<?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-2253668778158442334</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:07:51.679-08:00</updated><category term='blabber'/><category term='vacations'/><title type='text'>The Whittier Way</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-8829538655499972210</id><published>2011-04-24T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T09:48:39.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that my redeemer lives.&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7lXmP5rqn9I/TbRSZ6GEg7I/AAAAAAAAAh8/nG0QsKyfJ4Y/s320/jesus-with-children-0410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What comfort this sweet sentence gives.  He lives-He lives, who once was dead-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the lines to this song.  Today is Easter-usually a fun day.  Carley has been sick so its been no fun at all.  As she was lying on the couch with her head on my lap. I thought, "Oh how I wish I could take the pain away from her."  It made me think about my savior and my heavenly father and how he must think the same thing every-time I have pain or sorrow.  I am so grateful for my savior and for the knowledge I have that he suffered for me to be able to live with him again.  Happy Easter!!!  &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;&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;&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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-8829538655499972210?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/8829538655499972210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=8829538655499972210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8829538655499972210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8829538655499972210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7lXmP5rqn9I/TbRSZ6GEg7I/AAAAAAAAAh8/nG0QsKyfJ4Y/s72-c/jesus-with-children-0410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-1421089782372302978</id><published>2011-03-26T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:40:38.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I so behind?</title><content type='html'>I always make a goal to update this blog.  I never get around to it.  But tonight I made  myself sit down at the computer to do it.  So here goes!!  Lets see since my last post. We've run a marathon-gotten a second job, gotten a dog, had a christmas, and my 35th birthday.  Thats right I said 35.   It was traumatic to me too at first, but im trying to embrace my age.  Which is really saying im denying it! But I have a list of 35 new things I want to do in my 35th year and I hope I get to finish them all.  So this is gonna turn into my 35 blog! But before I let you in on my 35 things I need to post pics of our last 6 months.  So here they are!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FG10Z_yuQoo/TY6sZlB8rqI/AAAAAAAAAg8/wW9OpddKdSc/s320/149.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After running the St George Marathon.  My 3rd Marathon.  Kathy's 1st Gregg and Camie's 10th and Pandy's 6th.  I have Great siblings!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SvPktaxJY8/TY6svlA7KLI/AAAAAAAAAhc/NFu27wRjUlo/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ib6ODdnavuE/TY6sZyQeDzI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wvBU345hm_4/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carley wanted to be the queen of hearts for Halloween.  We couldnt find a costume- So I made this one.  It turned out AMAZING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynvDemrPDUc/TY6saDUX9UI/AAAAAAAAAhM/RSf8i_wcwBU/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone who knows me knows im a HUGE Utes fan.  They had the chance to play Notre Dame this year - I jumped at the chance!! This is a pic from the Sears tower.  Chicago is so cool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGoWzE65Sjk/TY6sauiHoFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/769juV4M0WI/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGoWzE65Sjk/TY6sauiHoFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/769juV4M0WI/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5LYArsgiEM/TY6rP6chaYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3OFBsZZgUwk/s320/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in front of Touchdown Jesus!  Go Utes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGoWzE65Sjk/TY6sauiHoFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/769juV4M0WI/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our seats were AMAZING right at ground level!!  It rained the whole time and the Utes played crappy, but it was such a great experience- to be at this holy field.  One of the best experiences of my life!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9eKmBRbxrg/TY6v_WYu1bI/AAAAAAAAAhk/QVIWwLZMXaw/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9eKmBRbxrg/TY6v_WYu1bI/AAAAAAAAAhk/QVIWwLZMXaw/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588597690489296306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Morning.  This is Carley's new Dog Roxy.  She is a cute dog but for sure a puppy!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gauxALGR60o/TY6wiL86BPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/nDqkzm2v0QQ/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I love the Utes- They went to the Vegas Bowl this year- So we decided to go to the game.  This was Carley on the long drive down!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv6n8YTgnxc/TY6wh1edO5I/AAAAAAAAAhs/jIGfztjebhc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv6n8YTgnxc/TY6wh1edO5I/AAAAAAAAAhs/jIGfztjebhc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588598282950359954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was us getting ready to go to the game.  We were so excited.  The Utes sadly lost but we had a great few days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-1421089782372302978?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/1421089782372302978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=1421089782372302978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1421089782372302978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1421089782372302978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-am-i-so-behind.html' title='Why am I so behind?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FG10Z_yuQoo/TY6sZlB8rqI/AAAAAAAAAg8/wW9OpddKdSc/s72-c/149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-1720936022969705102</id><published>2011-02-21T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:27:50.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from a 9 year old</title><content type='html'>So I havent posted forever and Carley is bored.  So I told her she could post on here. &lt;br /&gt;Here we go.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last christmas I wanted a puppy despretly, so I asked my Mom for one and the answer was ''At your Dads house''. So i asked my Dad ''At your moms house ''. Christmas was coming up and all I wanted was a puppy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas morning, I was coming into the living room &amp;amp; I heard a Dog squeel. I got a puppy (fianally)!!!!!! My Mom wanted to name it Marley, because it looked liked Marley on ''Marley &amp;amp; me'' &amp;amp; i wanted to name it Roxy. Since it was my dog i got to name it. So her Full name is ''Roxanne Shawdy Whittier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                      from,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; carley&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-1720936022969705102?