSyUhxRYA3l9o9jTbDlfymMPBH1-W1yGK9Zge9RInDURoILqIWM6qGWpvPbvwus3HU53Jk8dQKwSoi5widJgcVnsk2xAoErY0qr1V/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8K3Offc3rFR8JFET_Ci_YjjUQfzXZP6ZZh-Y97YNCSyUhxRYA3l9o9jTbDlfymMPBH1-W1yGK9Zge9RInDURoILqIWM6qGWpvPbvwus3HU53Jk8dQKwSoi5widJgcVnsk2xAoErY0qr1V/s200/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902808155446434" border="0" /></a>Bailey loved watching the planes through the window. <br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEuoWrKU0FKTYcyfvfr518gQKdbuku4qcESeT4M0Up0sBemrGiuA7Y8rk11oFF5-d__1a03DGZz0Qtpz6TiunERKNuXxawPy3apT0RwFHtvzPRu3FaIYgEmlzwazaAg-Mpn8BeXJsS4w0/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEuoWrKU0FKTYcyfvfr518gQKdbuku4qcESeT4M0Up0sBemrGiuA7Y8rk11oFF5-d__1a03DGZz0Qtpz6TiunERKNuXxawPy3apT0RwFHtvzPRu3FaIYgEmlzwazaAg-Mpn8BeXJsS4w0/s200/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902805887595778" border="0" /></a>So cute! And happy for some reason. It was so early<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8pgxBaP5jPA1JD0ye7DAcSUDgSBZ_1KP61igGaxjAw-L8U-xOg7O4R7-Tbr1gqKbtsFT1kdMrjrOopeJkDO_J0qOmMugKYP32jjuLOsT4sHeJN6dfmMkfZy7SF0WQj39_I0w84h-WmTHm/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8pgxBaP5jPA1JD0ye7DAcSUDgSBZ_1KP61igGaxjAw-L8U-xOg7O4R7-Tbr1gqKbtsFT1kdMrjrOopeJkDO_J0qOmMugKYP32jjuLOsT4sHeJN6dfmMkfZy7SF0WQj39_I0w84h-WmTHm/s200/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902685224995938" border="0" /></a>Look how tired we all were. <br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrN1TXUnmhoN-spaT5ZmREfhbwP9T94TKNbqK3vjL8Wv7mzZjqFach5jN2WX0rNisILrdn0t3fqO8hSXbAYGlmzSww_EUNoMpJpc5YDFOzOhQAIV44eFr8a5hExeHFGGdw3XMw0zr4zCJb/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrN1TXUnmhoN-spaT5ZmREfhbwP9T94TKNbqK3vjL8Wv7mzZjqFach5jN2WX0rNisILrdn0t3fqO8hSXbAYGlmzSww_EUNoMpJpc5YDFOzOhQAIV44eFr8a5hExeHFGGdw3XMw0zr4zCJb/s200/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902681147973650" border="0" /></a>Sticking their tongues out<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7o2hXuaR1CejBSWyzz7QLNGFufcCc6g_tPaRVm0s-dgzlvCXZQcLDdlnbxXU8W_52qkMhYXDBvoLvhxkgJo8_EasLnvV6EqNH6uey5dBD_vRJzH6lpDGerNs-mYdDWpeTi_tuy8MEPHA_/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7o2hXuaR1CejBSWyzz7QLNGFufcCc6g_tPaRVm0s-dgzlvCXZQcLDdlnbxXU8W_52qkMhYXDBvoLvhxkgJo8_EasLnvV6EqNH6uey5dBD_vRJzH6lpDGerNs-mYdDWpeTi_tuy8MEPHA_/s200/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902682386498914" border="0" /></a>CHEESE!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDoWe0YcnvdTmE00VNOXPVEOpN9ZMJHrb2rfX_c2E2Cpb_V-mo2mXMes_jETwlH4p4R1hb4lZEIpMdAk2p9RiyDK4FnZ8aoDHCVv5D-g0bK5u_Dc2sjSK5XZuHDePD5ZnHYEzrJaXRzG0b/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDoWe0YcnvdTmE00VNOXPVEOpN9ZMJHrb2rfX_c2E2Cpb_V-mo2mXMes_jETwlH4p4R1hb4lZEIpMdAk2p9RiyDK4FnZ8aoDHCVv5D-g0bK5u_Dc2sjSK5XZuHDePD5ZnHYEzrJaXRzG0b/s200/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902675166403746" border="0" /></a>Cheese again<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBBn0yRme8t9zChD5gb452DoRfWjxtMpf8wOsDpIgFokxYHEEUHHR1vEEWDcowtrjqx21_Vx7UsXSdikmfXmgkonLsWBryMHkvNwll_9VRfsCgvpALsCrUU6CPNULrxUxh-JsCFXmyiqL/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBBn0yRme8t9zChD5gb452DoRfWjxtMpf8wOsDpIgFokxYHEEUHHR1vEEWDcowtrjqx21_Vx7UsXSdikmfXmgkonLsWBryMHkvNwll_9VRfsCgvpALsCrUU6CPNULrxUxh-JsCFXmyiqL/s200/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902669868723922" border="0" /></a>On the plane<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2E0JugG7JrzAu0Ci5dILj7MKFLv_tvzxiZE2Ca_xKvgD4VPt4_Ynl_37hQJmUBow1eQ1AvTpe4sqPoSl8Aph8PhgyPOIclVww5qAFv9VNwVEnfisykqJ7t5q__m7fIL0t-el0I01vRA3h/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2E0JugG7JrzAu0Ci5dILj7MKFLv_tvzxiZE2Ca_xKvgD4VPt4_Ynl_37hQJmUBow1eQ1AvTpe4sqPoSl8Aph8PhgyPOIclVww5qAFv9VNwVEnfisykqJ7t5q__m7fIL0t-el0I01vRA3h/s200/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902385478836898" border="0" /></a>Walking from the plane to the terminals. Long Beach airport is so small you walk out by all the planes<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdwyCuf2MlRFvaXXr6-JO-tNhcfRlhy9AiqwZwP4DLgk2W3KvReVdBEMuRRaCuf615-gVtFi3B3pUWhDHrOldp4r4znfLnZlJ89AxUwh-TloZkwc0vOh050Va_q9_3BBP3bojnZHumru3K/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdwyCuf2MlRFvaXXr6-JO-tNhcfRlhy9AiqwZwP4DLgk2W3KvReVdBEMuRRaCuf615-gVtFi3B3pUWhDHrOldp4r4znfLnZlJ89AxUwh-TloZkwc0vOh050Va_q9_3BBP3bojnZHumru3K/s200/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902381137862306" border="0" /></a>She knew she looked so cute in these<br /><br />Later we met my mom for lunch at Rubios. Mmmm. It was Vauri, Jay, Owen, Ava, Jane, Mike, mom, me, Jenny, and Bay. We sat in the warm sun :D<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZT-7nlIGDnFfQ2WEsf8FyLmtF1BzMJo0wWoCkiFPUzRbVma4Az47MoG5_umfIdk17clYVH1FsUcfzvGlPArrHaV4uXB5B8j2t2zug6p7qGMfaE8U9eejQTla4hQmbx0mdNF7jgZKn3D8q/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZT-7nlIGDnFfQ2WEsf8FyLmtF1BzMJo0wWoCkiFPUzRbVma4Az47MoG5_umfIdk17clYVH1FsUcfzvGlPArrHaV4uXB5B8j2t2zug6p7qGMfaE8U9eejQTla4hQmbx0mdNF7jgZKn3D8q/s200/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902372772905250" border="0" /></a>owen sat next to me :D<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxD109sp3yJUukMNZ7lIK6sZBgIVgAj-cXkkpB17B-Suk05FzAQsLLyd794oHYdNnFtOzbkDgvhD3TXuYvSIRBZ_zDDAKOjRrz4FRDq6XGybkQCABFXm3KW1AwGl2FwoUqgOco1tP5oyy/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxD109sp3yJUukMNZ7lIK6sZBgIVgAj-cXkkpB17B-Suk05FzAQsLLyd794oHYdNnFtOzbkDgvhD3TXuYvSIRBZ_zDDAKOjRrz4FRDq6XGybkQCABFXm3KW1AwGl2FwoUqgOco1tP5oyy/s200/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902370671653730" border="0" /></a>Waiting to eat. Saying cheese of course<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqzyd7f-WOiQtDz-GZoKBNzw_0YVoh7M57CuFp609CciSne7MavGgVNa8Sro50lZuZcb13EdzoO-BNlYKFsifRjzYr7UnASv4vBmMIZ_wLkD-OMnFlh84hWKPa3urx5wp2KJ5on4JcgsnN/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqzyd7f-WOiQtDz-GZoKBNzw_0YVoh7M57CuFp609CciSne7MavGgVNa8Sro50lZuZcb13EdzoO-BNlYKFsifRjzYr7UnASv4vBmMIZ_wLkD-OMnFlh84hWKPa3urx5wp2KJ5on4JcgsnN/s200/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902367052023154" border="0" /></a>And us waiting to eat. haha<br /><br />Then mom went back to work and the rest of us went to the aquarium. As soon as I turned on my camera it came up saying there was a warning the camera batteries were about to die. :( I took pictures on Jenny's camera... so I'm waiting for her<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlXF6BKaMBL63yeuosysw5nPeNRm9x_uX5TrzFUPAYcW7MawAPxY-FhN19_E9g9G10GstdaHMFe3RuDSMfs6LgrqmrrZJ2Qx0iHxmNDIlk0djkKxOS-pFHWnPI06JcahOnHVR4nWRTQZZe/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlXF6BKaMBL63yeuosysw5nPeNRm9x_uX5TrzFUPAYcW7MawAPxY-FhN19_E9g9G10GstdaHMFe3RuDSMfs6LgrqmrrZJ2Qx0iHxmNDIlk0djkKxOS-pFHWnPI06JcahOnHVR4nWRTQZZe/s200/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902045805249426" border="0" /></a>Look how big that fish is compared to the people!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyOeVkwXWPqiQgEP85U852SeBWTcunfpTGxukS4UNOx9lR7tdS_KISn2UNKmAsrQ34YiJk4uD6HBsEJxd7_LOCiBKK2l52o7TxElzh-vqvUhJ0_EEKHEctdw4d0dqg5s_RRiTjlwsFtr9F/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyOeVkwXWPqiQgEP85U852SeBWTcunfpTGxukS4UNOx9lR7tdS_KISn2UNKmAsrQ34YiJk4uD6HBsEJxd7_LOCiBKK2l52o7TxElzh-vqvUhJ0_EEKHEctdw4d0dqg5s_RRiTjlwsFtr9F/s200/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902035746246162" border="0" /></a>I loved the jelly fish... they are so pretty<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintnuld6C2zpiaVp1r3baxumS6oanX9in5DySMFqLphNts2vqf0V1khT1-Yv5LJ_T2sRYAQJGzAiiwXXV44hQd6GkDNexZafRHKv91zEumYstcqWrktoUUQJ0f6jhE_F2FKiQ_Rs_2hZMF/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintnuld6C2zpiaVp1r3baxumS6oanX9in5DySMFqLphNts2vqf0V1khT1-Yv5LJ_T2sRYAQJGzAiiwXXV44hQd6GkDNexZafRHKv91zEumYstcqWrktoUUQJ0f6jhE_F2FKiQ_Rs_2hZMF/s200/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902031143769362" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqMKUV66ucSZ5eFvKbJuT5jO39fZVnk7dQo2NruMSfpTYxMr3v-Ah2lOqvpqX9TftvNk71Jv5C2D7m9Fv_weOBJXUKlHRFvLMuJjSD1hp3VGFDVu8PgWrNrYjdFFm-Yuy4IB5lwpCDFEX/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqMKUV66ucSZ5eFvKbJuT5jO39fZVnk7dQo2NruMSfpTYxMr3v-Ah2lOqvpqX9TftvNk71Jv5C2D7m9Fv_weOBJXUKlHRFvLMuJjSD1hp3VGFDVu8PgWrNrYjdFFm-Yuy4IB5lwpCDFEX/s200/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313902009579197970" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWorgq5C5s9EEr3FI31F8XJCmvtMLWChVzBNOGelB0Yck9PrnwcaN307ei69OZMlqA3tkIGHLiYAp26hX7ny7jb9C3II00R8IR7M-dCUgPmnrasm3V0UBTh4YiGAcWDlgaOS4vximDPB1-/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWorgq5C5s9EEr3FI31F8XJCmvtMLWChVzBNOGelB0Yck9PrnwcaN307ei69OZMlqA3tkIGHLiYAp26hX7ny7jb9C3II00R8IR7M-dCUgPmnrasm3V0UBTh4YiGAcWDlgaOS4vximDPB1-/s200/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901714442061122" border="0" /></a>Owen loves the yellow boat. Well actually all the kids loved it. They were so cute on it!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMNGIyUX7w1K3Qv2vYRe6LfwkSZC0TjnlbaTPheBqFXd6aAgq4RzM5OnJyFKpWxa09AoWCkvOWBdO5ymniicvPYe_S4BLXFEDe4JJx-W6Se9BQR6VkwiWljELol1KmON7mN8PRWlDWpmhT/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMNGIyUX7w1K3Qv2vYRe6LfwkSZC0TjnlbaTPheBqFXd6aAgq4RzM5OnJyFKpWxa09AoWCkvOWBdO5ymniicvPYe_S4BLXFEDe4JJx-W6Se9BQR6VkwiWljELol1KmON7mN8PRWlDWpmhT/s200/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901704128304930" border="0" /></a>Look even Jenny and Vauri loved it!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5RY4FiXGn6GyoxD08xWjnTgkxqrRkHKZe7qetZuQVRWweO7RVoxcCDSU4QMKuE655bapt0e9ynjzAa-Tq5vaqafeOwQ6Zf6EL0Q_gz9nM3Ci6EAEWHU0-5etkCKC0z-ZtREbdcyq1lx2/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5RY4FiXGn6GyoxD08xWjnTgkxqrRkHKZe7qetZuQVRWweO7RVoxcCDSU4QMKuE655bapt0e9ynjzAa-Tq5vaqafeOwQ6Zf6EL0Q_gz9nM3Ci6EAEWHU0-5etkCKC0z-ZtREbdcyq1lx2/s200/Picture+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901705549180930" border="0" /></a>Shark tank<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuSYHkNQFKlB5Q7ps0zoYqfy_RAimv9r1IHJIIwmWkpQ8fpRx-0VH-TRI_Ywy6iQ_tKypwg8MhdaA_Dk1PL2y4y21cLDzQTsoWpjzF4vE_YJ1B3Pt9Uec56qlwuBKxVxCs2KwLb1j_ISzz/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuSYHkNQFKlB5Q7ps0zoYqfy_RAimv9r1IHJIIwmWkpQ8fpRx-0VH-TRI_Ywy6iQ_tKypwg8MhdaA_Dk1PL2y4y21cLDzQTsoWpjzF4vE_YJ1B3Pt9Uec56qlwuBKxVxCs2KwLb1j_ISzz/s200/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901703694875618" border="0" /></a>This was the saw nose shark or something... but when it swam it actually moved the saw part back and forth... crazy<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UhS68vnMI7f2TH3Q4cXZ0UNRwHSYDfqXBkBVlLVKBjG5sKA8_-CWkMObBkV1pCaL8h4uzh0_cxS1usRD0hbQDSD6i0Wj-g7mmok-9FdHm_jTcz7oPLN-hsRNJzeknXYuDIFTLnxJpog8/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UhS68vnMI7f2TH3Q4cXZ0UNRwHSYDfqXBkBVlLVKBjG5sKA8_-CWkMObBkV1pCaL8h4uzh0_cxS1usRD0hbQDSD6i0Wj-g7mmok-9FdHm_jTcz7oPLN-hsRNJzeknXYuDIFTLnxJpog8/s200/Picture+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901424477254882" border="0" /></a>Another angle<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpW2OvdKKKq6dnSgcCqiN0lcvsLSLVlQ-o_hqVx7BYinkGTIFfjfj8Qk9ONDb1yiBCpQ8fN_8howS78SOWpxN2SH6D5eIWXwgxjk3rZ08jxdrWl1eZw18N_HBVS0dDucTCC1HaBpPkz8bZ/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpW2OvdKKKq6dnSgcCqiN0lcvsLSLVlQ-o_hqVx7BYinkGTIFfjfj8Qk9ONDb1yiBCpQ8fN_8howS78SOWpxN2SH6D5eIWXwgxjk3rZ08jxdrWl1eZw18N_HBVS0dDucTCC1HaBpPkz8bZ/s200/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901411219211138" border="0" /></a>Spider crabs... pretty creppy I thought.