<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:02:41.298-07:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>The Awesome Life Of Amy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-8916116170958019144</id><published>2009-09-25T17:44:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:05:08.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAD PAISLEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Question: What could be more fun that a night at Usana with good friends and live music... Especially when the live music is Brad Paisley who is basically my favorite performer of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Answer: Nothing, nothing could be more fun... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Brad Paisley concert was a blast! It wasn't his best ever concert that I've been to, but it was possibly one of the most fun. Why you ask?? I'll tell you why: 1. Watching Kelley go crazy wild with her dancing skills- showing up the rest of us. 2. The fact that I got to not only watch the show that Brad put on but also the lightening storm right behind his stage 3. Rain+Good Music= Best thing ever! And it totally rained on us for a few minutes, making the concert that much greater.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now for some awesome pic's from the night: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2Tm4FROgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2tO1JauSO90/s1600-h/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2Tm4FROgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2tO1JauSO90/s400/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623025503779330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Dad at the concert... It was basically pulling teeth trying to get them to come... Dad is the one who really wanted to, which you'd never guess while looking at these pictures..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2Tmfz31SI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_yT1RILPLJY/s1600-h/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2Tmfz31SI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_yT1RILPLJY/s400/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623018988360994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how cheesy happy she is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2TlplNjXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/3UP76ATQSow/s1600-h/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2TlplNjXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/3UP76ATQSow/s400/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623004431355250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Brendon... Notice that the cheesy smile... it must run in the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2TFnIA_VI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VtP1gyuc4cU/s1600-h/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2TFnIA_VI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VtP1gyuc4cU/s400/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385622454016212306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me Jenn Kell Carol and Jess... all having a blast I might add&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2TEob08wI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DxlUpmQ6JEE/s1600-h/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2TEob08wI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DxlUpmQ6JEE/s400/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385622437187875586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-8916116170958019144?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8916116170958019144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=8916116170958019144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8916116170958019144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8916116170958019144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/09/brad-paisley.html' title='BRAD PAISLEY'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr2Tm4FROgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2tO1JauSO90/s72-c/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-2159134276854522154</id><published>2009-09-25T17:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:43:24.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Scenery</title><content type='html'>Ok... I'm very sad that summer is ending and fall is bringing cold weather which leads to snow, but I can't deny the fact that I'm loving how beautiful the earth is as it starts to change from Summer to fall. It's incredible to me how the Lord works. How it is possible that as everything is dying it can possibly be one of the most beautiful times of the year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways... here's a few pic's I took... WARNING I AM NOT A PHOTOGRAPHER so these pictures are not as amazing as the could be- but they are still very pretty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is from a drive that I went on up towards the Alpine Loop (but from the Provo Side) I love right now when the leaves are just starting to change and so there is still a lot of green mixed in with the bright fall colors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr1Ux_847jI/AAAAAAAAAV0/sENGf_dAiPc/s1600-h/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr1Ux_847jI/AAAAAAAAAV0/sENGf_dAiPc/s400/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385553947362127410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the sunset out my window at work a few nights ago! How beautiful right?!?!?! I almost died when I saw it, and had to get a picture. It looked way more gorgeous as a regular sunset, not a picture, but you can kind of see how breath taking it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr1UxcmnYnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pfdTdGmZniQ/s1600-h/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr1UxcmnYnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pfdTdGmZniQ/s400/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385553937873461874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-2159134276854522154?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2159134276854522154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=2159134276854522154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2159134276854522154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2159134276854522154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/09/pretty-scenery.html' title='Pretty Scenery'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Sr1Ux_847jI/AAAAAAAAAV0/sENGf_dAiPc/s72-c/Work+Rat,+Brad+Paisley,+first+fall+pic%27s+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-8596532598599112257</id><published>2009-08-28T22:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:31:52.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Sno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpitIlRAF2I/AAAAAAAAAVc/IZKoOtPRV0c/s1600-h/snowcone+face+001.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpitIlRAF2I/AAAAAAAAAVc/IZKoOtPRV0c/s400/snowcone+face+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375236518220666722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best jobs I have ever had was definitely working at Summer Sno. I have so many great memories of that shack and had so much fun spending my summers there. Today I had my last snow cone of the year because they are closing for the season. The best flavor: A blue Hawaiian creamie. So delicious!! You should definitely try it next year... then you can sport a blue tongue like me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-8596532598599112257?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8596532598599112257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=8596532598599112257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8596532598599112257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8596532598599112257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-sno.html' title='Summer Sno'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpitIlRAF2I/AAAAAAAAAVc/IZKoOtPRV0c/s72-c/snowcone+face+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-3357678158796163764</id><published>2009-08-25T23:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:59:20.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Do you ever get these great ideas in your head and then follow through with them only to think, WHY did I do this while you are doing it?? Or how about get these ideas in your head that you think, ya I can do that because I'm tough and "sporty spice", but then realize that you are not in as great of shape as you though you were in and haven't been "sporty spice" for years. Well both of these things happened to me last week when I decided that i wanted to spend my day off work hiking. Which was great, but for someone who doesn't hike it was a big step. I did do two hikes though. I hiked the "Y" at like 11 in the morning, which I have to be honest was one of the worst ideas I've ever had... I'm such a baby and I hate walking up hill (yes I know i say that but then still went hiking... am I crazy? I may be...) no matter where I am, but on a hot morning, doing the "Y"... I was miserable and almost turned around like 10 times on the 2 mile hike, but continually talked myself out of it because lets be honest, it is a mile uphill. That is basically nothing and I couldn't let myself be that big of a baby. I did make it, and it was great once I was up there. I then went up to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Timp&lt;/span&gt; Trail head and hiked up to Stewart Falls, which was a much more enjoyable hike than the "Y" was so I'm very glad I powered through and just did it. Here are some pics: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "Y"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTNDVRxA_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/66TlNv3BgvA/s1600-h/The+Y+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTNDVRxA_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/66TlNv3BgvA/s400/The+Y+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374145712494806002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me sitting on the "Y" there were some other people up there w/ me who were nice enough to take this very flattering picture of me. So I thought I should at least put it up on the blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTNCopfWqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/YPiumnkkwR8/s1600-h/The+Y+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTNCopfWqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/YPiumnkkwR8/s400/The+Y+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374145700514716322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My self portrait on top of the "Y" doesn't the city look awesome in the background?? I think it totally does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTNCGr2bTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/F9sWAsSw7qw/s1600-h/The+Y+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTNCGr2bTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/F9sWAsSw7qw/s400/The+Y+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374145691397811506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a better. Provo without my head blocking the view. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stewart falls hike: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL5oYQIQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/BPM-TMK9nRk/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL5oYQIQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/BPM-TMK9nRk/s400/Stewart+Falls+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374144446311964930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hike into the falls was so beautiful these are just some of the pretty views I got to see! I love the mountains. Hate the bugs, but love the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL4_ccHsI/AAAAAAAAAUk/64zVz7h4UQc/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL4_ccHsI/AAAAAAAAAUk/64zVz7h4UQc/s400/Stewart+Falls+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374144435323674306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL3uhLatI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wklejsquFFU/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL3uhLatI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wklejsquFFU/s400/Stewart+Falls+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374144413600279250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me at the falls, I was trying to get them in the back ground, but try as I might I couldn't get one... And there wasn't a single other person there to take a pic for me, which I have to be honest, made being there that much cooler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL3ENvI5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5lOK0By5ym4/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTL3ENvI5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5lOK0By5ym4/s400/Stewart+Falls+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374144402244445074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the fall itself. How beautiful right?? I'm so glad that I went on this hike out of all of the hikes I could have gone on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-3357678158796163764?