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/1720936022969705102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=1720936022969705102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1720936022969705102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1720936022969705102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2011/02/thoughts-from-9-year-old.html' title='Thoughts from a 9 year old'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-1996323766501469969</id><published>2010-10-22T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:50:51.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimental Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems like lately I've been very nostalgic. I found a disk that was from my old computer before it died. I decided to see what was on it. It was full of pics and I took a walk down memory lane. It was such a good trip! Last night I was working and wanted to be done. My job is an easy one- Customer service, but there are some days, ok really, most days- I hate talking to irate, over reacting customers. I was trying to get VTO, (voluntary time off) something that is my guilty pleasure and I have a love/hate relationship with. Love it when I get it, Hate it on paydays! I digress-anyways- I was trying to get VTO and I heard Carley and my Dad laughing. Although I couldn't hear what he was saying to her it made her laugh, the kind of laugh that comes from deep within her belly. My favorite sound in the world. I wanted to know what was so funny- So I kept REALLY trying for VTO. I finally got it, and went to see what was so funny. They were at the table eating dinner. He was telling her stories from when he was little. The saying "Family- isn't it about time?" popped into my head. I am so grateful for my family. I really don't know how I could survive without them. I never thought as I was growing up that I would be in the place I am today. Who really thinks that they will be a divorced, single, mom, struggling to survive. I only know that I am who I am today because of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530933585307461218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TMHSyqyHZmI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nUhwHCNLHxo/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                            My Dad-&lt;br /&gt;He is my hero. He can be gruff, rough, angry, upset, compassionate, soft, gentle, understanding and loving. He is the worlds GREATEST grandpa. Just ask anyone of his grand kids. He is the babysitter for all the kids and they all love to be with grandpa. The best part about my dad is he "gets" me. My dad and I have a special bond. I go to him with any problems or concerns or when something good happens. I am very lucky to have him and I am proud to call him my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530938205414389298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TMHW_mBcdjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/sGh-wWJmjFY/s320/100_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                     My Mom-&lt;br /&gt;She is a very giving person. She is an amazing grandma. She tries to never miss an event that any of her kids and grand kids are in and because of that she is always on the go. She loves her church and will let you know her testimony of it. She is a talker and will make friends with whoever is around. She loves to dance and will dance for anyone around!! She is very charitable, trusting, loving, and kind. She is passionate about festival of trees. She loves to travel. I am proud to call her my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers and Sisters Ive talked about before and I think they are all amazing!! I'm am great full I have them in my life. I am proud to be a Bahr! This post is getting long- Here are some pics I found on that disc! Time marches on- whether we like it or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942803444429010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TMHbLPBO8NI/AAAAAAAAAf8/VLIx-fzCboU/s320/vcm_s_kf_repr_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Carley 7 months I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942797231005602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TMHbK331n6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/ZJAAqtU1L_M/s320/IM000177.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She had hermit crab that she loved almost 2 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942813506991378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TMHbL0gVdRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/NPpuhboPhzg/s320/100_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At Temple Square- 5 yrs old&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942808933619106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TMHbLjd9VaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ozPDAASibOI/s320/IM000923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Being Crazy like always!  almost 2 yrs old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-1996323766501469969?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/1996323766501469969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=1996323766501469969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1996323766501469969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1996323766501469969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/10/sentimental-journey.html' title='Sentimental Journey'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TMHSyqyHZmI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nUhwHCNLHxo/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-464708326757098899</id><published>2010-09-08T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:29:10.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer lovin'</title><content type='html'>I cant believe the summer is over already. It was a fun summer but it went by way to quickly. Being the Mom that I am I tried to pack as much into it as possible. Well that's not the exact truth. Usually in August I realize that we haven't done everything I wanted to do for the summer so we end up cramming fun stuff in the last few weeks of the summer! I guess that's OK for now. One day I will be on the ball and spread our fun over all the summer.... well maybe not!&lt;br /&gt;We hiked to Timp Cave on morning. I had forgotten how much of a bugger the hike was. We did have fun and the cave is still as cool as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744968772939458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhPVKqVbsI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ShBJXbiXZso/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Carley at the base of the mountain&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514745960758875890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhQO6GNlvI/AAAAAAAAAfA/mmTs3tM7qAo/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One of the cool tunnels on the way to the cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhQPZxIvJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Q564xEs5AUM/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514745969260412050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhQPZxIvJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Q564xEs5AUM/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally at the cave! Waiting for our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514745976895596658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhQP2NgaHI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aT4gcRuemOk/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Inside the cave. Carley looks like her head is on backwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514745991425707282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhQQsVwTRI/AAAAAAAAAfY/x19L2xINtII/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One of the cool formations. Me being super childish laughed at the ones that reminded me of other things!