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx6whV2-gaklIumz9hgNP4e3ORGBSo1muMfSQAfxAj0ik_8grSt2OQBgekmkKQLlLCdVZcoIojkvyvNpeWMpi8nePRJgEh9KiHvCdRHuQCGXMExuW_sU3u49UYax9GQph15sJGpHR_wBsE/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx6whV2-gaklIumz9hgNP4e3ORGBSo1muMfSQAfxAj0ik_8grSt2OQBgekmkKQLlLCdVZcoIojkvyvNpeWMpi8nePRJgEh9KiHvCdRHuQCGXMExuW_sU3u49UYax9GQph15sJGpHR_wBsE/s200/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901404710697538" border="0" /></a>I just thought this was such a pretty exhibit. I think it is suppose to replica Australia??<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiztSqrRWNFU8bkihNLOQ2EMkxiYNYyc7_qXKTz0wfe_89bHdV7XOongOcI3RHPje023yMhjBhhTEKNxXRcsmUXKPyZhrLO2ewE5n4qkLB9MHaAdKLBIv_pU5Btf3XUJCRApgoF6ycmDp7s/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiztSqrRWNFU8bkihNLOQ2EMkxiYNYyc7_qXKTz0wfe_89bHdV7XOongOcI3RHPje023yMhjBhhTEKNxXRcsmUXKPyZhrLO2ewE5n4qkLB9MHaAdKLBIv_pU5Btf3XUJCRApgoF6ycmDp7s/s200/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901196640573362" border="0" /></a>And Bay watching the fishies!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">All the kiddos were so cute! I hope one of the sisters sends pictures or updates their blogs with the pictures. That night we went home and ordered pizza and just hung out. We were so tired from being up all night.<br /><br />Next blog... the birthday party.<br /></div></div>Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-71469167200289337922009-03-11T10:08:00.001-07:002009-03-11T10:21:37.902-07:00PicturesFound the cord... need to put some pictures up!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">FIRST: RYAN'S BIRTHDAY!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xBtCvxDhKeEX7hANPcyBncTRpQDacjNC4h8Fc_9f6Koju8jgdGkv2ur_4bp65kdzfTi9e-Nbq35J4DdYSvKWovSyXwsJdfEJTudmo4EGYaYWIkBZz0gZGjW_iqsi2Ix0jiHuIgsg5Ims/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xBtCvxDhKeEX7hANPcyBncTRpQDacjNC4h8Fc_9f6Koju8jgdGkv2ur_4bp65kdzfTi9e-Nbq35J4DdYSvKWovSyXwsJdfEJTudmo4EGYaYWIkBZz0gZGjW_iqsi2Ix0jiHuIgsg5Ims/s200/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979497784328098" border="0" /></a>I forgot I even had a camera that night until we got to Rob and Kelly's after dinner. Here was his candle to blow out. The orange...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy7gYTTC9cENUF8HTlbJ1q2rSEd5qBwWmnBdm02pBcrkkU29iFbDPpjox1gfAxOryS3jmTwjoBYIIyaI8ef3M-k9MiopnQ1mas9RTeCcDNqs1APc4tayq-QPQQdBLQevmeqf-i0E4mSOME/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy7gYTTC9cENUF8HTlbJ1q2rSEd5qBwWmnBdm02pBcrkkU29iFbDPpjox1gfAxOryS3jmTwjoBYIIyaI8ef3M-k9MiopnQ1mas9RTeCcDNqs1APc4tayq-QPQQdBLQevmeqf-i0E4mSOME/s200/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979497451655458" border="0" /></a>HAHA<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvtiL1vR-R8D2_Hza-LsTOTbPh1YGnwYJdhPpiS-LFbLixz9jmDfl9NpJnNcWhtXIKm8jjmJMZEvG0u8D2iHfgzc7IPq5JK06nJBuPiudbqR5WTwaHZkvweTjJMO955Y6MroU9j67xX0e/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvtiL1vR-R8D2_Hza-LsTOTbPh1YGnwYJdhPpiS-LFbLixz9jmDfl9NpJnNcWhtXIKm8jjmJMZEvG0u8D2iHfgzc7IPq5JK06nJBuPiudbqR5WTwaHZkvweTjJMO955Y6MroU9j67xX0e/s200/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979493536975890" border="0" /></a>Melayne and Heather<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJf5qjS-abov50ET11pWwyQKIrk7Gys8TpCIDPSSKf4W3pZ3qJ8Mo_8ZuZZzLcZ0w6U8WJB5vmN8TM__OfSm402zQ6If75eBSZxboaR8AW6ixy2DguHusxJyi1GwZgMgzrnSpsl_cDa5B/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJf5qjS-abov50ET11pWwyQKIrk7Gys8TpCIDPSSKf4W3pZ3qJ8Mo_8ZuZZzLcZ0w6U8WJB5vmN8TM__OfSm402zQ6If75eBSZxboaR8AW6ixy2DguHusxJyi1GwZgMgzrnSpsl_cDa5B/s200/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979338351986578" border="0" /></a>I LOVE this picture! What is up with Quin's face!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">NEXT: PARTY AT KELLY ALLRED'S<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTGvj2ciVqckGmYBvGPn9ZviV1CDVJQaUrfpCEyM92c-1Zq8dlGdm7miJylM-5dWGwPJhEraFVEWLIWOS4h0brCjqj4KGJ1f5e_CXhPmAEArN17Bnczw-8PvyMYtHCzmW3RReKGQRkeHE/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTGvj2ciVqckGmYBvGPn9ZviV1CDVJQaUrfpCEyM92c-1Zq8dlGdm7miJylM-5dWGwPJhEraFVEWLIWOS4h0brCjqj4KGJ1f5e_CXhPmAEArN17Bnczw-8PvyMYtHCzmW3RReKGQRkeHE/s200/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979260724924418" border="0" /></a>Lapreal and Natalie. Natalie was in from Colorado. I met her over the summer at Lake Powell. She's awesome!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPlgn1dFR8MqUJHupAV5Ghkl80P-BhwBfZv96T7jBnnXwzv7Bl9IOweSHms8QYNO3zBL6gr73-BnswD9p5nQIq13SRMGUZsWhlH5SulVpYzpZj4B9P55V26NxeMOOgYGZzC3IH8-iTSs6/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPlgn1dFR8MqUJHupAV5Ghkl80P-BhwBfZv96T7jBnnXwzv7Bl9IOweSHms8QYNO3zBL6gr73-BnswD9p5nQIq13SRMGUZsWhlH5SulVpYzpZj4B9P55V26NxeMOOgYGZzC3IH8-iTSs6/s200/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979257651919650" border="0" /></a>Zach always put his foot up for some reason. So Lapreal was showing him what he looks like I guess :D<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGN96JuzbW8tVmE2uAl-hDDRLGw2gNoM_ySAcFJCXEtBTKMJ2Qh9lrm_IvcjmNigDX_L2aeetTeVGxnpvxw0pQ6-HXqBZXW6BTgrbHLJIrEx5I55fDtkULILqo3iOyFP-jNp7gFY9Zg9ru/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGN96JuzbW8tVmE2uAl-hDDRLGw2gNoM_ySAcFJCXEtBTKMJ2Qh9lrm_IvcjmNigDX_L2aeetTeVGxnpvxw0pQ6-HXqBZXW6BTgrbHLJIrEx5I55fDtkULILqo3iOyFP-jNp7gFY9Zg9ru/s200/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979249831420002" border="0" /></a>Jill and April<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt_FVtCuxIPdJaFivg5NKr8luWTcGU1K-AsvXGugTIlyyYQ9IP2NGjtxu0GE-AmDXMOXyW_7-lt0VAFk0WE0NfLkY3iEt39FaAM9uaKoKQw68d-r3BZ6GJaLDRzdU4RWA2OnUh7EN5WUKw/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt_FVtCuxIPdJaFivg5NKr8luWTcGU1K-AsvXGugTIlyyYQ9IP2NGjtxu0GE-AmDXMOXyW_7-lt0VAFk0WE0NfLkY3iEt39FaAM9uaKoKQw68d-r3BZ6GJaLDRzdU4RWA2OnUh7EN5WUKw/s200/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311979239484440722" border="0" /></a>Me and Jill<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrq8IEeafYybGfxh3bzIUPuqzhmuMTVTWEQVng45Ui1OrQ5obqSDcOQDwftdn0chWX_WWFnG0iTNEOCgsG9QSQq2qJ1SgD_AB3cGGwFn-fPB4q6XMB3oXdJ_zSYx39rJ1khfEVyBJGPYUd/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrq8IEeafYybGfxh3bzIUPuqzhmuMTVTWEQVng45Ui1OrQ5obqSDcOQDwftdn0chWX_WWFnG0iTNEOCgsG9QSQq2qJ1SgD_AB3cGGwFn-fPB4q6XMB3oXdJ_zSYx39rJ1khfEVyBJGPYUd/s200/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978992577280098" border="0" /></a>HAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE BEST!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBx-QEmW1GDjKBEuZ8-uMFhfIbHUTHb10oZOcQj3Wy7HsYipWVKiss7q1O2GefB2u55JniZgiBFCxngphTyGxsfiKYJM1c7s7hJx1oUsqtubnZ-S900D1cLeW0ZyzNFKM1JFOq41ssWe_t/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBx-QEmW1GDjKBEuZ8-uMFhfIbHUTHb10oZOcQj3Wy7HsYipWVKiss7q1O2GefB2u55JniZgiBFCxngphTyGxsfiKYJM1c7s7hJx1oUsqtubnZ-S900D1cLeW0ZyzNFKM1JFOq41ssWe_t/s200/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978988378834690" border="0" /></a>Better<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikny_cIFviBTqdBiZY3ewU8CXqE7HLScbOsFK-Qp-l9hantv1RcvEdrqk4N0I9OlVThyt4lSYNqx-c6pGrTra3BeLUyw3zc5dq0vmziPmoJQtlfBn4c1qdcCaOXhwgBByCT867b0vyvzWW/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikny_cIFviBTqdBiZY3ewU8CXqE7HLScbOsFK-Qp-l9hantv1RcvEdrqk4N0I9OlVThyt4lSYNqx-c6pGrTra3BeLUyw3zc5dq0vmziPmoJQtlfBn4c1qdcCaOXhwgBByCT867b0vyvzWW/s200/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978984913503666" border="0" /></a>Totally SCARY! (of me)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJmC8MVWN1ptuJCT_T8nxc9UekkwV__maVtjUDGgLyS-4yWykxE7rN0fP4iVTKDq54qF-4s_cy__gq4gneVVxUCc8t4ghyphenhyphendFhCt_jq7UHiLgDvDx1E-Qoj9H6sBLctGuZwxz-92P7E4PW/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJmC8MVWN1ptuJCT_T8nxc9UekkwV__maVtjUDGgLyS-4yWykxE7rN0fP4iVTKDq54qF-4s_cy__gq4gneVVxUCc8t4ghyphenhyphendFhCt_jq7UHiLgDvDx1E-Qoj9H6sBLctGuZwxz-92P7E4PW/s200/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978982586768098" border="0" /></a>My man showing off his moves.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">NEXT: SUGAR BUTT'S 2ND BIRTHDAY!</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIgizzuIxBLObxnE98qVV-rizDRTle2b-rB6OEI0Xn9moRhObUF_MpZOuVfHDZfvtvFunwuWMbts-OvcftB8Gp9eMiz2yVp5F_2b2UTkuPZ5WyzycfX-WbNJVv_hjIjIXLf2x_sVt14vJ5/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIgizzuIxBLObxnE98qVV-rizDRTle2b-rB6OEI0Xn9moRhObUF_MpZOuVfHDZfvtvFunwuWMbts-OvcftB8Gp9eMiz2yVp5F_2b2UTkuPZ5WyzycfX-WbNJVv_hjIjIXLf2x_sVt14vJ5/s200/Picture+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978753821811266" border="0" /></a>CHEEEEEEESE!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixXOSnDh1OwLYeo2WNPq_EhXFpfSFHXaiPjeH9VU3AtQFBb7teC9C4-xyqX7pUjpF-h1ayx3h9cWe-ySjf6rGOlLIEmfqXjKIyEKOLlkQXDr4cGWymTrgpRHRqyo-2NoKF15Ohls6xy8uJ/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixXOSnDh1OwLYeo2WNPq_EhXFpfSFHXaiPjeH9VU3AtQFBb7teC9C4-xyqX7pUjpF-h1ayx3h9cWe-ySjf6rGOlLIEmfqXjKIyEKOLlkQXDr4cGWymTrgpRHRqyo-2NoKF15Ohls6xy8uJ/s200/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978568188269026" border="0" /></a>They sang to her<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNRTTafU8_os2k2_3QEqr-5oJpXHUDhEcYNyiYUM_seS7s1SQaH3M8ulsoiNfR6-lSzPDTMs9SgZa3LPiMQN_A2taVjtgW0FjfjCtMg0_bQ3-ti-r__fI6kfpEFdaIxj6aW3j_YM1IkyjL/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNRTTafU8_os2k2_3QEqr-5oJpXHUDhEcYNyiYUM_seS7s1SQaH3M8ulsoiNfR6-lSzPDTMs9SgZa3LPiMQN_A2taVjtgW0FjfjCtMg0_bQ3-ti-r__fI6kfpEFdaIxj6aW3j_YM1IkyjL/s200/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978393221225234" border="0" /></a>I love how she blows out the candle... like popey!