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3357678158796163764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=3357678158796163764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/3357678158796163764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/3357678158796163764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/08/y.html' title='Y'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SpTNDVRxA_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/66TlNv3BgvA/s72-c/The+Y+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-1113794324556952375</id><published>2009-08-17T22:57:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:38:57.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;I have been wanting to go to the Zoo for forever!! I haven't been there for who knows how long and seriously... who doesn't love the Zoo.... So on Friday me and most of the family went up there. Carol and Phil came, Steve, Kell, Sarah, and Brecken, and Me, Mom and Dad took Kyle and Joey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;We had a blast seeing all of the animals. They have made a lot of changes since I was there last so it was very fun to see. The elephant house has changed, and so has the cat house. I kinda like the old elephant area better, but then new cat place is way cooler than the old one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; "&gt;Here's the kids sticking out their little trunks for me while sitting on the Elephants big trunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo8gyJUGuI/AAAAAAAAATs/Fjm-1XLZYMk/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo8gyJUGuI/AAAAAAAAATs/Fjm-1XLZYMk/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371172039507057378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah seems much happier than I would be to be in such close proximity to that elephants bottom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo7_veMqAI/AAAAAAAAATk/3BZuu7DT11A/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo7_veMqAI/AAAAAAAAATk/3BZuu7DT11A/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371171471853660162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't really tell but there is a Zebra in the background of these pictures... So I technically did get some pictures of the animals, not just of people, while at the zoo. These boys are having fun and are excited to be here...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo7HthUWKI/AAAAAAAAATc/kFm70GXLFKU/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo7HthUWKI/AAAAAAAAATc/kFm70GXLFKU/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371170509257201826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one on the other hand I'm not so sure about... but at least I'm happy too right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo7Gwv1luI/AAAAAAAAATU/LuQ8zmeZMrg/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo7Gwv1luI/AAAAAAAAATU/LuQ8zmeZMrg/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371170492943537890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We  rode the Carousel.. Well Me Carol and the kids rode the carousel... Mom held onto Brecken so he didn't fall off. Everyone else was too lame and sat off on the sidelines and watched. They have no idea what they missed out on. It was a blast.. not very long, but worth it all the same! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo6kDxJ4BI/AAAAAAAAATM/vhfWaQ2Ww_E/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo6kDxJ4BI/AAAAAAAAATM/vhfWaQ2Ww_E/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371169896753913874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two silly kids almost look related. Dad is in heaven after having a Lemon-lime snow cone, and you can tell that Brecken totally dug his Vanilla Orange ice cream.. Or maybe he hated it and that's why he smeared it all over his face instead of into his mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo6I4ZiZBI/AAAAAAAAATE/Vkawz9_WICk/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo6I4ZiZBI/AAAAAAAAATE/Vkawz9_WICk/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371169429845599250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo6IUWmZII/AAAAAAAAAS8/xXDjgJGEM84/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo6IUWmZII/AAAAAAAAAS8/xXDjgJGEM84/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371169420169602178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Grandpa used to always tell us this story about the kids in Salt Like who put their money together and adopted an elephant from a traveling circus. The plaque that mom and Carol are standing by is a picture of that elephant Princess Alice, and her baby, when they were still living in Liberty Park before the Zoo was built. SO AWESOME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo4wB-tQfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_juVVvcHMj0/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+033.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo4wB-tQfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_juVVvcHMj0/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371167903409062386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;We got to see all of the monkeys which is my second favorite animals to see, but I have to be honest the ones that I took with me were still way cuter, I'd rather see any one of them than the ones that they keep at the Zoo. Seriously, Check out these little monkeys in Action...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2e2179bb98521cbd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e2179bb98521cbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331934778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41366B9BC28388A01F4878209FDAC4CC054B345F.3AA98A3A146CB4EE7E573ADE3932D0A21F1868CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e2179bb98521cbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl6_88QpIdSxXbgy3JmXufsdhQtU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e2179bb98521cbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331934778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41366B9BC28388A01F4878209FDAC4CC054B345F.3AA98A3A146CB4EE7E573ADE3932D0A21F1868CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e2179bb98521cbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl6_88QpIdSxXbgy3JmXufsdhQtU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Kids had a blast playing in the play area... I think it was the funnest part for Kyle who when I asked him if he was having fun at the zoo replied, "All you do is walk around and look at the animals." I then asked him what I could do to make it so he was able to have fun at the zoo and he responded, "It would be fun if we could find a machine to make wax animals, or go to the playground or something." All of the Wax Animal machines have been permanently retired which makes me very sad, Kyle was also sad, but we were able to make it to the play area. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out this "Just Hatched" face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1d_uHIuI/AAAAAAAAASk/WiQwsOG-_vg/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1d_uHIuI/AAAAAAAAASk/WiQwsOG-_vg/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371164295030055650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would not want these scary spiders to bite me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1dWyeiDI/AAAAAAAAASc/-sa_v0GgF1w/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1dWyeiDI/AAAAAAAAASc/-sa_v0GgF1w/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371164284042512434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry, the teeth weren't really even that sharp, his head is fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1c8-W5KI/AAAAAAAAASU/Stbsi_2Aw5Y/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1c8-W5KI/AAAAAAAAASU/Stbsi_2Aw5Y/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371164277113021602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This turtle was swimming through the wood chips in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1cCypRBI/AAAAAAAAASM/C8S59HjX72M/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1cCypRBI/AAAAAAAAASM/C8S59HjX72M/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371164261494637586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this little turtle somehow climbed into the shell sideways... can not be a comfortable life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1br1K-VI/AAAAAAAAASE/xy3249-dmVE/s1600-h/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo1br1K-VI/AAAAAAAAASE/xy3249-dmVE/s400/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371164255331219794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all our day at the zoo was a total blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-1113794324556952375?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2e2179bb98521cbd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1113794324556952375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=1113794324556952375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/1113794324556952375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/1113794324556952375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/08/zoo-animals.html' title='Zoo Animals'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/Soo8gyJUGuI/AAAAAAAAATs/Fjm-1XLZYMk/s72-c/2009+Zoo+Pic%27s+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-7662446366105921036</id><published>2009-08-14T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:44:07.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FuN iN tHe SuN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZEwyOi_-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_Np7Lsj8Mhg/s1600-h/2009+Pic%27s+Random+472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZEwyOi_-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_Np7Lsj8Mhg/s320/2009+Pic%27s+Random+472.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370055210593091554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am very blessed to have some great friends, who just happened to invited me to tag along on their family vacation this year. Of course I said yes, who says no to a ten day vacation no matter where it is, but especially when it is to go to Disneyland, Sea World, and the Beach... We had a great time! The kids loved Disneyland, but probably not as much as I did, and we all had fun at Sea World. My favorite part of the trip was all of the time that we spent at the beach. The ocean is so beautiful and overpowering. It, along with all of the other beautiful things in the world, is one of the things that proves to me that God is real and does love us. He wouldn't have taken the time to create the beautiful scenery that surrounds us if he didn't love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZEvnkFUoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/maZQEUcb2O0/s1600-h/2009+Pic%27s+Random+468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZEvnkFUoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/maZQEUcb2O0/s320/2009+Pic%27s+Random+468.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370055190550762114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I'm a little kid, but I love seeing the characters. Disneyland is so fun because it's the place where all of your childhood wishes and dreams come to life. Meeting the characters is totally one of those for me. I always knew that my cartoon hero's were real and that they just didn't look like us. Here are a few that I got to meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZF2X3hi0I/AAAAAAAAARU/AiSbqyg0O0Y/s320/2009+Pic%27s+Random+465.