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZOYHMGif0Ji6MkZgdWuGnkHBKH44e3vEEyKIGdYyhAL1LqM0UX3ZxEys67IgacRH9lPHmI1LqbFTo9MhQvVjgq11M8VytPTOAXbFVPG2od-55CQrOwcTh_Gln0XIMdyHhNdY9O0sbtMzu/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZOYHMGif0Ji6MkZgdWuGnkHBKH44e3vEEyKIGdYyhAL1LqM0UX3ZxEys67IgacRH9lPHmI1LqbFTo9MhQvVjgq11M8VytPTOAXbFVPG2od-55CQrOwcTh_Gln0XIMdyHhNdY9O0sbtMzu/s200/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978317456719810" border="0" /></a>Mesmerized<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">RANDOM</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_wapWGgdAvX12CQbeZ0zVT-PAJkYhX5llOYAx5Kawd3kSfqsII9GtrfIlGS2FL7DDLjSfJJX9XykPNo48MZA8qgagITN9OzyALcr-0KCAEWascAlAZ0JX8Dw4pJ3Ji-IPYpGdhFExKqcS/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_wapWGgdAvX12CQbeZ0zVT-PAJkYhX5llOYAx5Kawd3kSfqsII9GtrfIlGS2FL7DDLjSfJJX9XykPNo48MZA8qgagITN9OzyALcr-0KCAEWascAlAZ0JX8Dw4pJ3Ji-IPYpGdhFExKqcS/s200/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311978306041653522" border="0" /></a>This is SUPER random... but this is mine and Quin's favorite side dish. Bakes asparagus. Just coat with olive oil, salt, and pepper and put in the oven. After a couple minutes shake the pan to turn the asparagus and when fork tender take out of the oven, sprinkle with parmeson and watch them disapear! HAHA! But really they are sooooo good. We made them valentine's night and haven't been able to get enough of them.<br /><br />So there's my picture update finally. EnjoyLisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-74738718794710676682009-03-10T13:56:00.001-07:002009-03-10T14:20:48.743-07:00A Little Change of PlansSo I guess this is what makes a good travel agent... we found out the original hotel we were going to stay at in Mexico was not all inclusive anymore so we changed our hotel. So now we are staying at Hotel Riu Santa Fe. It is a newer hotel, built in 2007. From what everyone has said, it sounds like the food is better. Also we are going to be able to walk down to the beach, with the other hotel we would have to take a water taxi. Sounds like it is nicer.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6oRW-VLndVSBDcqNEytqbazpvqYYHvyeAkbcMJsNvuvc-ojLOzFgPElnmeu_xOPQ13k0JubK06R8WEXYCkHcBuyQ_JGaLd94dQKB8IedokPgTx-3vXw6EaJfkzBzAafBuPUGsUpI6FJe9/s1600-h/riu_santa_fe_hotel_02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6oRW-VLndVSBDcqNEytqbazpvqYYHvyeAkbcMJsNvuvc-ojLOzFgPElnmeu_xOPQ13k0JubK06R8WEXYCkHcBuyQ_JGaLd94dQKB8IedokPgTx-3vXw6EaJfkzBzAafBuPUGsUpI6FJe9/s200/riu_santa_fe_hotel_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311669192836564914" border="0" /></a>Here is the back view of the hotel where the pool is and where you can walk down to the beach.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHZ_4Hvja4OptE19q7nDvwpIvildANl4yPTAdD1XceUOUhXc636s9irKoMYbVcZ7w6tOnckyEWZC9ZF3lPylEznmk6SIQUxpjEw1sD5BjcG9SOIvLk1s-gM1OvRIdX2g9NQSdRUdHTwWN/s1600-h/riu+santa+fe+front+from+beach+center.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHZ_4Hvja4OptE19q7nDvwpIvildANl4yPTAdD1XceUOUhXc636s9irKoMYbVcZ7w6tOnckyEWZC9ZF3lPylEznmk6SIQUxpjEw1sD5BjcG9SOIvLk1s-gM1OvRIdX2g9NQSdRUdHTwWN/s200/riu+santa+fe+front+from+beach+center.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311669153474478626" border="0" /></a>If you look closely you can see that every room has either a balcony or a patio. <br />AWESOME!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVqATT5SW306OOOWZeSQYV6VRG9EuddRS_k1GNOPUnsb6Umu-5DI8EBnqG_paKon2QCFgT1uAYlIIkRJAo6hdqUVFNnpLCzFcicIY7ylxhJKPCDStkDik0qjjret0TiP5cveSmI_cYGLR/s1600-h/SFE_18D-07.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVqATT5SW306OOOWZeSQYV6VRG9EuddRS_k1GNOPUnsb6Umu-5DI8EBnqG_paKon2QCFgT1uAYlIIkRJAo6hdqUVFNnpLCzFcicIY7ylxhJKPCDStkDik0qjjret0TiP5cveSmI_cYGLR/s200/SFE_18D-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311669094928298770" border="0" /></a>I don't know why I think these are so cool and cute. But they are lounge chairs in the pool! I have a feeling these will fill up fast and early. And if you know me, I will probably never get one :D<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCy_u9ThYK5pLhfiPrkxSjKcXc9cu6zf4TPO9E0trsZMDAmKgpt4izk79vhS5R5Q3gGbCXZVkKs0aTp8r9wELbefTKJEObvqO9lzLxHV83HsJOHNLX_VsTBwPALr0WKe3flxhpXy3JRYs/s1600-h/riu+santa+fe+swim+up+bar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCy_u9ThYK5pLhfiPrkxSjKcXc9cu6zf4TPO9E0trsZMDAmKgpt4izk79vhS5R5Q3gGbCXZVkKs0aTp8r9wELbefTKJEObvqO9lzLxHV83HsJOHNLX_VsTBwPALr0WKe3flxhpXy3JRYs/s200/riu+santa+fe+swim+up+bar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311669030290580754" border="0" /></a>So there are 3 swim up bars. here is a view of one. I've only seen a picture of one... so they might have lied I'm not sure.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinMEcize63FgvHqI82oWcagEb-tAfsfzyIGDzaxQYZ7HquM-UkvnEa_c4nOsVIWDUi4kIdHf7BZ0vt8fdciW6fwJle0_ANfGvUKDaZVhuO3byoA4Yi8MwytbeOoJ2O06XySjF-GvlXuquU/s1600-h/hotel-riu-santa-fe-en-los-cabos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinMEcize63FgvHqI82oWcagEb-tAfsfzyIGDzaxQYZ7HquM-UkvnEa_c4nOsVIWDUi4kIdHf7BZ0vt8fdciW6fwJle0_ANfGvUKDaZVhuO3byoA4Yi8MwytbeOoJ2O06XySjF-GvlXuquU/s200/hotel-riu-santa-fe-en-los-cabos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311668926554615682" border="0" /></a>The pool (with the lounges in the pool)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEn0pk_EVOeDhqoSN7LpHXikKuHdjxdHQMDSP7Tz-QQtm2VhCjmyOMmzid5j_9VOid60Aw3lZKvlTwO_k9kfj_-SFqHnCIJJf7Zv4ZEUD4n31rzA7zennx6ovO-y44UpWYP0-peiT8JJA/s1600-h/1775300_14_s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEn0pk_EVOeDhqoSN7LpHXikKuHdjxdHQMDSP7Tz-QQtm2VhCjmyOMmzid5j_9VOid60Aw3lZKvlTwO_k9kfj_-SFqHnCIJJf7Zv4ZEUD4n31rzA7zennx6ovO-y44UpWYP0-peiT8JJA/s200/1775300_14_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311668835320577298" border="0" /></a>I'm pretty sure this is the standard room. This is the one we got... with two beds... you know... because we're not married ;)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeFkr76r755qRPggCl1tSjaGwlHn_gGspIAVY7cMb4WWyotcSReuOkyMIPNfAg35xjs_-LmKX0jvLf-MTXPo-oE7D0Ix0d0cM5KqnZ3RwLHOI9YgYNvDtzlBJPENEDoquQ9Qk1HADpsGDB/s1600-h/2532573833_35c505fd6e.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeFkr76r755qRPggCl1tSjaGwlHn_gGspIAVY7cMb4WWyotcSReuOkyMIPNfAg35xjs_-LmKX0jvLf-MTXPo-oE7D0Ix0d0cM5KqnZ3RwLHOI9YgYNvDtzlBJPENEDoquQ9Qk1HADpsGDB/s200/2532573833_35c505fd6e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311667943890687714" border="0" /></a>Another view of the swim up bar. SO CUTE!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">It's kind of funny I couldn't find any pictures of the inside of the hotel, I guess people just don't care. Also there is a "mini" club in the resort that we will get in for free. As far as I'm concerned I will be just fine staynig at the resort. There are pictures of the inside of the hotel on the website but you can't copy them. Also there is the Riu "palace" right next to ours so hopefully these pictures are all of our hotel and not the palace. I would be jealous! So we have 57 days until we're there. I'm just waiting on my passport and we'll be all set. We started tanning so our Utah summer bodies don't burn into lobsters... like Quin's last year :D So far Quin, me, Rob, Kelly, Burnie, and Lapreal are booked.<br /><br />Anyone interesting in joining us?<br /></div></div>Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-53137818417612870402009-02-23T12:12:00.000-08:002009-02-23T12:49:57.987-08:00Mexico planning party!!!!!<span style="font-weight: bold;">FYI:</span> I found my camera cable cord thingy this morning! It was somewhere<span style="font-weight: bold;"> I</span> put it and it's kind of annoying having a bad memory. But since I couldn't find the cord I haven't taken pictures. Which I would have had a ton of great pictures from the weekend!<br /><br /><br /><br />Saturday we had our <span style="font-weight: bold;">Cabo Planning Party</span>! Beer Rob's girlfriend Kelly had everyone over and did a presentation with pictures of the resort and pictures of the last Cabo trip! I just want to be there NOW!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja2D1hIK89JSM5LI547tTKU_odeg1DvotVqfmsUMCzNLaznpaBTSPvIUhFvADxLGTIQxsLu3WHKn38ldKPbwttF0Sowf9QgMdiSIQIcd-nM-5R8fDLvOuBb1FHNIQz2hQ0u6Q0U7hBni4_/s1600-h/caboarch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja2D1hIK89JSM5LI547tTKU_odeg1DvotVqfmsUMCzNLaznpaBTSPvIUhFvADxLGTIQxsLu3WHKn38ldKPbwttF0Sowf9QgMdiSIQIcd-nM-5R8fDLvOuBb1FHNIQz2hQ0u6Q0U7hBni4_/s200/caboarch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306090805910954514" border="0" /></a>Soooo pretty!<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXl5PlO2DVKIGqohrw6-7QU0EoVf1ngoErTI6iSCUZUGFW4FzqoSNVGn-SV6UIFzlqzktU0lQsleGM80B1VVS2bdXP-y4ldYLuFd9IeROk1s6zYLBUWZRIA4DZfjbrKa60fk7KxtZ4C2Lp/s1600-h/tesoro_cabos2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXl5PlO2DVKIGqohrw6-7QU0EoVf1ngoErTI6iSCUZUGFW4FzqoSNVGn-SV6UIFzlqzktU0lQsleGM80B1VVS2bdXP-y4ldYLuFd9IeROk1s6zYLBUWZRIA4DZfjbrKa60fk7KxtZ4C2Lp/s200/tesoro_cabos2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306090674246252626" border="0" /></a>This is our resort. This is the view from the rooms!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKeG2E6a4cn_8z88xFk04q0FJDe4FJVeoDpDlFzKX-_VQZwK5r0xm3kEt22E309p9WpwFzMfOtyg4lTZneseHtXL8rvVCcpOnj3JxAnsh9FNuXEf47j6E1JUz6tXtnaeAcF_Wu_zKfPQxM/s1600-h/cabos_tesoro.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKeG2E6a4cn_8z88xFk04q0FJDe4FJVeoDpDlFzKX-_VQZwK5r0xm3kEt22E309p9WpwFzMfOtyg4lTZneseHtXL8rvVCcpOnj3JxAnsh9FNuXEf47j6E1JUz6tXtnaeAcF_Wu_zKfPQxM/s200/cabos_tesoro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306090711270789714" border="0" /></a>And the pool!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">We'll be going May 7th through the 14th! Prices are kind of set, they have always gone through the same travel agent but Lapreal found all the same stuff for cheaper online. So we're waiting for all the rest of that to finalize everything!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br /></div></div>Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-68581081122364232922009-02-17T09:56:00.000-08:002009-02-17T10:44:29.227-08:00Long Weekend... Long Kisses...No pictures this time... still no camera cord! I think someone stole it from work, I asked Quin if he saw it when he was cleaning and he didn't... so I need to go buy a new one.<br /><br />Friday night we went out for Ryan's birthday. I had to work and Quin didn't but we wanted to get our grocery shopping for the week done that night and get our stuff for Saturday that night as well so we rushed through the grocery store before we had to meet for dinner. Utah County finally got their own Iggy's. So we met at 6 and waited outside by the fire for what seemed like forever because it was so cold that night and it started to snow. We finally got our table for 14. Poor waiter was probably a return missionary he totally had the look. Serving 14 people all drinks... he did so good!! I mean REALLY good considering. He didn't even look like he wanted to cry! HAHA! The food was not good. Well mine wasn't. I love coconut shrimp and Iggy's coconut shrimp... these were burnt. Quin's was good so that's good. We went to Kelly and Rob's and hung out for a couple hours. We sang to Ryan and he had a grapefruit with palm tree things stuck in it and a candle... it was pretty funny! We had a blast!!<br /><br />Saturday we went to Quin's parents to pick up our steaks for dinner, they had a golf tournament on and celebrities were playing and I was sucked in, I barely talked. Quin thought I was annoyed or in a bad mood but I really just liked watching the celebrities play, they were funny! We went home and watched tv for a little bit and we both took a short nap on the couch. We had decided a couple weeks ago to make dinner together at home. We are saving money to go to Mexico, and we didn't really want to have to fight the crowd trying to eat out. Quin decided to move the BBQer onto the porch because there was so much snow on the back patio and he lit the coals and went to get something inside so the flames started to get really big and I started to get scared that we were going to catch the house on fire! So Quin shut the lid... I think because he put lighter fluid on the coals when we went to open the lit a big burst of flames came shooting out! I screamed of course! It happened like 3 times!!! Finally we started cooking our steaks. We had steak, mashed potatoes with chives, shrimp, and I got a new recepie for asparagus. I cooked it in the oven with olive oil salt and pepper. It was SOOOOO good. The best asparagus I've had! We had candles, it was SOOO cute! Then we watched a few movies. It was such an awesome valentines! I loved having dinner at home with him. And that was our first time eating at our table HAHA!<br /><br />Sunday we went to his parents for dinner and Monday I had off so I went and hung out with Jenny and Bay! As soon as I came in Bay was like "room" and pointed upstairs. So we went up there and she started handing me her toys one by one. We played around in her room for awhile. Love that little girl so much! I needed to run some errands and clean my house so I left pretty early.<br /><br />I got my taxes done by Quin's great parents Art and kathy!!!!! Quin thinks I'm getting back enough to go to Mexico and I really hope so! We are saving so hopefully my May we'll have enough. Well he has enough already... it's just me :( so we'll have to see! I really hope we go!!<br /><br />AND the great news! I have lost <span style="font-weight: bold;">10 pounds</span>!!!!! It is a start and I'm hoping there are more lost! I have been doing this walk and tone work out video. You just walk in place and do toning stuff for your arms, stomach, and legs. I've gotten the "walking belt" that steps it up a little more. It has kept my attention for now, I really hope I don't lose my modivation. I've been eating better. I usually have a slim fast for breakfast, healthy snacks through out the day, a good lunch, and a good dinner depending on my mood. And of course popcorn at night. I am hoping by May I have lost more to feel a little bit more comfortable laying around in a bathing suit! We'll see.Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-26194449459713165722009-02-11T13:29:00.000-08:002009-02-11T14:11:32.623-08:00And Here We GoStill can't find my camera cord thing... Jen thought that all cords were universal so I started asking people and it turns out my manager has a memory card reader. BAM pictures on my computer.<br /><br />To start things off starting from the first group of pictures... one weekend we went bowling in South Jordan and invited Chris and Jenny. We actually ended up having a lot of people there. This is when I was soooo sick but didn't want to lay in bed all weekend so I forced myself to go out... I was on so much medicine!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP4r5B8t4oxoXx_Fzoc44h7Xfkb0GQRfrc1Tl50mgLd_-WXkXmw4Lj7v49YTXYrEbD4isBd2VonqjHcQ8PotMCSjKoQiP2v9pvTEUAzAuUFtgn1TF0HCx5vqDIqNjyriv8l4bqkYZMZ6ge/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP4r5B8t4oxoXx_Fzoc44h7Xfkb0GQRfrc1Tl50mgLd_-WXkXmw4Lj7v49YTXYrEbD4isBd2VonqjHcQ8PotMCSjKoQiP2v9pvTEUAzAuUFtgn1TF0HCx5vqDIqNjyriv8l4bqkYZMZ6ge/s200/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301661418643684498" border="0" /></a>Me and Quin. We hung out in the bar attached to it before our group got called to go.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKgUFar4KNUgnZ5jm1aOamhKwxoUmull9sTAKqcoFvQLBeMndWy6NZZpkS9XRhgFFH1YGa7Mep1x5zC_M5ogUdYUUsO9DK7-Hq4cW3GR8RteKwSGbWVz2wEFujNe75d8U-gpcP8xc_GjNb/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKgUFar4KNUgnZ5jm1aOamhKwxoUmull9sTAKqcoFvQLBeMndWy6NZZpkS9XRhgFFH1YGa7Mep1x5zC_M5ogUdYUUsO9DK7-Hq4cW3GR8RteKwSGbWVz2wEFujNe75d8U-gpcP8xc_GjNb/s200/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301661283223287490" border="0" /></a>Rob and Burney enjoying a beverage while playing pool<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFIrXoh5RNCUPlRDSzenbqdmcIKReW-t1RocjjsBUplSve88AlegAjPVLMi07lFll4KDphSZJBLS-Ue2n_SNWprzfjnpXaF4YBV1fwVEfjT4wjm46uPZWhfoaapiMdpyB3BTstiH26kuBd/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFIrXoh5RNCUPlRDSzenbqdmcIKReW-t1RocjjsBUplSve88AlegAjPVLMi07lFll4KDphSZJBLS-Ue2n_SNWprzfjnpXaF4YBV1fwVEfjT4wjm46uPZWhfoaapiMdpyB3BTstiH26kuBd/s200/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301661157539200178" border="0" /></a>I don't know... HAHA<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBwxwNXzM9XH3iX3UkZZvMNk9D3aDyDilW3OzGfIT-Y_QXvDz2G_cR7Q4BTXlFb9XyeAyAh5hGkVqH1gUndFOpKBZi7pkK6S59uQOeZBi0f8LRLGODOBytW1x-1_b4hOqowPT1eGXlw8F/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBwxwNXzM9XH3iX3UkZZvMNk9D3aDyDilW3OzGfIT-Y_QXvDz2G_cR7Q4BTXlFb9XyeAyAh5hGkVqH1gUndFOpKBZi7pkK6S59uQOeZBi0f8LRLGODOBytW1x-1_b4hOqowPT1eGXlw8F/s200/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301661001386975058" border="0" /></a>Sarah and Drew... I think they're broken up now. Sad.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpQbmxCLmSCNBO-5Oxzqtyh91SNoWuY0NdjdYEaQ6sHQIWxHsPX-sQLto0hzyoMlpKMvLXILypOlOc7twdVMj-nE4Qqzh-dXmyrztRV4S9ABgl00OnMmaFt1FjAZ_WSnUxfK425iuHQfPF/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpQbmxCLmSCNBO-5Oxzqtyh91SNoWuY0NdjdYEaQ6sHQIWxHsPX-sQLto0hzyoMlpKMvLXILypOlOc7twdVMj-nE4Qqzh-dXmyrztRV4S9ABgl00OnMmaFt1FjAZ_WSnUxfK425iuHQfPF/s200/Picture+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660695440425394" border="0" /></a>So along with Chris and Jenny we got to bowl with Bailey. There was another couple that brought their son that is a couple months younger then Bailey.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMdsyKA4U0TPEuZbD9rxaA_HKF2RrAQhdSphKzEl-jSQIYft9SvWFt1m-7IPYh6bjWPQzzgt0VUqNbtEylpesdF6C0ZfhF86x6QmTVfQbPEVaOqCrCLusx0feTbOeM9-pNEw1eZyYOgye/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMdsyKA4U0TPEuZbD9rxaA_HKF2RrAQhdSphKzEl-jSQIYft9SvWFt1m-7IPYh6bjWPQzzgt0VUqNbtEylpesdF6C0ZfhF86x6QmTVfQbPEVaOqCrCLusx0feTbOeM9-pNEw1eZyYOgye/s200/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660549150203410" border="0" /></a>And you can see how out of it I look... HAHA<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZFUh1e2Do0Xld46uTyC9_QttPA-_yW6XqYI5aTVrHQp7LNjCsKNManI67scToujgHLZHEqW8DBmnZdqUFp8LCMDf7XT1GUu5aA5vBUoT8-y-pQ88-kYZS37TbZrcxoxP327zeWc6LJDz/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZFUh1e2Do0Xld46uTyC9_QttPA-_yW6XqYI5aTVrHQp7LNjCsKNManI67scToujgHLZHEqW8DBmnZdqUFp8LCMDf7XT1GUu5aA5vBUoT8-y-pQ88-kYZS37TbZrcxoxP327zeWc6LJDz/s200/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660389553620018" border="0" /></a>Future professional bowler?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgura581nLAEikQ5YecVE6WQe40B4Ngzx1NOrH0eueuGzzJnDBGBFpXX6YaBv5ce3cU3dIV0mN7rUtNcuo3bEBXanm5WyY9D4JrNMhL2LDAYhr4f8Z9rw169TpqAPhghGeznGE28XHZUI/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgura581nLAEikQ5YecVE6WQe40B4Ngzx1NOrH0eueuGzzJnDBGBFpXX6YaBv5ce3cU3dIV0mN7rUtNcuo3bEBXanm5WyY9D4JrNMhL2LDAYhr4f8Z9rw169TpqAPhghGeznGE28XHZUI/s200/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301659906949052258" border="0" /></a>She was bossing us around and telling us to take the game seriously!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYD36eOSbAhMjfpY5RI2iianvfVdvvmoOqr4-YF1rYOwM2lJHSro05RH4aoZwgANtW5_g4a2OBVSmUMTNoJfOwDl3CY-RhK_gRdZjTjwro3RA-Iz654w7DqVS3ZdpaFooMH9Jn86AIJut/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYD36eOSbAhMjfpY5RI2iianvfVdvvmoOqr4-YF1rYOwM2lJHSro05RH4aoZwgANtW5_g4a2OBVSmUMTNoJfOwDl3CY-RhK_gRdZjTjwro3RA-Iz654w7DqVS3ZdpaFooMH9Jn86AIJut/s200/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301659666199020130" border="0" /></a>She must have been fixing a score that got messed up.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPTY4MBFYOR0scK-MEGo7muUqfrIF7f5g5RzA-igUtiZeXHwgHkUL4xDZQ0SXZaorEnqYHypeRw5nyoSZApGCoY9yTmaMFxemTIj4qZ4ifHl5Q5320tGWx24jZaC_6I85bwsx_NkvjCmaY/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPTY4MBFYOR0scK-MEGo7muUqfrIF7f5g5RzA-igUtiZeXHwgHkUL4xDZQ0SXZaorEnqYHypeRw5nyoSZApGCoY9yTmaMFxemTIj4qZ4ifHl5Q5320tGWx24jZaC_6I85bwsx_NkvjCmaY/s200/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301659506919948114" border="0" /></a>So cute... and small HAHA<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Next up: Superbowl Sunday</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">We had so much fun that day! Heather planned the party at Rob and Kelly's. I took my world famous pasta salad that everyone makes me make. Most of we wanted Arizona to win... we were pretty sad when they didn't. There were a ton of people over and we had so much good food I couldn't stop eating the whole time. I think that is the point of Superbowl. Yummy food!!<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbxmny0mmmfEzE6vkh7ILKy8Fdb0z7IsptTqUFLQcmOVca58cUo-amF5VO42crFz1yNF9ODvUZvxk9qS64XkPrlLqimkTtYTZ_6qZmVjjODAOJSCanqaVLig3N8uvlYQQ6YOGSlIVw3Gc/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbxmny0mmmfEzE6vkh7ILKy8Fdb0z7IsptTqUFLQcmOVca58cUo-amF5VO42crFz1yNF9ODvUZvxk9qS64XkPrlLqimkTtYTZ_6qZmVjjODAOJSCanqaVLig3N8uvlYQQ6YOGSlIVw3Gc/s200/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301659195431837954" border="0" /></a>Have to have the shot of just me...