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370056406108048194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that Lexi looks really unhappy and scared, but I swear she really did want her pic taken with snow white, that is until we got up to her and she decided she didn't want her picture... Snow White called her bashful, and promised that she only had to stand by her for her pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZF1_AkVfI/AAAAAAAAARM/a_OZD9PqbK8/s320/2009+Pic%27s+Random+463.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370056399435093490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Megan, Jeremy, and Brecken all chilling at Disneyland. Look at those smiles, it must be the happiest place on earth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZF1ZaXZFI/AAAAAAAAARE/fxHsDDgIdlg/s320/2009+Pic%27s+Random+456.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370056389342749778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This last one is of all of us waiting to start the Jungle ride, which just just happens to be one of the greatest rides at Disneyland. I love how your "tour guides" always make such dumb jokes that you can't help but laugh at. haha! So much fun, can't even wait until I get to go back. (Also notice how awesome it is that they guy behind Jeremy looks like he's very concerned about us taking a pic of ourselves... and looking directly at the camera. AWESOME) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZF0usIGHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UHVY4t8cPrs/s320/2009+Pic%27s+Random+455.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370056377874520178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Hall family for the awesome vacation!! Your the best friends a girl could ask for!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-7662446366105921036?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7662446366105921036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=7662446366105921036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/7662446366105921036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/7662446366105921036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-in-sun.html' title='FuN iN tHe SuN'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SoZEwyOi_-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_Np7Lsj8Mhg/s72-c/2009+Pic%27s+Random+472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-7686409928599569641</id><published>2009-05-23T22:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:28:33.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>St. George Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jenn and I went w/ our cousin Cynthia and her friends Dave and Ally (not that they can't be my friend too....) down to Southern Utah that the beginning of the month. It was pretty fun. We Played in Zions one day and then the next day we went into St. George and played in snow canyon for a while. We then walked around the St. George Temple for a bit and headed back home. It was a nice little get away, I'm now officially ready for another one (but I guess I can wait two more weeks for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eslcante&lt;/span&gt;) Here are a few of our fun pics!!! ( I can't take credit for most of them, I wish I could, but I didn't have my camera like the whole time pretty much so these are courtesy of everyone else on the trip. Thanks guys!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjLkkk017I/AAAAAAAAAQc/OMF2uQYVr6w/s1600-h/Jenn%27s+Camera+St.+George+2009+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjLkkk017I/AAAAAAAAAQc/OMF2uQYVr6w/s400/Jenn%27s+Camera+St.+George+2009+138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339241187401586610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zion's somewhere along the Emerald Pool's trail I believe.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjLkJEwAdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Ks3NoThccf8/s1600-h/Jenn%27s+Camera+St.+George+2009+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjLkJEwAdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Ks3NoThccf8/s400/Jenn%27s+Camera+St.+George+2009+161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339241180019294674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snow canyon... this is the "hike" to the place where the pioneers wrote their names on the wall of the canyon... I used the word "Hike" very liberally here... it was more like you got out of your car, stepped onto the trail and then the hike ended... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; great hike for the day after Zions fun in the sun when you are SUPER tired. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjLj7NYHQI/AAAAAAAAAQM/oU7EpMwb5Z0/s1600-h/Dave%27s+Camera+(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjLj7NYHQI/AAAAAAAAAQM/oU7EpMwb5Z0/s400/Dave%27s+Camera+(20).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339241176297381122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is us at the Temple... Yes, I do realize that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt; is no where to be seen, but if you look under us you can see how pretty the grass was... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjKcmRkPQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/f3e_Poy_FTI/s1600-h/Ally%27s+Camera+(90).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjKcmRkPQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/f3e_Poy_FTI/s400/Ally%27s+Camera+(90).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339239950907096322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt; else in Zion... I'm honestly not 100% sure where we were at this point... but I think we were on the Emerald Pools hike still... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-7686409928599569641?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7686409928599569641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=7686409928599569641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/7686409928599569641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/7686409928599569641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/05/st-george-trip.html' title='St. George Trip'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/ShjLkkk017I/AAAAAAAAAQc/OMF2uQYVr6w/s72-c/Jenn%27s+Camera+St.+George+2009+138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-8898817960424931444</id><published>2009-05-23T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:50:28.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WICKED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://positivenegativity.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 502px; height: 768px;" src="http://positivenegativity.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/wicked.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas this year my mom and dad bought me a ticket to go and see Wicked.... It was definitely the best present that a kid could get from their parents... (I didn't even dare ask for this gift, because I didn't want to get my hopes up!) but, my mom knowing how much I love that musical got read my mind and got me a ticket to see it while it was up in Salt Lake. It was on the 30th of April that we saw it, and I'm here to tell you that it was just as fantastic as I could have imagined. Jenn took me to see it while we were in Chicago, and it was great there, but I think I liked it even better the second time. THANKS MOM AND DAD!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-8898817960424931444?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8898817960424931444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=8898817960424931444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8898817960424931444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8898817960424931444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2009/05/wicked.html' title='WICKED'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-6223321249829250325</id><published>2008-12-30T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:12:37.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Tubing</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my mom's family all got together and did some tubing. I am calling it extreme tubing because we didn't just go to some park with a big hill, no we went to the foothills right above the water tower at like 7 PM and tubed down those hills... dodging trees and shrubbs and even in one place part of the remains of someone's prize elk. YUCK!!!! This night was probably the best I've had in months... Those people who were cool enough to join will proably agree with me. Everyone else can just look at these sweet pic's and be sad they didn't get to join in on the fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807339987465266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr1xTMa9DI/AAAAAAAAANg/mxvovsOnNpI/s400/NovDec+2008+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Carol and I hiked up to the very top of the hill to tube down it... it was so beautiful up there that we decided to hike up again but with a camera and Jory the second time... You can't tell from the pictures but it was incredible up there last night... The lights in the city were reflecting off of the snow, and it was just so so peaceful! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr21bKoniI/AAAAAAAAANo/3uzg515jKbM/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808510358560290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr21bKoniI/AAAAAAAAANo/3uzg515jKbM/s200/NovDec+2008+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr21xkeOxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BH-BcanYtQI/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808516372511506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr21xkeOxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BH-BcanYtQI/s200/NovDec+2008+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr21v_HXII/AAAAAAAAANw/WFygZeV5VIs/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808515947388034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr21v_HXII/AAAAAAAAANw/WFygZeV5VIs/s200/NovDec+2008+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phil felt that he was missing out on some of the fun so he eventually joined&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr31uoASgI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IbyFmU-9K0o/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285809615093647874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr31uoASgI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IbyFmU-9K0o/s320/NovDec+2008+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us at the top.... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr3lHucRuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0mwMg1McwmI/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285809329773758178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr3lHucRuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0mwMg1McwmI/s320/NovDec+2008+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our photoshoot was over, we all tubed back down the mountain and met up with the rest of the family... We found my mom and Aunt Linda doing some awesome tubing down a little hill next to the one we chose.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr4bLmMHqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5o1T1fWWY80/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285810258525822626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr4bLmMHqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5o1T1fWWY80/s320/NovDec+2008+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr4a5xUKbI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HwYHSPxmHWg/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285810253740648882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr4a5xUKbI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HwYHSPxmHWg/s320/NovDec+2008+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I found these two party poopers standing around talking about how they are too cool to tube with everyone else because in their words, "We are smarter than you are and don't want to get hurt"... Looks like they missed out on all the fun.