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl1w_Yy-Ox_MmbUBCb_47GqXCfqMwux2ZQdzbyjN_SPXugb6qMi5AEeMwXBAUMKM8QNlu-P83StkN8OW5lHRwqsTSyGh9ck-6lrv2tFl_mCMh6JssRTCXJTmA9UZBTGWZhEz17iKvB9nfA/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl1w_Yy-Ox_MmbUBCb_47GqXCfqMwux2ZQdzbyjN_SPXugb6qMi5AEeMwXBAUMKM8QNlu-P83StkN8OW5lHRwqsTSyGh9ck-6lrv2tFl_mCMh6JssRTCXJTmA9UZBTGWZhEz17iKvB9nfA/s200/Picture+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301658956231668674" border="0" /></a>Me and Quin before we left to Rob and Kelly's<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgda5AbdJOU0qfcBjRPhQnQssq5c56LG1b3mfEoe5Jxc7niYnxYl7FF6mlYzg7ZyrrTufGkoQtzAhvhIqjdSOrxRAfqu0LYyrNmW8inOzIQTeuRcf7tBoOYVBdHLgS0icHk5MRLiUJGEMlg/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgda5AbdJOU0qfcBjRPhQnQssq5c56LG1b3mfEoe5Jxc7niYnxYl7FF6mlYzg7ZyrrTufGkoQtzAhvhIqjdSOrxRAfqu0LYyrNmW8inOzIQTeuRcf7tBoOYVBdHLgS0icHk5MRLiUJGEMlg/s200/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301658728190710530" border="0" /></a>CUUUUUUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPlqBISycxD2eNAYVUQXLcLGaO-QXfj9xUg5cYks8dXUfk4WjHucl4YvS43dF4gqVyFU6RpT3kOI7r3OBJalLa5nSK4uHYydVtpoQ7248Ew3PlkLd87vGcPmu0XZ6IkaMpv_TQrkKpgGx9/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPlqBISycxD2eNAYVUQXLcLGaO-QXfj9xUg5cYks8dXUfk4WjHucl4YvS43dF4gqVyFU6RpT3kOI7r3OBJalLa5nSK4uHYydVtpoQ7248Ew3PlkLd87vGcPmu0XZ6IkaMpv_TQrkKpgGx9/s200/Picture+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301657160386715474" border="0" /></a>Lapreal, Kelly, and Heather<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMxd6XcvA1uuXyfp-YMU-hNsg4mgN6JzG4bCLvZt7CZcDQSzgFo6AKgDoC65ToiVffuDlqlbnMFp8SGONx_TcHSxhtVVv0ygs8aq5Vby_G-hAmsBBqVJ0iI87Fiyw6bMACV4zEXovICsR8/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMxd6XcvA1uuXyfp-YMU-hNsg4mgN6JzG4bCLvZt7CZcDQSzgFo6AKgDoC65ToiVffuDlqlbnMFp8SGONx_TcHSxhtVVv0ygs8aq5Vby_G-hAmsBBqVJ0iI87Fiyw6bMACV4zEXovICsR8/s200/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301656778471293186" border="0" /></a>Donette<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzT4DP_-JrG_PmnoSaRUkYgHNLVzBsnCtsQHLqh5NCQMGb39QVVlDW2I-dusG_Aq6VivX2nFcLb0qYq-sfNCpEC7ywwoyVn6zEde7yDfm-zeqGjctHwZqHxkUz5wcq_qqOuqBJUuXZJ3kd/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzT4DP_-JrG_PmnoSaRUkYgHNLVzBsnCtsQHLqh5NCQMGb39QVVlDW2I-dusG_Aq6VivX2nFcLb0qYq-sfNCpEC7ywwoyVn6zEde7yDfm-zeqGjctHwZqHxkUz5wcq_qqOuqBJUuXZJ3kd/s200/Picture+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301656606537478898" border="0" /></a>Ryan (Heather's husband) Quin, and Rob<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">After this picture was taken I set my camera down and never picked it up again... sad there could have been such cute pictures.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just a Saturday</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM1LTk8c95tO2oM9o59VcKOlT7RNy10z5mIKZ8qXB-U_alQKd32vJkpnm46KOjBycyaPgEtQFmDp6UWu5lhkAZeet6tWVnBKkkaJ8QmsuGCcvXiG-g7S9t9z37QVbew8ueFNSEbRYXFE4l/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM1LTk8c95tO2oM9o59VcKOlT7RNy10z5mIKZ8qXB-U_alQKd32vJkpnm46KOjBycyaPgEtQFmDp6UWu5lhkAZeet6tWVnBKkkaJ8QmsuGCcvXiG-g7S9t9z37QVbew8ueFNSEbRYXFE4l/s200/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301655569787984514" border="0" /></a>Love him!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_oyN1KFDJ8UHL7EpUKRKYHMxeCgnSA7nLRFv1YY91vHGXA70DPJ1o1eJRmhN6MsggPufSqal51BEeayLhsgBPePvZjrzGZ5UJdF5k_zLKMOl_UxsbGBtdGAzoD5Slii-Cp3F2j7vADwPN/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_oyN1KFDJ8UHL7EpUKRKYHMxeCgnSA7nLRFv1YY91vHGXA70DPJ1o1eJRmhN6MsggPufSqal51BEeayLhsgBPePvZjrzGZ5UJdF5k_zLKMOl_UxsbGBtdGAzoD5Slii-Cp3F2j7vADwPN/s200/Picture+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301655368571320722" border="0" /></a>Me and Lapreal<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I try to always remember to take pictures... I am not very good at it. But I have started getting them printed and started a photo album. It's so cute I love it! I look at it all the time. Hopefully I will find my camera cord thingy... Quin organized the house I mean ORGANIZED every cupboard, drawer, anything he could it took him 4 hours. So I just need to find where he put it. No biggie... hopefully!<br /></div></div>Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-38681986698231414792009-02-10T07:19:00.000-08:002009-02-10T07:31:06.939-08:006th Picture, 6th fileJenny tagged me to do this. I am all about it because I want to update this thing but I can't find the cord to my camera... so.... this is my 6th picture in my 6th file. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnpbeMgbapmZZj1DV4_8vAbW1DUQY6Zy7CU2YNv9Fedn6UG2dR1Xm8cfpoWgPb9hfWve94YW6PbakBB7I0gg562TKlI08f2st4p9V4Uj5OpKVPtfIyU1Y1LbsIVtVw6Kx1CWAZwIyLmYWj/s1600-h/IMG00078.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnpbeMgbapmZZj1DV4_8vAbW1DUQY6Zy7CU2YNv9Fedn6UG2dR1Xm8cfpoWgPb9hfWve94YW6PbakBB7I0gg562TKlI08f2st4p9V4Uj5OpKVPtfIyU1Y1LbsIVtVw6Kx1CWAZwIyLmYWj/s200/IMG00078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301188926939492178" border="0" /></a>Quin golfing. I love this picture, he is so cute! It was so funny when my parents were in town I showed them the picture and we started talking about how I always took pictures of myself on their camera so they had tons and tons of files of just me :D but Quin had told them he feels like a professional when I go because I'm constantly taking pictures of him and saying "SMILE BABY!" HAHAHAHAHA! Can't wait to learn to golf this year :D<br /><br />I tag: Jen, Rachel, and Kristi. Everyone else I know has been tagged!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-22582087439811927852009-01-22T12:12:00.000-08:002009-01-22T12:32:10.851-08:00Dream a Little Dream of MeI can't get this dream out of my head! I think it all started from the fact that I have changed my birth control due to my insurance changing and my reg stuff is $60 and I don't want to pay $60 for birth control. I've been talking to a friend at work about when I first was on it I had gone through like 3 different kinds until I found the one that is $60 because all the other ones made me crazy and I had broken up with my ex boyfriend Doug 4 times trying to get the dose right and I was afraid that changing my birth control this time will make that all happen again. My mom has always told me that dreams are usually from something you saw or thought of during the day. ( I think mostly she told me this when I had a bad dream because I always thought it was going to come true) ANYWAY that's why I think I had this dream...<br /><br />I went back home to California and I realized that while I was in Utah it was just a "visit" and it was a lot shorter then 4 years... like a couple weeks! Well all the sudden I was hanging out with Doug and we were at a fast food restaurant waiting for our food with his parents. I looked at his parents and thought "oh no... they hate me! I have no relationship with these people." And thought about Quin and his parents and my relationship with Quin's parents and I was so sad. It turned out that I had cheated on Doug with Quin... but not for as long as I've been with Quin obviously. I drove in Doug's old '54 Ford and we talked about how much work he has done to it, how much better it sounded. I told Doug about a car across the street that drove me nuts while I was in Utah... I accidentally told him it was across the street from Quin's house and I was thinking to myself "Oh no he knows that I slept in Quin's bed, he's going to know that I cheated on him with Quin." And it's funny because there is a car across the street from mine and Quin's house that drive me nuts! And I just remember missing Quin so much but then why did I miss Quin so much Doug was my boyfriend. It was such a weird dream! I kept thinking about Quin's parents whenever I had to be around Doug's and feeling so bad I never thanked them for everything they had given me and Quin... but really they hadn't given me anything and I had never met them. And I wanted to be able to talk to Doug's family like I was able to talk to Quin's. The dream has totally freaked me out. I was telling my friend Jen about it and I'm like what if this is all a dream and I really do live in CA and I'm still dating Doug! And this is all the twilight zone! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Thankfully I woke up in my bed in UTAH! Still dating Quin :D Oh and I'm so glad I'm not dating Doug anymore... sounds mean but it's true. I LOVE QUIN :D :D :D :DLisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-44481595108845416662009-01-20T14:08:00.000-08:002009-01-20T14:35:37.388-08:00Sick of Being SickI woke up Thursday morning with Quin's cold... but I had no idea this was far from a little cold! We went from me taking care of Quin, to Quin taking care of me in a matter of seconds. I asked for the day off Friday because I knew it was getting bad. Quin was in the bedroom every 2 hours giving me some sort of medicine since he had the day off Friday too. I had sinus pressure, a stuffed and running nose, a sore throat, and an ear ache. We were so sad because Quin had worked so hard all week with his cold and we just wanted to have a fun weekend that was shot! I took so much nyquil Friday night I passed out and woke up feeling so much better. I said I didn't want to lay in bed all weekend that I wanted to go bowling like we had been planning all week. So again Quin was in the bedroom every two hours stuffing medicine down my throat until it was time to leave. I stuffed my purse full of toilet paper, throat spray, and more sinus medecine. I felt like I was so out of it all night and I'm sure everyone can agree with that. I could barely hear because my ear was plugged! I still had fun and we had a lot of people there. We went to hooters for dinner, and then bowled the night away. I am still sick, stayed home yesterday too. But Quin came home with a miracle drug and I can finally breathe out of me noise for the first time! My lips were cracking that's how bad it was. I hope no one else gets this horrible cold/death! I am so sick of being sick!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-75948310693686059282009-01-12T10:45:00.000-08:002009-01-12T12:44:54.636-08:00YesterdayWe had a very fun weekend! On my way home from our training on Friday and Quin text me that our friends Rob and Kelly wanted to meet up for dinner. We met at Applebee's and then went to my boss Kelly's house and played pool with her husband Zach all night. Saturday we laid around the house all day and then went to dinner. We wanted to go to Brick Oven which is yummy pizza but there was a huge wait so we went to this cute little Mexican place and then went and saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button or whatever it is called. That is my very favorite movie right now. I can't even believe the story line. Nothing anyone has ever done or thought of. I loved it so much! We started our netflix and so after that movie we went home and watched The Pursuit of Happyness and I loved it so much. I hate depressing movies but the end made it worth it. I couldn't stop crying and I've been thinking about the movie ever since.