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285811259474281650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr5Vca5hLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4emD3a26siA/s400/NovDec+2008+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the only time that my dad got on one of the tubes... yes it looks like he is bodyslamming my mom, but don't worry, no one actually got hurt in the posing of this picture... Don't they look cute though?? I love my mom and dad, they are the best in the whole world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285811588809926706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr5onSoqDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gctKgCqhMgo/s400/NovDec+2008+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And here's a few more pic's... A super cute one of my mom and Leon, they were telling me how different it looks up by the water tower now from when they were growing up... and telling me that you used to be able to point out things like people's houses and stores, Now all you see is a brilliantly beautiful light that makes your jaw drop. And one of my Cousin (who thinks its funny to lob snowballs at people namely me as they cruise by him on thier tube) and his super cute family... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285812997664926450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr66nr16vI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SPTqX2PmC9k/s320/NovDec+2008+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285813003511048178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr669dqp_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/hN6LGqdg7BY/s320/NovDec+2008+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got done with all of the tubing fun we hopped down to the cemetery and built some snowmen by my grandparents headstone and then took a group picture of everyone... This ended up turning into a snowball fight which ended up in Jory and I in the snow... him putting my face in the snow, and Phil paying Jory back for that by putting his face in the snow.... It was definitely worth it to watch Phil take Jory down. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285814599943508690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr8X4o00tI/AAAAAAAAAPI/kFabPc21TU0/s320/NovDec+2008+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes I'm pointing at the "face part" that is in a very obsure place... Someone said it was supposed to be a button, but I thought that you were supposed to have more than just one button... And the snowman next to me looked like snoopy... he was awesome!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285815267076150226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr8-t5pE9I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_McKUKmLRCg/s400/NovDec+2008+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out how wet my pants are.... They are completly soaked all the way up to my mid thigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-6223321249829250325?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6223321249829250325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=6223321249829250325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/6223321249829250325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/6223321249829250325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/extreme-tubing.html' title='Extreme Tubing'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr1xTMa9DI/AAAAAAAAANg/mxvovsOnNpI/s72-c/NovDec+2008+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-7828292816687506181</id><published>2008-12-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:25:53.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brecken's 2nd B-day</title><content type='html'>Brecken had his second birthday and he was so cute! It was so funny watching him open his presents because he'd get one open and want to see it and play with it, but instead he would have another package thrown in his face and the present that he received would get set into the pile... But he was a good sport and he had fun playing peek-a-boo with this bag... Look at how funny he is... We love him so much, he's such a snot and has so much attitude sometimes&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr0CveNjwI/AAAAAAAAANI/FRMhl8YEWK0/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285805440612798210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr0CveNjwI/AAAAAAAAANI/FRMhl8YEWK0/s320/NovDec+2008+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, but he is so cute and he makes everything so much fun!!! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr0CxPTQsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sNJLcZm4cnI/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285805441087128258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr0CxPTQsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sNJLcZm4cnI/s320/NovDec+2008+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr0DLhpmcI/AAAAAAAAANY/8UfBVlndAl8/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285805448143411650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr0DLhpmcI/AAAAAAAAANY/8UfBVlndAl8/s320/NovDec+2008+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-7828292816687506181?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7828292816687506181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=7828292816687506181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/7828292816687506181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/7828292816687506181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/breckens-2nd-b-day.html' title='Brecken&apos;s 2nd B-day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVr0CveNjwI/AAAAAAAAANI/FRMhl8YEWK0/s72-c/NovDec+2008+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-5505977268827011861</id><published>2008-12-30T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:06:15.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenn's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For jenn's birthday this year we celebrated for like three days straight. On the Saturday morning before made jenn a surprize breakfast with everyone there, and then all of us went to see Bolt. It was tonz of fun. Here are some of the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrtbf_zptI/AAAAAAAAALw/NMym1BSpXDQ/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285798169374074578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrtbf_zptI/AAAAAAAAALw/NMym1BSpXDQ/s320/NovDec+2008+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pic's from that morning.... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrtmIon7NI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_lpzN5VgrLk/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285798352081382610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrtmIon7NI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_lpzN5VgrLk/s200/NovDec+2008+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrtuCv7-vI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gcSNVBoJ0KY/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285798487940397810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrtuCv7-vI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gcSNVBoJ0KY/s200/NovDec+2008+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285798817345323762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVruBN4MQvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BF_neEWa9-o/s320/NovDec+2008+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next morning Megs and Jeremy came over and had breakfast with us. Jenn wanted to try out Pumpkin Buttermilk Waffles. They were brave and nice enough to try them out with us... I reccomend the syrup but not not as much the waffles... they were ok but not fantastic. We had a great time, but sadly I have no pic's of the event, you can imagine though how great it was. Then to conclude her birthday ceremony's that night the family got back together and had cake and ice cream with her.... Here are a few of the fun snap shots from the night... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVru8SWBs4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bqWzLopiOHA/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285799832156484482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVru8SWBs4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bqWzLopiOHA/s320/NovDec+2008+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrvLqrq50I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Bxhg1H-2PH0/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285800096387753794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrvLqrq50I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Bxhg1H-2PH0/s320/NovDec+2008+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-5505977268827011861?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5505977268827011861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=5505977268827011861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/5505977268827011861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/5505977268827011861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/jenns-birthday.html' title='Jenn&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrtbf_zptI/AAAAAAAAALw/NMym1BSpXDQ/s72-c/NovDec+2008+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-4660256249203591700</id><published>2008-12-30T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:12:08.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrestling</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid my brothers wrestled. I got dragged from high school gym to high school gym to watch and stupport them. It's crazy the games you can come up with when stuck on bleachers for hours and hours... I haven't been to a wrestling match since I was like 10 or so but Kyle is now old enough to participate in city sports and he signed up for wrestling of all things (Including quite a few others, but this is all I got pictures of.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrrtCxpcNI/AAAAAAAAALo/HrGLxbHSmfQ/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285796271744446674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrrtCxpcNI/AAAAAAAAALo/HrGLxbHSmfQ/s320/NovDec+2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at how cute he is in his singlet... And yes he is posing, I know he looks like is listening or watching something intently, but no he is posing.... In this one too... That's right... He's flashing signs at me.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrqpvim5QI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZedhQEOyJhw/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285795115529856258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrqpvim5QI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZedhQEOyJhw/s320/NovDec+2008+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is the last one I am posting... Look at how cute he is when he is actually wrestling... I seriously love it... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285795711064337154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrrMaFF6wI/AAAAAAAAALg/9bkKiZcs4dE/s320/NovDec+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This kid that he wrestled was such a tough kid. He probably could have beat me up if he had tried. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-4660256249203591700?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4660256249203591700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=4660256249203591700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/4660256249203591700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/4660256249203591700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/wrestling.html' title='Wrestling'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVrrtCxpcNI/AAAAAAAAALo/HrGLxbHSmfQ/s72-c/NovDec+2008+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-3758079578499629296</id><published>2008-12-30T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:37:06.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelley and Jill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVroU7Y0-DI/AAAAAAAAALI/4MjhGZNGbD0/s1600-h/NovDec+2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285792558909552690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVroU7Y0-DI/AAAAAAAAALI/4MjhGZNGbD0/s400/NovDec+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This cute picture of my two awesome sister in laws was taken at Tia Pan. We had a blast there that night and found these awesome purses that I talked them into putting on their heads so I could blog about them on it. Oops... I seems like maybe it took me a long time to put it on here since this was taken a week before Thanksgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But serioulsy look at how cute and fun these two girls are. We have such a great time hanging out together... How is it possible that my two crazy weird brothers ended up with such great wives that are so fun to hangout with.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-3758079578499629296?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3758079578499629296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=3758079578499629296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/3758079578499629296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/3758079578499629296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/kelley-and-jill.html' title='Kelley and Jill'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SVroU7Y0-DI/AAAAAAAAALI/4MjhGZNGbD0/s72-c/NovDec+2008+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-6254898413717623976</id><published>2008-11-02T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:02:48.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was on Friday. It was very fun. My Mom, Dad, Carol, and I all went to see aunt Tilly, when we got there they were having a Halloween party, so we walked around and talked to some of the resididents and to some of her new friends, one cute little old man asked if I was dressed up as the "Tin Woman" because my mom was Elphaba and my aunt was Glinda. It was cute. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264301146499338834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6OAFPGUlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TEk8-kxxfNI/s400/Halloween+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After visiting Aunt Tilly we went to steve and kelley's and Chris and Jill came over. Look at how cute the kids all look in their costumes!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6OhI6TuZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MXWbR5PSBVI/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264301714421561746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6OhI6TuZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MXWbR5PSBVI/s400/Halloween+2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out Kyles Beard!! He will be so handsome when he is older and can grow a real one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out how scary sarah looks! I think that she was pretty tired because she apparently turned into &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6QRUSK9pI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rPuV-mS3Yf4/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a monster.. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6P1IEzVlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ElGgL17rKeg/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264303157306152530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6P1IEzVlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ElGgL17rKeg/s400/Halloween+2008+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6Ra44ZBxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DSJCx1eSHBE/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264304905574221586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6Ra44ZBxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DSJCx1eSHBE/s320/Halloween+2008+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does my dad make a super cute witch or what?? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6Sh76C57I/AAAAAAAAAK8/oYWpidpL920/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264306126157178802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6Sh76C57I/AAAAAAAAAK8/oYWpidpL920/s320/Halloween+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom dressed up as Elphaba as I already told you, but what I didn't tell you is that when you take off all of the green except for what was around her eyes and give her some crazy hat hair her costume changes to the Joker from The Dark Knight. Awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-6254898413717623976?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6254898413717623976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=6254898413717623976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/6254898413717623976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/6254898413717623976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6OAFPGUlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TEk8-kxxfNI/s72-c/Halloween+2008+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-5902415699205144686</id><published>2008-11-02T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:01:26.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>On Monday the Christensen side of the family had a Halloween get together. It was pretty fun we all ate chilly and hamburger stew and just spent time together enjoyig one anothers company. Carving pumpkins and talking. NO ONE but Me, Jenn, and the Kids (Kyle, Joey, Sarah and Brecken) dressed up. SO LAME! So that was kind of embarrassing but what do you do... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ59F29s6YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gg5iYyxmbNk/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264282554049816962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ59F29s6YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gg5iYyxmbNk/s320/Halloween+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how cute these girls are!!! They are the cutest little cousins. Baily (the one on Sue's lap...) is so stinking cute, she is the most social little girl I've ever met!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264283405444448658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ593aqAAZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6hWhj58XcFU/s400/Halloween+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a bunch of people carving pumpkins... Jory is blocking Carol's face with his awesome pose... And I'm not 100% sure what Phill is doing... maybe Jess had a spider on her shoulder or something... Anyways... Jana who is next to Kelley is pretty much the best pumpkin carver that I have ever met, seriously she can carve anything at all... She free handed batman... So awesome I told her she is invited to all of my parties where pumpkin carving is involved. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284996543383218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ5_UB9jBrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BxdDekLYoMY/s400/Halloween+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok my family might be a little messed up... In this picture are two of my cousins, my dad and brothers... weird thing about it... My two cousins are dating. Yup that's right I now have two cousins that are dating... I know you are thinking, wow! Amy's family is SO messed up, but Nate is my cousin on my mom's side, and his girlfriend is my cousin on my dad's side, like my grandpa's brothers granddaughter (however you would say that...) CRAZY RIGHT!! I thought so anyways and decided that I'd better share it with all of you... Anyways the funniest part is that I hadn't ever met her until she showed up with Nate... Teasing them was a very fun part of the night for us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264287562603699410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ6BpZSAHNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bGzrlaCXlPI/s400/Halloween+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are me and the kids in my awesome costume showing off the pumpkin that Kyle and I carved... It was a crazy pumpkin and Kyle told me how to carve it... It had a circle eye a square eye a rectangle nose a rectangle mouth and a mustache. It was pretty much the coolest pumpkin anyone has ever created.. Very fun ending to a very fun night. Plus I want you to see that my toes are pointed... Yep I'm not sure what I was doing but they are definitely pointed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-5902415699205144686?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5902415699205144686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=5902415699205144686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/5902415699205144686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/5902415699205144686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkins'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQ59F29s6YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gg5iYyxmbNk/s72-c/Halloween+2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-1861669835496244239</id><published>2008-10-26T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:09:08.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Cookies</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday of this week me and Jenn, Steve and Kelley, Megan and Jeremy, and my Dad all decided to bake cookies, sugar cookies in fact. It was super fun... I'm pretty sure that before that the last time I had made sugar cookies was like three years ago, so I had lots of fun. In fact since then I have made cupcakes and more sugar cookies. Me and Megan cut them all out... Jenn and Jeremy helped frost them, Steve and Dad played rockband all night, and Kelley bounced inbetween the two of our groups helping here and there and keeping us all entertained. The kids all played very good together and I sadly didn't get any pictures of them at all. :( But here are some of the pictures of the adults from the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVIIamuQBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/P8Y2CzK1XBw/s1600-h/picture+a+day+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691049070182418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVIIamuQBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/P8Y2CzK1XBw/s320/picture+a+day+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;night. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVItRnea7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-rSu5I0lUoQ/s1600-h/picture+a+day+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691682312580018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVItRnea7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-rSu5I0lUoQ/s320/picture+a+day+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692328319961458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVJS4LoyXI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_mAc_JFDo54/s400/picture+a+day+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVJkcxCJrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3TJZpsxMqjI/s1600-h/picture+a+day+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692630198265522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVJkcxCJrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3TJZpsxMqjI/s400/picture+a+day+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692849931691810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVJxPVkJyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5mgZmUev1Bo/s200/picture+a+day+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVJ_qpuKpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CzJJTXsuIds/s1600-h/picture+a+day+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVKPTVR9dI/AAAAAAAAAI8/IpOWlt4S3XI/s1600-h/picture+a+day+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261693366400316882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVKPTVR9dI/AAAAAAAAAI8/IpOWlt4S3XI/s320/picture+a+day+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261693638934127970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVKfKmZ5WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/XhAS1QxbV1I/s400/picture+a+day+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then, yesterday Steve brought the kids over and they played and played with us. I gave Brecken a cupcake (see I really did make them...) but he dropped it on the ground and his puppy got it and started eating it... licking it off the floor, brecken decided that this was a great idea and started licking frosting off the floor too. It was totally cute and funny. Anyways... I wanted a picture of it but was too late with the camera, so instead I got this awesome of him chewing on the dogs leash... lol he's so cute! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVMrh8QlvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qj2BHCpVINc/s1600-h/picture+a+day+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696050381494002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVMrh8QlvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qj2BHCpVINc/s400/picture+a+day+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVM1n1egBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8Vueg90HO0k/s1600-h/picture+a+day+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696223762350098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVM1n1egBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8Vueg90HO0k/s400/picture+a+day+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-1861669835496244239?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1861669835496244239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=1861669835496244239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/1861669835496244239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/1861669835496244239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/baking-cookies.html' title='Baking Cookies'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SQVIIamuQBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/P8Y2CzK1XBw/s72-c/picture+a+day+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-2707339989786470528</id><published>2008-10-18T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:46:19.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People I Work WIth</title><content type='html'>Alright so todays post is to introduce you to people I work with... We have fun sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo34NXS5DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/IDJiCE-llEo/s1600-h/picture+a+day+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258576953708045362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo34NXS5DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/IDJiCE-llEo/s320/picture+a+day+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nick the Man Whore"&lt;br /&gt;He is very good at keeping us entertained at work with his awesome stories of how he can woe women into thinking he is cute or something... We love him for it. (Left)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Travis... he's the new guy, I don't have a nick-name for him yet, but he is very fun to politic with... Wonder what we are going to talk about after the election... Humm... (Bottom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258577706139059746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo4kAY1BiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Dzmg-LVcEkM/s200/picture+a+day+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258578257783556226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo5EHbICII/AAAAAAAAAHc/wSY5MMrRylE/s400/picture+a+day+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This awesome picture is of Natalie's butt... She wouldn't let me take a picture of her face, so I snapped this one of her butt... I warned her that if she wouldn't stop being lame I would post this one... she wouldn't so here is her back end... it's almost as cute as her face... (Top)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Jordan... He as well doesn't have a nickname... But he is great... Right here he is wearing a gas mask because he thinks that someone is trying to kill him using toxic gases... Ok really he was painting in the hangar or something but I thought he looked pretty awesome. (Bottom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258579214349322274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo57y6LSCI/AAAAAAAAAHk/54EWRd4c31c/s400/picture+a+day+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo6lqttN6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/mf5qaj5TnDg/s1600-h/picture+a+day+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258579933704042402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo6lqttN6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/mf5qaj5TnDg/s320/picture+a+day+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hess" or "Grumpy Pants" is what we call this awesome face. He is really funny and pretty good at being grumpy although you couldn't tell by looking at this picture... He was pretty cool about letting me take it... Look he looked at me and smiled and everything. (Left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo7QQVMAZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/v-xTXVFSW_w/s1600-h/picture+a+day+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258580665356255634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo7QQVMAZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/v-xTXVFSW_w/s200/picture+a+day+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian, he is one of the Maintenence guys, he drives a 1993 Geo Metro, ok really it's a Civic but it looks like a Geo... So awesome. He's pretty awesome. (Right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Thug, he is fun, pretty sure he wishes that he really was a thug, but he's too sweet and smart for that, but he puts on a good front. (Bottom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258581371445312322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo75Wt7-0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/lUqYEM98X3A/s320/picture+a+day+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-2707339989786470528?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2707339989786470528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=2707339989786470528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2707339989786470528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2707339989786470528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-i-work-with.html' title='People I Work WIth'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPo34NXS5DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/IDJiCE-llEo/s72-c/picture+a+day+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-8242511867871001261</id><published>2008-10-16T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:08:11.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgOul3aFbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/B3s1Os1OGps/s1600-h/picture+a+day+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257968758556333490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgOul3aFbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/B3s1Os1OGps/s400/picture+a+day+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm pretty sure that I'm not usually this amazed by how beautiful everything is around this time of year, but this year I seem to be very sensitive to it, I love everything! For the last week on my way to work I keep seeing all of these corn fields that I have been dying to take pictures of... I finally pulled over and just did it today, here they are! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgPNTf6OxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hC5OATiN0M8/s1600-h/picture+a+day+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257969286201883410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgPNTf6OxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hC5OATiN0M8/s320/picture+a+day+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgPgrnQk_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/9BLjM0mEtS0/s1600-h/picture+a+day+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257969619092673522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgPgrnQk_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/9BLjM0mEtS0/s320/picture+a+day+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-8242511867871001261?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8242511867871001261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=8242511867871001261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8242511867871001261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8242511867871001261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/corn.html' title='Corn'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgOul3aFbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/B3s1Os1OGps/s72-c/picture+a+day+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-8264668117668462710</id><published>2008-10-16T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:56:45.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night Jill and I went to a movie, we saw The Dutchess no one else would go with us because they all thought that is sounded "Lame" When we got back the kids were (sadly) already in bed, but the dog was still up so we played and played... She is so funny, she loves to chase keys... what dog loves chasing keys?? I've never even heard of one other than Indy... she's so sweet and cute... Anyways I didn't take pictures yesterday so they ended up being of her... here they are... Check&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgLSBTUvPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8pTP2EdC2I0/s1600-h/picture+a+day+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out her eyes! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgK3ZOYgrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sORraQeTjT4/s1600-h/picture+a+day+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AWESOME!!! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgMWwvQRvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZX07bHJj7OE/s1600-h/picture+a+day+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257966150134810354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgMWwvQRvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZX07bHJj7OE/s320/picture+a+day+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257965329458996994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgLm_e5JwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3t-HARE7_qg/s400/picture+a+day+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgMPalpLyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QFXvVlW7Meo/s1600-h/picture+a+day+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgL2VMnk4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/6yG_WE8fXlw/s1600-h/picture+a+day+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-8264668117668462710?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8264668117668462710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=8264668117668462710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8264668117668462710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8264668117668462710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/indy.html' title='Indy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPgMWwvQRvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZX07bHJj7OE/s72-c/picture+a+day+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-873145054522207281</id><published>2008-10-14T23:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:00:50.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning</title><content type='html'>After work today I had to run some stuff to my uncle Leon who was cleaning out my grandparents house with my other aunts and uncles (mom was absent; due to the fact that she is home sick today) When I got there they were going through some awesome treasures down in the basement. They (begrudgingly) let me take some pictures of them as they were doing it. Look at how great all of them are. I love them so much. I pretty much have the greatest family on the earth.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPWF1YiktmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/odJVE8V731E/s1600-h/picture+a+day+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255292191946338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPWF1YiktmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/odJVE8V731E/s320/picture+a+day+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255433590876306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPWF9nStKJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VQtyceUxeYk/s320/picture+a+day+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPWGFCNCUII/AAAAAAAAAFU/NcJhVPmpkg4/s1600-h/picture+a+day+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255561073938562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPWGFCNCUII/AAAAAAAAAFU/NcJhVPmpkg4/s320/picture+a+day+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257255805874661218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPWGTSKE52I/AAAAAAAAAFc/bVLoRQwuvsU/s400/picture+a+day+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-873145054522207281?