<br /><br />Sunday I had the privilege of watching my favorite little girl my Sugar Butt! Ashley was actually at Chris and Jenny's but she didn't want to stay alone and she had a project she was working on. I got there a little after 10 after stopping to get starbucks for me and Ash that took forever! Ashley stayed upstairs "working" on her project.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVwZ3DDxt0mBs3zpV48Rrno2ET7i7lVQWsa3roD5SQ_zQ5VdN04GZJAk3Yzs8vcPtnJNM9768ezQv6c7lcJuSmTmD6rf9lzj0OHL8xT85WEF6kYqvvGmm80zdeQ5FSW0itCWiQvY6lEnGH/s1600-h/DSCN0115.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVwZ3DDxt0mBs3zpV48Rrno2ET7i7lVQWsa3roD5SQ_zQ5VdN04GZJAk3Yzs8vcPtnJNM9768ezQv6c7lcJuSmTmD6rf9lzj0OHL8xT85WEF6kYqvvGmm80zdeQ5FSW0itCWiQvY6lEnGH/s200/DSCN0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290499328489999362" border="0" /></a>I love this picture so much! She was saying something about the binky! I love her outfit and her HUGE slippers that are way too big!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHDHSRSX5azm874ZLEW__ojU9NqaPIGQUJeOvOw_dMP4HJseoKdFZs1HUxDXzL6sVd_wFeWbOUwqHlZz9VYrSMMInOAIghgGi_8h-GvPDxYFOXouj1FqLl_J-yYiXxTh9D7mRkvLFuq3O/s1600-h/DSCN0102.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHDHSRSX5azm874ZLEW__ojU9NqaPIGQUJeOvOw_dMP4HJseoKdFZs1HUxDXzL6sVd_wFeWbOUwqHlZz9VYrSMMInOAIghgGi_8h-GvPDxYFOXouj1FqLl_J-yYiXxTh9D7mRkvLFuq3O/s200/DSCN0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290499205422440338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjajnA_7-QuE3gRpFyYw5YaB5TsYbWzJJfM3WHeyhQFb0C-dj0xTjN-GZeb1HPxC686rTWZKELZED9SzsQZDzfMcn_H-G-0ct0DAMOP8RCAxHUU6lz-de_p54dGVB6hIZbcXhAPtXL63Nmx/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjajnA_7-QuE3gRpFyYw5YaB5TsYbWzJJfM3WHeyhQFb0C-dj0xTjN-GZeb1HPxC686rTWZKELZED9SzsQZDzfMcn_H-G-0ct0DAMOP8RCAxHUU6lz-de_p54dGVB6hIZbcXhAPtXL63Nmx/s200/DSCN0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290498577227869618" border="0" /></a>We played the drums<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzxJ2fe4_c5OeDQjaA9WHf1DiyPDkmOKb91o_HEIYcbdn4i8veqpjiHAVJ7mmXezllDX8ChAQMXBCSXiGf77QdY76Gx14XWFxzmPW2ArjIvto8DHZh-eL-BPK2xC4kYtvmJnmWeoLs1k1/s1600-h/DSCN0111.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzxJ2fe4_c5OeDQjaA9WHf1DiyPDkmOKb91o_HEIYcbdn4i8veqpjiHAVJ7mmXezllDX8ChAQMXBCSXiGf77QdY76Gx14XWFxzmPW2ArjIvto8DHZh-eL-BPK2xC4kYtvmJnmWeoLs1k1/s200/DSCN0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290498465876565410" border="0" /></a>We rested inbetween activies<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3WNo3y-Q_8eqLfn2dWmJtrdEfPekDYPBInH74K5Gf5UleVB5VBzZmUWmaL7sSolhdwySwIeeMznxHFtrXI0IKUggjDgPdWxN89ToZK2PBpBkT7dXxOkgm0bykymwf_C7XI35uKWKal3C/s1600-h/DSCN0106.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3WNo3y-Q_8eqLfn2dWmJtrdEfPekDYPBInH74K5Gf5UleVB5VBzZmUWmaL7sSolhdwySwIeeMznxHFtrXI0IKUggjDgPdWxN89ToZK2PBpBkT7dXxOkgm0bykymwf_C7XI35uKWKal3C/s200/DSCN0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290482632646153074" border="0" /></a>We talked girl talk<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi04pLevWH798XVk7UNn32n-Slyf45E3RX2CT_G4WTHe3Wv1CvJZ4TN9fzKeAAcTe5lvNrHtUqiBVZsLrBawwJIWQcHIzATU4V6sKIMk43Nfcm0uhQ1pZ5Q5k-VHQ-6n0_3N3p3gWSyw2v/s1600-h/DSCN0108.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi04pLevWH798XVk7UNn32n-Slyf45E3RX2CT_G4WTHe3Wv1CvJZ4TN9fzKeAAcTe5lvNrHtUqiBVZsLrBawwJIWQcHIzATU4V6sKIMk43Nfcm0uhQ1pZ5Q5k-VHQ-6n0_3N3p3gWSyw2v/s200/DSCN0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290482416346988354" border="0" /></a>We sang<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIBtcXhcQjPefvM6VL7IpS-_yxFQwa6IM23IGgPClnL_gqhjlYz1IXXcqyeLA3lSqqMiavfgksG2R-R4AJIVfFHGVFQ5NLp_rPfhy_55bXjVKvpve3QQk_X9SsBqWkjxSA_9qc9s0OeZ3h/s1600-h/DSCN0109.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIBtcXhcQjPefvM6VL7IpS-_yxFQwa6IM23IGgPClnL_gqhjlYz1IXXcqyeLA3lSqqMiavfgksG2R-R4AJIVfFHGVFQ5NLp_rPfhy_55bXjVKvpve3QQk_X9SsBqWkjxSA_9qc9s0OeZ3h/s200/DSCN0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290482329678468738" border="0" /></a>She wanted to take pictures<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9D3jd-R6VCTekoUbTqGblpnj4CGVyFFtmb6mr1IMRg8kMyYA3OV_EDc69vxOGdxW_31YL0t697ztsmnVsqcslpt0iHutAt06tec6_5eaLPgMR8vrMiXOxabdf-XUF5n2nIqgXUdHqSJHe/s1600-h/DSCN0113.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9D3jd-R6VCTekoUbTqGblpnj4CGVyFFtmb6mr1IMRg8kMyYA3OV_EDc69vxOGdxW_31YL0t697ztsmnVsqcslpt0iHutAt06tec6_5eaLPgMR8vrMiXOxabdf-XUF5n2nIqgXUdHqSJHe/s200/DSCN0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290482076129745938" border="0" /></a>She was so obessed with Chris' drum chair... It was up on the fireplace so I'm guessing her parents don't let her sit or play on it... but what are Aunts for if not to break all the rules?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOOmYnkjXIHaQIl6ldyShbJ80wvYQ2THEqbpP8wH3PhPwvO_MiA4GGlntbXef6LQLYoY-fSKlkHURrQsKb6Qv8jxdMa1M9bHshID5G2GjRCzDTNZkltzyXhMXxdr87FrR-5dRk-grxos8/s1600-h/DSCN0114.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOOmYnkjXIHaQIl6ldyShbJ80wvYQ2THEqbpP8wH3PhPwvO_MiA4GGlntbXef6LQLYoY-fSKlkHURrQsKb6Qv8jxdMa1M9bHshID5G2GjRCzDTNZkltzyXhMXxdr87FrR-5dRk-grxos8/s200/DSCN0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290480993981198178" border="0" /></a>She really did love the chair<br /></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxEROhxRZL4_ZqXuB8VXU_M8yrSlusGXeK5OhZAjA_xPzCBb4GvpfXJRw8d7TKwVtumdgYHG5fFVnXZ_x0-WQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Here's just a little video of her watching TV and playing the drums. I thought it was so cute!<br />As you can tell I let her hang out in her PJ's all day. I fed her a cheeseburger for lunch and didn't clean her face up very much. It was meant to be just a day of no rules and laying around. I think I did a good job. HAHA I did actually think about changing her into a normal outfit but I honestly couldn't tell what was clean or dirty what would fit and what wouldn't.<br /><br />She was so funny we were sitting at the dinning room table playing and Chris does this trick with a cork where he'll drop it and make it land on one side. Well I was doing that while she played and it landed on one side and she started clapping and saying "YEAH!!!!" and everytime I did she would clap and say "YEAH!" Chris must have shown her or something but it was so cute!! I love that little girl!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-6260651105296538852009-01-08T10:32:00.000-08:002009-01-08T11:04:23.313-08:00Christmas, New Year's Eve, and onMy camera didn't come with a memory card so I had to keep deleting pictures until I got a memory card. So Christmas, and New Years I don't have a lot of pictures.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuYvn_AhrMCB9lEq5Xi1kPexSwUcY8SuQYJoGhSe5P2R5SY4YO0GfAq2O6hxuXWOHIZ_6x0f0KvRttmW3ZAmHDNkTLc84aSQy2Pa0dGclLELqyzlyma-G3q4se1qzcp1_t5jFXmjh1Qdpn/s1600-h/DSCN0002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuYvn_AhrMCB9lEq5Xi1kPexSwUcY8SuQYJoGhSe5P2R5SY4YO0GfAq2O6hxuXWOHIZ_6x0f0KvRttmW3ZAmHDNkTLc84aSQy2Pa0dGclLELqyzlyma-G3q4se1qzcp1_t5jFXmjh1Qdpn/s200/DSCN0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996117931650770" border="0" /></a>I love this picture of Bailey opening the present. She is so cute!!!!<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWR-lQF99Iv25oGzKHVzlirBHDgb0VEWFnqcjTdx936i3AcTNRX_llfz4kUG7ictWBf8wwktpmtYWvxRqHwbBGWTVhPVuvjb6zaDXhyHqPfe6ZI8dRFKdC79pOAAxdV3ApQY_sxHJljXFS/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWR-lQF99Iv25oGzKHVzlirBHDgb0VEWFnqcjTdx936i3AcTNRX_llfz4kUG7ictWBf8wwktpmtYWvxRqHwbBGWTVhPVuvjb6zaDXhyHqPfe6ZI8dRFKdC79pOAAxdV3ApQY_sxHJljXFS/s200/DSCN0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996870900112930" border="0" /></a>And here is the prettiest necklace I have ever gotten!! This picture doesn't even do it justice, it is so beautiful!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMGUgzm-MTBVP4xiROplC4FZefQ27Re2iMPP1cfP-quwROfcRYkGJa8ogS1TxCY3DkmT_sViVM6C9rlDa40HDzAt-2EQh7FmwYYzwiede-43PbgbE4YxZFKy2sL-NIL0W_pQDw46Qu-Tj/s1600-h/DSCN0019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMGUgzm-MTBVP4xiROplC4FZefQ27Re2iMPP1cfP-quwROfcRYkGJa8ogS1TxCY3DkmT_sViVM6C9rlDa40HDzAt-2EQh7FmwYYzwiede-43PbgbE4YxZFKy2sL-NIL0W_pQDw46Qu-Tj/s200/DSCN0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288995771619770130" border="0" /></a>Me and my sista sista on New Year's Eve<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs6pdr8Ocee8LBGrGbiFigR8rFmxwIXPMocIouD0VyfXSwTd1iYWGgCo3SGvTzMsnrsIDt7YdV4RbZ6pbBUlJTbHKa4FQs-ctflGvLe624QDWuwsJn7AAFcgfEWbL3a7EW5cPB8zKLhsKg/s1600-h/DSCN0020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs6pdr8Ocee8LBGrGbiFigR8rFmxwIXPMocIouD0VyfXSwTd1iYWGgCo3SGvTzMsnrsIDt7YdV4RbZ6pbBUlJTbHKa4FQs-ctflGvLe624QDWuwsJn7AAFcgfEWbL3a7EW5cPB8zKLhsKg/s200/DSCN0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288995283197931570" border="0" /></a>Me and Quin. I love him<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNnLqiyDOuIEqCB795-7FWC0vZaaLECWiNhZX8TkoMGR0BtrYBSOBSQzm-cfnrNuAyET2cUBkyDbYSt9b-6zaDPk6013EWBaA2aAggjfPSZnjygAgKH3wC647Uua_lSQnCxAWpcR1E0gkT/s1600-h/DSCN0028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNnLqiyDOuIEqCB795-7FWC0vZaaLECWiNhZX8TkoMGR0BtrYBSOBSQzm-cfnrNuAyET2cUBkyDbYSt9b-6zaDPk6013EWBaA2aAggjfPSZnjygAgKH3wC647Uua_lSQnCxAWpcR1E0gkT/s200/DSCN0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288995196761488850" border="0" /></a>Lindsay (Steve's GF), Lapreal, me, Jenny, and Kalli (Chavis' GF)<br /><br /><br />We had a small party at our house the night of the UofU game. Me, Quin, Rob, Lapreal, Burney, and Shaun showed up after the game.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVZnz1peY61J7DuOdo_f0e-t_G_zO0j2Dc0w0CJo3mVrDy0K7Hlj_zZ13Qtq0KJdcFFnQ69iyYXeQW0utGt8ZMqGuRETUzv5iSlAeCWD7kmKA-QuWuszK2qdRrZenPQqZAvZXHMJgRfNNd/s1600-h/DSCN0034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVZnz1peY61J7DuOdo_f0e-t_G_zO0j2Dc0w0CJo3mVrDy0K7Hlj_zZ13Qtq0KJdcFFnQ69iyYXeQW0utGt8ZMqGuRETUzv5iSlAeCWD7kmKA-QuWuszK2qdRrZenPQqZAvZXHMJgRfNNd/s200/DSCN0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288994985583702370" border="0" /></a>Me and Lapreal CUTE<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQaVy3OvpWGzl5THiYpYp1T23OxAf5hQRvWiOaqmkgA_l9VN3LiBJyLe-108vadkYo5gDvVw6QhyphenhyphenueAvVgcQ6ySzA52Wwq1HxU-Kuy9-sERWS7ln0IbtVJd-Yk4TQWYPbWQyeVJpCFMJG/s1600-h/DSCN0046.