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/873145054522207281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=873145054522207281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/873145054522207281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/873145054522207281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/cleaning.html' title='Cleaning'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPWF1YiktmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/odJVE8V731E/s72-c/picture+a+day+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-6212606047292120673</id><published>2008-10-13T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:30:04.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQcsT73AxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wWtMLKx8v-M/s1600-h/picture+a+day+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858212639376146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQcsT73AxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wWtMLKx8v-M/s400/picture+a+day+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well today was basically.... hum what should I call it, oh ya! A Monday! Today was a total Monday, work was terrible pretty much the worst day that I've had there for a month at least, so needless to say I was in a very bad mood when I got home, but tonight was supposed to be canoeing in the moonlight night and so I decided that it was going to be awesome no matter how bad my day was. I met up with Emilee (my lets do random outdoors stuff person) and we got some dinner. While we were eating we decided that it was too cold to go canoeing and vetoed it so instead we had a blast hanging out at dinner and laughing... I was complaining about a weird whisker thing growing out of my face and Emilee pulls out some tweezers and is all, "Want me to pull it for you?" It was totally great... I was so proud and surprised that she had tweezers... Maybe it's a Mary Poppins bag. If so Em, where can I get one?  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQdQsPGxvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MJZpTKVGw1U/s1600-h/picture+a+day+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858837637842674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQdQsPGxvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MJZpTKVGw1U/s200/picture+a+day+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQc5-B4OFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aFzgOofDaQQ/s1600-h/picture+a+day+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858447277209682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQc5-B4OFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aFzgOofDaQQ/s200/picture+a+day+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858630448986018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQdEoZbt6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/s0YkjFDfpC0/s200/picture+a+day+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright 1st picture is Emilee helping me tweeze my face. 2ND picture is on here only because Emilee looks so completely amazing what she is doing with her hand and her chin I'm not sure, maybe her chin itched... And the 3rd picture was taken so we could show everyone on my blog just how sad it is that the stupid cold weather made it so we couldn't go canoeing but I was laughing too hard due to the last picture to be very sad faceish. Can you blame me?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-6212606047292120673?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6212606047292120673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=6212606047292120673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/6212606047292120673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/6212606047292120673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPQcsT73AxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wWtMLKx8v-M/s72-c/picture+a+day+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-8545363034184142388</id><published>2008-10-12T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:42:10.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>So I have been really bad about updating and adding pictures to my blog this last week I'm going to catch up today which means that I'm adding I think four different pictures. Here they are: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Amazing Women:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494423018496162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLR09_W4KI/AAAAAAAAADM/B-9OXZgQBjk/s400/picture+a+day+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are two of the most beautiful and most amazing people that I know. On the left is my Aunt Tillie and on the right is my Mom. Aren't they just beautiful? My Aunt Tillie recently got home from the hospital and my mom and I went down to see her. She is doing so good, and looks better than I have seen her in months! We all had such a good time just sitting around talking and laughing and catching up on each others lives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Abstract Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256497354852410050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLUfn7CIsI/AAAAAAAAADU/afCIkEhtkxA/s320/picture+a+day+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK I know that your looking at this picture thinking, "What in the world is that..." It kinda looks like a poster board that someone has scribbled on but no it is in fact the remains of a whole sheet cake that sat at work for no longer than three days before being completely devoured by all of us. It was so fattening and creamy and soft and good. Anyways I put the picture on here because although it is very cheesy and lame I also thought that it was kind of cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256501417618435362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLYMG577SI/AAAAAAAAADs/dGL02X0oN84/s320/picture+a+day+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Me, Jenn and my Parents all went to breakfast. After we were finished eating I got a little bit creative with the stuff on the table, it started with one coke glass, then two, then turned into this collage with Jenn and my Dad posing in the background. Taking these pictures was crazy fun for some reason, we were all laughing and joking, it was a grand old time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Snow Day in October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLZ5ulVY4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/REqsXpLuATo/s1600-h/picture+a+day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLaPyQqs6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/CqTfTj0ocnA/s1600-h/picture+a+day+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLaed5bxOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yr7DfX-97_k/s1600-h/picture+a+day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256503932051244258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLaed5bxOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yr7DfX-97_k/s320/picture+a+day+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLazyN-9lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/P__DkPCjf5Y/s1600-h/picture+a+day+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256504298283398738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLazyN-9lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/P__DkPCjf5Y/s320/picture+a+day+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know it snowed today. It's the 12th of October and it snowed! It snowed so much that it stuck, I was very shocked when I woke up this morning, I mean the weather had said snow, and it snowed yesterday, but it did what it was supposed to do and melted away when it touched the ground... I decided that even though I was so disappointed that it had snowed I had better take advantage of it and get some sweet pictures, here they are, I was in my parents back yard, I have others, but these are my favorites, I really like the one of the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256504794283971026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLbQp9vEdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dg9bMJ4wx4c/s400/picture+a+day+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-8545363034184142388?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8545363034184142388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=8545363034184142388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8545363034184142388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/8545363034184142388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SPLR09_W4KI/AAAAAAAAADM/B-9OXZgQBjk/s72-c/picture+a+day+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-2476235589997166233</id><published>2008-10-09T00:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:40:57.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2jJMcfGGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/YkFKeDCJ-OM/s1600-h/Amy%27s+Camera+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255035718566090850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2jJMcfGGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/YkFKeDCJ-OM/s200/Amy%27s+Camera+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2jQ-PXS6I/AAAAAAAAADE/CtTndqeSGFk/s1600-h/Amy%27s+Camera+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255035852191910818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2jQ-PXS6I/AAAAAAAAADE/CtTndqeSGFk/s200/Amy%27s+Camera+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255035108462782498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2ilrohaCI/AAAAAAAAACk/dmxqWWxLEQ8/s200/Amy%27s+Camera+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2ilrohaCI/AAAAAAAAACk/dmxqWWxLEQ8/s1600-h/Amy%27s+Camera+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I had a hard time taking a picture today, I really wanted to take one of the leaves changing up in the mountains, because I was up there today and all I could think was how beautiful it was and how amazing God is for giving us the scenery that he does. He surrounds us with so many things that can just strike "awe" in to us if we take the time to look at them, but so many times in our lives we just hustle and bustle and don't pay attention to the things he has given us. So that's what I wanted to take a pictue of, but by the time I decided what I wanted to take it of and went to take it it was too dark for it to turn out. I was very sad, I then tried taking pictures of Megan and her daughter Lexi but Lexi did not want her picture taken and kept crying in them and she just looked sad which is definitely not something that makes me happy....&lt;br /&gt;I was shopping and I saw these pumpkins and I got so excited while looking at them that I kept thinking about them the whole time I was in the store and standing in line, trying to decide when I was going to buy a pumpkin to carve and how I was going to carve it. I decided that they would definitely be the pictures that I use for my picture today... The bottom picture is of my favorite pumpkin. I love it, pretty sure that you could make anything with that pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2iKXar4UI/AAAAAAAAACU/meiTj8enO38/s1600-h/Amy%27s+Camera+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2iKZtlesI/AAAAAAAAACc/9Hnjx_ejB9g/s1600-h/Amy%27s+Camera+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034639795714754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2iKZtlesI/AAAAAAAAACc/9Hnjx_ejB9g/s400/Amy%27s+Camera+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-2476235589997166233?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2476235589997166233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=2476235589997166233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2476235589997166233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2476235589997166233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkins'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SO2jJMcfGGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/YkFKeDCJ-OM/s72-c/Amy%27s+Camera+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-5684733072172334689</id><published>2008-10-07T21:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:51:30.