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQaVy3OvpWGzl5THiYpYp1T23OxAf5hQRvWiOaqmkgA_l9VN3LiBJyLe-108vadkYo5gDvVw6QhyphenhyphenueAvVgcQ6ySzA52Wwq1HxU-Kuy9-sERWS7ln0IbtVJd-Yk4TQWYPbWQyeVJpCFMJG/s200/DSCN0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288994576603634978" border="0" /></a>We played poker, and I've never really played except for with Mom and Dad beach camping and we played all different types. It was actually really fun, and I started catching on.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLETa3jN6kvTlSDsBPEajP0FtNUcYlhBpuNNoYxkDoLcyMV8y1L7XKd2K8W6H66HUfiUBsM_gUKYxgmhBICt6azoms_Mo85FqRiYRffztEsos2S8Ge6W79mts7U9YODFuvwE04LadURwqb/s1600-h/DSCN0043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLETa3jN6kvTlSDsBPEajP0FtNUcYlhBpuNNoYxkDoLcyMV8y1L7XKd2K8W6H66HUfiUBsM_gUKYxgmhBICt6azoms_Mo85FqRiYRffztEsos2S8Ge6W79mts7U9YODFuvwE04LadURwqb/s200/DSCN0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288994649832502690" border="0" /></a>Burney won!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO2a8W_iaH4To3X666ArpL8aSOu_9lsiLiIi7KxAhlb7qNF45mQNc9jsuVi_x11NNhkwxAMeaiIT-MnRhqcmgLZaXaXhhOfhYAIRmKYC_VoLLrSm_d6dSmIyErzk-uPuxJykgJ38oxXJjT/s1600-h/DSCN0050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO2a8W_iaH4To3X666ArpL8aSOu_9lsiLiIi7KxAhlb7qNF45mQNc9jsuVi_x11NNhkwxAMeaiIT-MnRhqcmgLZaXaXhhOfhYAIRmKYC_VoLLrSm_d6dSmIyErzk-uPuxJykgJ38oxXJjT/s200/DSCN0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288994437069195554" border="0" /></a>After the games Quin wanted to dance! HAHAHAHA<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfYH0_eUxU7T7G2c4dyxG-pEBrwcCaY19bPhn4aqS41O_znK28nbnwTo3RNbYPKCq1Ebk6-d-nUUKAkkZ3HDU8dKlsOBSyPXd9zVO71wtCm5oAEougUAG7hlJVLaa75Yl7TqF3aE1rBPQV/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfYH0_eUxU7T7G2c4dyxG-pEBrwcCaY19bPhn4aqS41O_znK28nbnwTo3RNbYPKCq1Ebk6-d-nUUKAkkZ3HDU8dKlsOBSyPXd9zVO71wtCm5oAEougUAG7hlJVLaa75Yl7TqF3aE1rBPQV/s200/DSCN0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288994171774115506" border="0" /></a>And he thinks he's a gangsta... I mean he IS a gangsta so he is rapping<br /><br /><br />Saturday was my mom's <span style="font-weight: bold;">50th</span> birthday but she had to work, so Sunday we went to Jenny's and had enchiladas, and tamales and celebrated her birthday!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCan5W5PdJGEB5ECpdWByN1Ysqv4qA14ujm0bOBjNOwXUO3E4DqlzAcmZ2lsmoi0-7NbQujxEBBIIxYzx5ve3TVYaPhdoAAumfqZbCG5RUPlovEFOwYZVLnb6d_6AoMrfhlrh2CZQNoydC/s1600-h/DSCN0084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCan5W5PdJGEB5ECpdWByN1Ysqv4qA14ujm0bOBjNOwXUO3E4DqlzAcmZ2lsmoi0-7NbQujxEBBIIxYzx5ve3TVYaPhdoAAumfqZbCG5RUPlovEFOwYZVLnb6d_6AoMrfhlrh2CZQNoydC/s200/DSCN0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993926121996818" border="0" /></a>Bailey got this 4 wheeler for Christmas and she was showing me her skills on it. She's so excited oh and so cute!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7jYSEdzAAVB3hJrEyHWsXu7S7QoOVpZPC_G88c-QjM4cJIHdCZOAs_3fozLNNozj4RsANfu2dec_0Kx1eKI3aHdN98O4zzKAHmJkEVSBMG1Bp0rMlDtpirw_lS_mv32Ro6ytsvElQZU4/s1600-h/DSCN0085.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7jYSEdzAAVB3hJrEyHWsXu7S7QoOVpZPC_G88c-QjM4cJIHdCZOAs_3fozLNNozj4RsANfu2dec_0Kx1eKI3aHdN98O4zzKAHmJkEVSBMG1Bp0rMlDtpirw_lS_mv32Ro6ytsvElQZU4/s200/DSCN0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993696033394658" border="0" /></a>She loves to color so we went and found her crayons and coloring books on Mommy and Daddy's bed and colored away!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyF-VwPgbszNlt76ReXwb9nM2Kgw3QfiVsyycBLTc6OVe14Gp1YSl4PNfCpnvMS2LImi6Af1kUNCB9R4D0oQTFVqHs2gbjDC-yjEbH9U9jg6T2zTq7kmyZQlffI3-oKLJ9WD-tGh2Mj9Kz/s1600-h/DSCN0087.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyF-VwPgbszNlt76ReXwb9nM2Kgw3QfiVsyycBLTc6OVe14Gp1YSl4PNfCpnvMS2LImi6Af1kUNCB9R4D0oQTFVqHs2gbjDC-yjEbH9U9jg6T2zTq7kmyZQlffI3-oKLJ9WD-tGh2Mj9Kz/s200/DSCN0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993477157101490" border="0" /></a>I was in charge of making the Mexican rice.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIDKXJ4h1fzWOC5M7kkBh11_a2WQfN97kwvv2FrGHtYu2QZ-B2IChI6QgVSxDooiO7pvvp-8V987HuVxr4tA1PFqejJHjVhJAq6d6m2rornyuOvVwjJC8Pl73Jd4I8HGMtjA6DT5cvgkT/s1600-h/DSCN0088.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIDKXJ4h1fzWOC5M7kkBh11_a2WQfN97kwvv2FrGHtYu2QZ-B2IChI6QgVSxDooiO7pvvp-8V987HuVxr4tA1PFqejJHjVhJAq6d6m2rornyuOvVwjJC8Pl73Jd4I8HGMtjA6DT5cvgkT/s200/DSCN0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993245350258882" border="0" /></a>And Bailey was in charge of eating all the olives :D<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuEonBqfGEvU0uHShfQo22bHBOwHOt8roEFCk4Xtn8ZmKOtmGdlNUw8dbzHL4ztVNYR1GEzxYBPRxtatBKLjVEHScIRTfVKeSKbgYfER8V6r5yY4iRErJMfXJ8rMEExr2msAmo4oxn7tS/s1600-h/DSCN0090.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuEonBqfGEvU0uHShfQo22bHBOwHOt8roEFCk4Xtn8ZmKOtmGdlNUw8dbzHL4ztVNYR1GEzxYBPRxtatBKLjVEHScIRTfVKeSKbgYfER8V6r5yY4iRErJMfXJ8rMEExr2msAmo4oxn7tS/s200/DSCN0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993158075636178" border="0" /></a>Bailey left for a little bit and we found her in the tub coloring. The crayons are meant for coloring in the tub so it washing off thank God!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsKOaI3eO2eP9isXctw6lM9cwLTTtsnahev7giAkWEisfYoGbxSE5eKFNoaoRcdvDaocQTIDWmC12NjhatxCaJcYXngv3fv1vgKHfZyAibfTgeeVyuh7N57PMD0ugi9lEYMTTiFCfFnM-/s1600-h/DSCN0092.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsKOaI3eO2eP9isXctw6lM9cwLTTtsnahev7giAkWEisfYoGbxSE5eKFNoaoRcdvDaocQTIDWmC12NjhatxCaJcYXngv3fv1vgKHfZyAibfTgeeVyuh7N57PMD0ugi9lEYMTTiFCfFnM-/s200/DSCN0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993071306955650" border="0" /></a>My Mom's birthday cake. CUTE!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV70rDJkm-dLj2YR1-DWoUjnbyRPht-29yvV8qPiL5EbP65GvVMxY8VrImDJTSSNXuVbkS33Cxct9SxJ20LRZi1TveQpFsj57I0qsa3FN1vgnjwK75sHwAQ-2t-1s9FNQ80jy2DOwnE06e/s1600-h/DSCN0094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV70rDJkm-dLj2YR1-DWoUjnbyRPht-29yvV8qPiL5EbP65GvVMxY8VrImDJTSSNXuVbkS33Cxct9SxJ20LRZi1TveQpFsj57I0qsa3FN1vgnjwK75sHwAQ-2t-1s9FNQ80jy2DOwnE06e/s200/DSCN0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993002262089938" border="0" /></a>And then we sang!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6QIPHKw4axUiffa4GmwIfUQJrGp2CitWZynR4bukFO96-lwH0D70cEPmI0J78q58OcPRp1v4eC4bo3ZuNtiBFKl5__RNcg_kIHfLr9HUv0KIhqeEXFhXnF1L-oEnrpVomzkEP0VmiBnU/s1600-h/DSCN0096.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6QIPHKw4axUiffa4GmwIfUQJrGp2CitWZynR4bukFO96-lwH0D70cEPmI0J78q58OcPRp1v4eC4bo3ZuNtiBFKl5__RNcg_kIHfLr9HUv0KIhqeEXFhXnF1L-oEnrpVomzkEP0VmiBnU/s200/DSCN0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288992897438483890" border="0" /></a>And Bailey colored some more! I love her dirty face. She is my very favorite ever!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I love my camera so much I am so glad to have one again and be able to have tons of fun pictures. I got two picture albums from the exchange on Christmas eve, so I am going to start printing these off and keeping them. Thank you Susan, you are the best! Oh and Lapreal for giving me a memory card for free!<br /></div></div>Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-70640750192507793112008-12-29T15:42:00.000-08:002008-12-29T16:09:14.589-08:00CHRISTMAS!!!**This is super long**<br /><br />Christmas was absolutely so amazing!!!!!!! Quin had been debating about us going our separate ways Christmas Eve because of his situation in being an only child and my aunt really counts on us girls going to her Christmas Eve party. Quin's mom had told him to just go with me but then called him and said she really wants him to go home but doesn't want me to feel bad. So he was back and forth until the very last second. He decided to go with me! I felt bad for his parents but one year I thought would be okay. Next year he can stay with them. Susan's party was so much fun! Susan ruined one of my presents... well Jenny started it, Susan recovered it, and then Susan just blurted it out. She is so funny! We ate amazing food and my favorite rum cake that I've loved since I was little! Then we did an exchange where you steal the presents. It was so fun seeing the Timm side of the family I hadn't seen them for years! After everyone left we decided that since I was going to be with Quin's family and wouldn't see them that they should open my gifts to them and I should open my gifts from them. I got money from my mama, beautiful champagne glasses that are on this holder... I'll have to take a pic I can't explain it, and a digital camera so I can finally take pictures!!!! It was so much fun I love them so much! When we got back we opened our Christmas eve presents which are always PJ's! My mom and dad had sent some for Quin and I, and I had already bought some for us. So we have two sets now :D<br /><br />Christmas morning at home I opened the presents from my family in California and got money, a scarf that I am so in love with, and a gift card from my sister Vauri that I'm excited about it because Quin's never been to California Pizza Kitchen... Thanks Vauri and Jay!!! So we got ready and headed over to Quin's parents in a freaking snow storm it was kind of scary but Quin drives good in it so I was okay. We talked a little and Quin and I had left over pizza and we started the gifts... Quin got me a diamond heart necklace that is so beatiful I haven't taken it off, puma shoes, a knife that is so awesome, and a cocoa maker. I got him a bunch of different shirts, Bronco stuff, Step Brothers dvd and tools. Quin's parents got me awesome slippers, soft pj's, a set of bath washes, and the most amazing robe! I can't remember what they got Quin except for a freaking nice driver... I really can't remember. So they told Quin to sit on the couch next to me they had one more gift.. they had six presents, three different sizes. So they said okay you each open this size presents first... we opened it and there was a paper that said "I hope you're thankful this Christmas" so they handed each of us another present and there was another paper and it said "are you freaking out yet? What could be so big that Santa couldn't have left under the tree?" They handed us each another present, we opened it and the paper said "We love you! Now close your eyes and wait for the suprise Merry Christmas!!!" So his dad is dragging some present in and his mom says "can it fit around the tree?" and they said okay now open your eyes! And there was a HUGE present HUGE! So we each got on one side and started opening it and we both stop... It said Plasma... It is a 42 in plasma TV!!!!!!!!!! We were freaking out... A TV?! There is no way... so we're hugging and laughing and taking pictures then his mom hands us a piece of paper and they had gotten us 2 months free for net flix... Then we're hugging more and opening the box and hugging. Well Quin had bought a car from them and was making payments and still had about $800 left and his mom said oh and we've paid off your car!!!! We were freaking out! We didn't think they were going to stop giving. It was such a fun Christmas... we now understood why they were so excited for Christmas! So they came over the next day to set up the TV and it is so gorgeous! Football is absolutley amazing! Everything is amazing... the picture is so crisp and we don't even have the HD set up yet. We're doing that today! But even if we hadn't gotten amazing gifts we had such a great Christmas Eve and Christmas and have so many people that love us! Our first Christmas together is definantly one we won't forget.<br /><br />I've been a little sad since Christmas is over I think just because I was so excited for our first Christmas and anticipating it so much that now that it's over I have a feeling of there is nothing to look forward to. I just keep reminding myself that everyday is something to lookg forward to.. I am so happy and with the love of my life :D So cheesy I know! So New Year's eve is coming and I know we're going to have a blast! And the next post I will have pictures from my new cute camera!<br /><br />Thank you to everyone for all the amazing gifts we appreciate everything!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-89934947353213075272008-12-08T13:34:00.000-08:002008-12-08T14:07:26.317-08:00It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj120LoR3FuoFdpByea9110xTGOCThueMDnPFtCTbR100JsTxYiP9SaJXB73ky0zOgkbnpuBWGZz0mXyxoqjgVZnGq_AJOMK1YHl1CtEI_vRZ37Z_Bvukmq6p-X4pQspictUjo6OK71Adgv/s1600-h/IMG00202.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj120LoR3FuoFdpByea9110xTGOCThueMDnPFtCTbR100JsTxYiP9SaJXB73ky0zOgkbnpuBWGZz0mXyxoqjgVZnGq_AJOMK1YHl1CtEI_vRZ37Z_Bvukmq6p-X4pQspictUjo6OK71Adgv/s200/IMG00202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277536360481610370" border="0" /></a>Quin's Parents bought a new Christmas tree so they gave us their old one. I really wanted a real one, but started thinking of the hassle of it all and decided to take a free one. It's really skinny, but it's perfect because our living room is so small. I only had 4 ornaments, a moose I bought in yellow stone, and three silver ornaments I think Susan gave to me one year probably as a stocking stuffer and I actually really love them. Since I took this picture Quin's parents gave us a bunch so our tree looks more finished. She is going to make some bows for us and we'll put those up too. One night we were at Wal Mart buying a dart board and we bought two of those net lights to put over bushes and we put those up outside. I love it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6JZ5a4R8qkpsh4ht94ZuOdf9Teqxv-q98qC3rnpyJrbl6eZVpKYFusRvqJ3ej85x8_f3jztBnidKSG5u7PRbWzhayp7Dze6QiZFkJAoBtB87L85EElcLVPGReEUEeFkpIVEuKTSBlIzF/s1600-h/IMG00208.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6JZ5a4R8qkpsh4ht94ZuOdf9Teqxv-q98qC3rnpyJrbl6eZVpKYFusRvqJ3ej85x8_f3jztBnidKSG5u7PRbWzhayp7Dze6QiZFkJAoBtB87L85EElcLVPGReEUEeFkpIVEuKTSBlIzF/s200/IMG00208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277536215612518818" border="0" /></a>My work did a come and see Santa day. I met Chris and Jenny with Bay to see Santa. Her little outfit is so cute! Jenny had these boots on her, and one of them was too big because she has a fat foot :) so she was cracking me up when she was running and walking! She didn't like Santa too much so Chris and Jenny both had to sit on Santa's lap so they could get a picture. She was so precious the whole time though. I love her so much!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5068543298429460407.post-39706758074065739612008-11-24T10:42:00.000-08:002008-11-24T12:03:24.058-08:00Quin's Birthday!!!It's actually Quin's birthday today! I threw him a birthday party Saturday. We had so much fun! He turned 33. We had everyone over at our house... so if you haven't seen my house you can kind see parts of it. <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh00GggRQp3HCN5i-Li_8zgMqxnLWIPBs30LZE3_UOEjJ2983PPKxK4eaAETMgMmgcBmRi0pwH2V-EGNqbU1KhQct5gJBaL3WXsonO4jO86vXAxjTExaTqovLslPCMr5B1FwMq6HSWRrqGa/s1600-h/1122082144.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh00GggRQp3HCN5i-Li_8zgMqxnLWIPBs30LZE3_UOEjJ2983PPKxK4eaAETMgMmgcBmRi0pwH2V-EGNqbU1KhQct5gJBaL3WXsonO4jO86vXAxjTExaTqovLslPCMr5B1FwMq6HSWRrqGa/s200/1122082144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298782803922146" border="0" /></a>Quin hates cake so I got him an ice cream cake that he loooooves! And if you can see if the back I ordered Denver Bronco (his favorite team) balloons that he loved so much. They're still up at the house.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlMOJW1J_WTmgmBSH_8d2HiAgts4mqXNNBYc2JRpcnjgUOjUNnIdy0rOTwfGrNZGB1Ih2tnkIyZbvVvTYZ13IQH5-nT1OqgpgCMPq77LvyWJPFVmQz7FTk1_SixDF2hMFpGojaBJX0eaY9/s1600-h/cid_124.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlMOJW1J_WTmgmBSH_8d2HiAgts4mqXNNBYc2JRpcnjgUOjUNnIdy0rOTwfGrNZGB1Ih2tnkIyZbvVvTYZ13IQH5-nT1OqgpgCMPq77LvyWJPFVmQz7FTk1_SixDF2hMFpGojaBJX0eaY9/s200/cid_124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298724207668834" border="0" /></a>Beer Rob got him a Denver Bronco hard hat for work you can kind of see. Beer Rob's girlfriend Kelly had this shirt made for him. It was so awesome! It's his 7th grade picture!!!!! <br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDqACvHjJSRBSf6ZFhnNBycl8WTZUZR_rucZCihUgzx8-KVTG5wSs9tFSWeixb9dHo3j4eJczy_zoNXpnZaitXMG8FNpglt1rvo8t-0K74wZ_iX1vS05VxTPQLFy5G1fKmGoMpQlEi_bkS/s1600-h/cid_205.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDqACvHjJSRBSf6ZFhnNBycl8WTZUZR_rucZCihUgzx8-KVTG5wSs9tFSWeixb9dHo3j4eJczy_zoNXpnZaitXMG8FNpglt1rvo8t-0K74wZ_iX1vS05VxTPQLFy5G1fKmGoMpQlEi_bkS/s200/cid_205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298595912029586" border="0" /></a>I had to pose in the hard hat!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8-tC8BgLb72AkXgfc1-5VWAGkra9lScNIqLfzVxGRXnVc6QlsLvvd84mB-mJYG_dCx0AGg6h3AMxGiHLdV7Y43mKVqSB6N17iKPOdZbk3O4Z4eS1ohAj7AC43q7-gUNfTvBXS7WctKA-7/s1600-h/IMG00196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8-tC8BgLb72AkXgfc1-5VWAGkra9lScNIqLfzVxGRXnVc6QlsLvvd84mB-mJYG_dCx0AGg6h3AMxGiHLdV7Y43mKVqSB6N17iKPOdZbk3O4Z4eS1ohAj7AC43q7-gUNfTvBXS7WctKA-7/s200/IMG00196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298538893941378" border="0" /></a>So Friday night we went to dinner with friends and then hung out at a friends house. Well I promised Shaun a mullet. He's been growing his hair out and has to cut it off for basketball coming up. He wouldn't leave me alone. But I didn't end up cutting it. I was afraid to ruin it.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinhL4fljgnDXsTryA5rM4slhqKe-91ITuxsSajMAunVFysXU-bT_25Uum_uyHGBw-UjSxXbj_zhV19KtWc2Mn446wbC9qz9vGHTGurAC0IdJkKYEsgjZ6DMubVKputHb6yxxEYZCB1qx9O/s1600-h/IMG00200.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinhL4fljgnDXsTryA5rM4slhqKe-91ITuxsSajMAunVFysXU-bT_25Uum_uyHGBw-UjSxXbj_zhV19KtWc2Mn446wbC9qz9vGHTGurAC0IdJkKYEsgjZ6DMubVKputHb6yxxEYZCB1qx9O/s200/IMG00200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298419417973378" border="0" /></a>And here's the finish product. HAHA it was sooooo funny!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguVq8DlGx3PA4MyDrgxQB2WAaFFU3v7qW1p19C1kCk8V6pZ7Dn3G1pCQHBBz7NzVo4PFS6E-KA8F85R1U20jrCrGz0tbuEOPk2MGIgxMYAWGl7ogBuZf0EVudaf5t0Mr-V0-TNGVojr7xV/s1600-h/cid_309.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguVq8DlGx3PA4MyDrgxQB2WAaFFU3v7qW1p19C1kCk8V6pZ7Dn3G1pCQHBBz7NzVo4PFS6E-KA8F85R1U20jrCrGz0tbuEOPk2MGIgxMYAWGl7ogBuZf0EVudaf5t0Mr-V0-TNGVojr7xV/s200/cid_309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298121072731314" border="0" /></a>Melayne, Burney, and Kelly. Burney wore that sailor costume in Lake Powell while he would be driving his boat around.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhfzU_c5pooorSAxBRKrsuZhVJWMUubqgHBiJ73vK4Z5lOFjA1uqbtH2WtRwdBC5mUmXth_j1RldN2W-4vLpSHWQbCdSMEpp_Fd5GhyvBSzC9fRdblVgkL6dlEue4SQHkJrsLbOqL_i5qS/s1600-h/cid_311.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhfzU_c5pooorSAxBRKrsuZhVJWMUubqgHBiJ73vK4Z5lOFjA1uqbtH2WtRwdBC5mUmXth_j1RldN2W-4vLpSHWQbCdSMEpp_Fd5GhyvBSzC9fRdblVgkL6dlEue4SQHkJrsLbOqL_i5qS/s200/cid_311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298069407452290" border="0" /></a>Burney, Lapreal, and Adam<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8CdKFqLPY2morZglFh3TPwJgpsP4kWswvSHzY7cP4BdzTdbBGujeRh-zcfB835WMb76Hh2TOUnRauloK36vMQw5u2LNNrRhR2K6aHZKvqU3Le-L1gpjVmXz_B45Y3TcREpD-Fei7-qAi/s1600-h/cid_729.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8CdKFqLPY2morZglFh3TPwJgpsP4kWswvSHzY7cP4BdzTdbBGujeRh-zcfB835WMb76Hh2TOUnRauloK36vMQw5u2LNNrRhR2K6aHZKvqU3Le-L1gpjVmXz_B45Y3TcREpD-Fei7-qAi/s200/cid_729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272298008882684706" border="0" /></a>I don't know... they're bringing back the look?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaSunpmvdSyiXn4TAkMWRX7jGFJ2yAhChzy3rfGrYMPp3mR6uEo-7IU8tkYCTmp9axC1FTG7Rm8HgWng2oqPP9M-mnkVM5KsEDZwCdAX8fPsrUs1VBfzM5VS_grFZTpsXfeFRpbJbduBZ/s1600-h/cid_493.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaSunpmvdSyiXn4TAkMWRX7jGFJ2yAhChzy3rfGrYMPp3mR6uEo-7IU8tkYCTmp9axC1FTG7Rm8HgWng2oqPP9M-mnkVM5KsEDZwCdAX8fPsrUs1VBfzM5VS_grFZTpsXfeFRpbJbduBZ/s200/cid_493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272297013726689154" border="0" /></a>Me and Lapreal<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbB01REJ0EoRObWHxyToVLnCOB5sEA2cJFiKZhcqevCvYbKeDerIS0VQYH6BLQhF0zyJOOHaL0ogib93DiPWOrDdxsEAjEkiPUPsQ6mTU68YFnuEIo7lNiQd53grFtV0PGDEyh4h6spUy7/s1600-h/IMG00201.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbB01REJ0EoRObWHxyToVLnCOB5sEA2cJFiKZhcqevCvYbKeDerIS0VQYH6BLQhF0zyJOOHaL0ogib93DiPWOrDdxsEAjEkiPUPsQ6mTU68YFnuEIo7lNiQd53grFtV0PGDEyh4h6spUy7/s200/IMG00201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272296507008510242" border="0" /></a>I love this picture! That is Shelby, it's really Beer Rob's dog but we take care of it. Well Quin does. They are so cute. Beer Rob and Quin fight almost every week about who loves Shelby more. <br /></div><br />So Quin said this was his best birthday! I wish we had more pictures. We had a lot of fun, and a lot of great food! :) The house was decorated cute too. Lapreal came over early and helped me decorate while Quin and Burney watched the UofU vs BYU game. Which by the way was an awesome game! Go UTAH!!!!!!Lisa Bellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17531915851203645891noreply@blogger.com2