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOwryelwndI/AAAAAAAAACE/KsRTZV83JFA/s1600-h/100_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254623011439418834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOwryelwndI/AAAAAAAAACE/KsRTZV83JFA/s400/100_0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have worked at Million Air for almost three years and as you are about to get to the Airport the view has never ceased to amaze me.... This is it. It is breath taking no matter what time of day or what time of year it is. I have been meaning to take a picture of it since the day I started, but pulling off to the side of the road to snap a picture of what looks like nothing to the average student driving down to class just seemed kinda embarrassing, but since I didn't have anything else in mind to take a picture of today I decided that I would finally pull over and do it... I kept wishing that I had Jenn's camera because it is so much better but this was the best one I was able to get. Isn't it beautiful? I love Utah for this view, how do people live with out the Mountains? I love the beach and I think that it is amazingly beautiful but there is something about the colors and the texture in the mountains that can't be compared to anything else in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-5684733072172334689?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5684733072172334689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=5684733072172334689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/5684733072172334689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/5684733072172334689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/mountain-view.html' title='Mountain View'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOwryelwndI/AAAAAAAAACE/KsRTZV83JFA/s72-c/100_0629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-4179948815144711097</id><published>2008-10-06T22:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:39:06.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOrmUJF1HNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QQoUBV0YtVo/s1600-h/100_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254265148993248466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOrmUJF1HNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QQoUBV0YtVo/s320/100_0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOrjnuLX8KI/AAAAAAAAABs/CsqSIVAzxm0/s1600-h/100_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOrjnuLX8KI/AAAAAAAAABs/CsqSIVAzxm0/s1600-h/100_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jenn and I went out of town two weeks ago to Disneyland for a week, when we did we got rid of all of our food except we left in our fridge a dozen eggs and in our cupboard a thing of soup and some fruit roll-ups. When we got back from Disneyland we were going to go shopping but we were going out of town again the next weekend, and both of us were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; really busy last week so we didn't go shopping at all really. We didn't even have milk or bread to eat. So today the thing that made me the happiest was that Jenn went grocery shopping on her way home from work and look at all of the fruits and veggies she bought! Don't they look so yummy? Seriously I'm so excited to eat them, greasy nasty fast food can get so old so quick. YEA for the best part of my day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-4179948815144711097?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4179948815144711097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=4179948815144711097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/4179948815144711097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/4179948815144711097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOrmUJF1HNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QQoUBV0YtVo/s72-c/100_0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-3419743681028665393</id><published>2008-10-06T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:15:48.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOreJYbzACI/AAAAAAAAABU/bkpgwJV7wmA/s1600-h/100_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254256168040333346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOreJYbzACI/AAAAAAAAABU/bkpgwJV7wmA/s400/100_0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Today at work Alexis was cleaning the window seals off and she found this little guy just hanging out right in the center of his web. She came and grabbed me to show me him and ask if I knew what kind of spider he was... Automatically as I walked up to the window I said that it was for sure a black widow until I actually looked at it and saw that there is no red belly... it's got like wite marks down its belly instead of the red dot.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We asked Larry because he is usually the fountain of random knowledge and we thought for sure he would know, but he didn't even know what it was, he told us that it was Charlotte from Charlotte's Web, but although this spider does look like an amazing web maker, I just don't think that there are going to be words in the web tomorrow, don't worry I'll take a picture and let you know if it happens... and probably cut out newspaper clippings for it too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOreJnbAM-I/AAAAAAAAABc/vVJg85vEi24/s1600-h/100_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254256172063536098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOreJnbAM-I/AAAAAAAAABc/vVJg85vEi24/s400/100_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick took this pictures for me. I really wanted a picture of it from the outside of the window, but I was way too afraid to actually go outside to take the picture, who knows if that spider was just waiting on his web for me to come outside and snap a picture of him so he could then turn around and attack me with multiple spider bites, because I mean look at him... He's HUGE and looks like he could be pretty mean if the wrong papratize crowd came taking pictures of him, like Gary Coleman or somethig. Plus Nick is very good friends with most spiders, there was one in my office the other day and he practically threatened to kill me if I killed the spider, so I figured that they were probably on speaking terms or something and the spider wouldn't mind as much if he took the picture. They are pretty sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-3419743681028665393?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3419743681028665393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=3419743681028665393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/3419743681028665393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/3419743681028665393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/spiders.html' title='Spiders'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOreJYbzACI/AAAAAAAAABU/bkpgwJV7wmA/s72-c/100_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-4133118562752764107</id><published>2008-10-04T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:04:16.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOgumnHX9VI/AAAAAAAAABM/bpd6zvea7HY/s1600-h/100_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253500206197503314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOgumnHX9VI/AAAAAAAAABM/bpd6zvea7HY/s400/100_0605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my aunt Carol ran in the marathon down in St. George, she is so amazing I can't even believe that she is capable of it, to me seems like an impossible goal that could never be accomplished and this is her 7th. She trained for it all by herself. WOW! She is so insprational to me, I seriously want to be just like her. One day I will find what she has and be able to run in a half marathon (why set myself up for anything more just yet.) She is in better shape than I have ever been and she's my aunt... My picture of today is of her. It would have been of her at the race but it was raining and I didn't have my camera because I didn't want it to get wet... :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-4133118562752764107?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4133118562752764107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=4133118562752764107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/4133118562752764107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/4133118562752764107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOgumnHX9VI/AAAAAAAAABM/bpd6zvea7HY/s72-c/100_0605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-2194335606160880734</id><published>2008-10-03T23:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:24:42.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOb9RfNNbBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C0Ra2kVDSuY/s1600-h/100_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253164492250770450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOb9RfNNbBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C0Ra2kVDSuY/s400/100_0600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cute is Sarah?? We are down in St. George, and she has just played and played and played today, and finally she just dropped while watching Jenn play a game on her computer. She slept there for almost a whole hour before she even started stirring. This is my picture of the day. Definitely made me happy, wouldn't it be great to be that age again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-2194335606160880734?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2194335606160880734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=2194335606160880734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2194335606160880734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/2194335606160880734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOb9RfNNbBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C0Ra2kVDSuY/s72-c/100_0600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727834152129694365.post-1230661237007455323</id><published>2008-10-02T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:40:34.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Jenn and Megan my only two friends decided that this month we are going to take a picture a day of something that makes us happy and then put them up on our blogs... I was over ruled in the decision as to whether or not i would join thier group so here I am starting a blog and taking a picture a day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are my two pictures to start the month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796942892250242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOWu_TJZtII/AAAAAAAAAAk/hzmjGN8mQWk/s400/100_0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This picture if of Megan and Jeremy... they definitely make me happy, Megan because she let me teach her how to do her make up tonight and it was a total blast... and Jeremy because he totally looks awesome in the back of the picture.. Pretty sure he didn't know that it was supposed to be of him too.... OOPS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796946684340114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOWu_hRgZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ayCqvIJ3pcE/s400/100_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is supposedly my second day's photo... it is thanks to Megan and Jeremy too... this is their mouse pad.... I know, it looks like I took a picture of a crazy world rug and then shrunk it to look like a mouse pad, but no it really is their mouse pad! I love it! Probably will steal it soon to use at work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727834152129694365-1230661237007455323?l=theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1230661237007455323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=727834152129694365&amp;postID=1230661237007455323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/1230661237007455323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727834152129694365/posts/default/1230661237007455323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theawesomelifeofamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-day.html' title='A Picture a Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02421363925049500146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7keFGCi3kWc/SOWu_TJZtII/AAAAAAAAAAk/hzmjGN8mQWk/s72-c/100_0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