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744961511077058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhPUvm-NMI/AAAAAAAAAew/oDxtWf3m8fM/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to the aquarium with Kathy, Greg, Sky, and Damon. It was the first time I had been there. I was impressed that they could turn a craft store into an aquarium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744951557801314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhPUKh7RWI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nbaURk20lZk/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stingrays. Carley and Damon loved to touch them. Sky not so much. It took him awhile to get the courage to touch the slimy little suckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744939128495890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhPTcOjHxI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lHYvm7qZRjI/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Damon touching a ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744925995310642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhPSrTWnjI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Pz8icb1fnYQ/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I loved the jellyfishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744271721820226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhOsl8ZcEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hxCZfiYUMgg/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Damon, Carley, and Skyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744256248519138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhOrsTRmeI/AAAAAAAAAeA/QdtZYUtrhbs/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I decided it was time to teach Carley how to sew. She wanted to make a purse out of an old pair of jeans. We looked online for a pattern and decided to make our own. We measured and cut. She pinned it and then I taught her how to use the machine and she went to town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744264133491330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhOsJrMuoI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Z0KlHJPrxcc/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finished product! You can tell it was the end of the weekend- such a clean house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744235185138818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhOqd1X7II/AAAAAAAAAdw/jeTGYnwfWqs/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carley's first day of fourth grade. She is really excited to have the teacher she has. She is in a 4th/5th grade split class. I was a little worried, but she is doing amazing already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744246371915618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhOrHggl2I/AAAAAAAAAd4/RfsBoD10ZFA/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Standing outside of her classroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-464708326757098899?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/464708326757098899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=464708326757098899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/464708326757098899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/464708326757098899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-lovin.html' title='Summer lovin&apos;'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TIhPVKqVbsI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ShBJXbiXZso/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-89442143714620468</id><published>2010-08-01T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T11:58:57.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had the chance to go to Capital reef for a family reunion. It was a lot of fun and beautiful! I haven't ever been there before, and I fell in love wtih it. It really is indescribable! I also had the chance to go to Boston. My parents were going there for a week and Kathy and I decided we would meet them on the weekend. It was fast, fun trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509715051744418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8cWE-jKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/OnQzR319P_c/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful red rocks of capital reef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8bzNPrHI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-P7c2UShI9M/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509705691180146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8bzNPrHI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-P7c2UShI9M/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The deer were in our campground and really tame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8bUJkfCI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/v8XNt3DVmMk/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509697354267682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8bUJkfCI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/v8XNt3DVmMk/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carley sneaking up on a deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8a2Lw3TI/AAAAAAAAAdI/vCm5hyl-2j4/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509689310403890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8a2Lw3TI/AAAAAAAAAdI/vCm5hyl-2j4/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More amazing red cliffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509686348956050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8arJswZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/baC9QOnwbyY/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The sky seemed so blue against the red rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW79jM9HBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/d9ZDjZ9DQCs/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509185998920722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW79jM9HBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/d9ZDjZ9DQCs/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hiking to some petroglyphs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509180691578050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW79PblfMI/AAAAAAAAAcw/HPV4qmsyjn0/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Talent show at the reunion!! My Mom got a crazy idea that she heard from someone and suckered my Dad into doing it. My Dad bribed Carley 5 bucks to do it. I however could not be bribed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509166329290642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW78Z7WX5I/AAAAAAAAAcg/djSDhE-ElW4/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More hiking- well it seems more resting than hiking, but it was while we were hiking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500509155617779378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW77yBhrrI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TKCqc_X7zdM/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All of my Dad's siblings and their spouses except my Uncle Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500508577528461602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW7aIeSuSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1s0ATlBPVwA/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All of my cousins that were at the reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to Boston and my we decided to go to Cambridge and see Harvard first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW7ZspL1XI/AAAAAAAAAcI/shegsC2K4T0/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500508570057954674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW7ZspL1XI/AAAAAAAAAcI/shegsC2K4T0/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool brick fences are all over Harvard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500508561825834258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW7ZN-fpRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wGDvTn7-bUE/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Of course we had to see Fenway park and the big green monster. We tried to get tickets to the game but it was sold out and scalpers wanted at least $100 for tickets. Thats way to spendy for my budget so we just looked around it and took pics. Hopefully we will be back there soon to see a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500508556813437234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW7Y7TciTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/RwmmOY3qmtw/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We did the freedom walk and it was really cool. This is were Samuel Adams is buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500508547823592418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW7YZ0GY-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Wo2iSjbkshI/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Paul Revere's house. We were going to go in but it was a huge long line and super freaking hot, so we bypassed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500507747531546786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW6p0fm4KI/AAAAAAAAAbo/k4sw1He1yEE/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kathy and I went to my work party while we were there and it was at Thompson's Island. They shuttled us over on a ferry and there were a ton of sailboats. This is one that I thought was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500507741904957170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW6pfiH7vI/AAAAAAAAAbg/n1G3cvFV0SI/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bunker Hill. It was interesting to note that the battle of bunker hill actually was not on bunker hill. But very cool none the less!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500507729450229010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW6oxIr3RI/AAAAAAAAAbY/IBBHdrGXWTA/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We found this cool little town called Nantastic Beach. It isnt like most beaches Ive ever been too-very rocky. But there were still a lot of people laying out and playing in the ocean. The sun was starting to set and it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500507725061413026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW6ogyT2KI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ah4BXQrj1XA/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom and Dad at Nantastic Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500507716398601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW6oAg707I/AAAAAAAAAbI/KT39ixljA8I/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The beautiful sunset over downtown Boston.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-89442143714620468?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/89442143714620468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=89442143714620468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/89442143714620468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/89442143714620468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-had-chance-to-go-to-capital-reef-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TFW8cWE-jKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/OnQzR319P_c/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7449370237014616576</id><published>2010-07-21T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:22:42.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>Our family has a tradition on the 4th of July. We sleep out the night before the parade on the parade route. We have done it since I was young. This year was no exception. We had a blast and watched a fun parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496422337654980690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc2_qtygFI/AAAAAAAAAaA/vscu5m5hG3I/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Our spot. Greg brought a grill and we grilled steaks, burgers, chicken, and hot dogs. We always bring enough food and treats to feed and army!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496422346728793106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3AMhJ5BI/AAAAAAAAAaI/DrdCqwyPNUU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chuck and Vern Grill masters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496422363509118034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3BLB5VFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/6HolzsXlIDo/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Damon, Jaxon, and Jace grubbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496422370611858418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3BlfUi_I/AAAAAAAAAag/itpQX4d4nRI/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jade, Gwynie, Carley,Mia, and Sydney trying to get cars to honk at them. Jessica told them if they got to 100 cars they could have a treat. They did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496422356799150738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3AyCHWpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/M5XCgpIleCs/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496423060498073666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3pvhAyEI/AAAAAAAAAao/ANzHVUQdAZE/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nestled all snug in their bags with visions of parade candy dancing in their heads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496423068161051922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3qMEAjRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/MdkLSl2kUqk/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carley, Mia, Gwynie, and Jade waking up watching the hot air balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496423077762042754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3qv1EC4I/AAAAAAAAAa4/lRsCsy1-sz0/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;View from my bed-I slept on a lawn chair- NOT comfortable&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496423088593722546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc3rYLiXLI/AAAAAAAAAbA/rxpozK6Q-BE/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade was full of military men. There were also families of fallen soldiers in the parade. It made all of us emotional. Pandy standing and clapping for one of the families. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am proud to be an American- I know that I am free because of all the brave men and women who sacrifice so much for me to be and stay free. Thank you Military men and woman!!&lt;br /&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/2253668778158442334-7449370237014616576?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7449370237014616576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7449370237014616576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7449370237014616576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7449370237014616576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TEc2_qtygFI/AAAAAAAAAaA/vscu5m5hG3I/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-2643304382056597774</id><published>2010-06-30T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:25:26.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madame President!!  Dont make me laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok so Officially I become the president of the PTA for Carley's school tomorrow. I have so many ideas swarming my head. I am really excited- and I think this next year is gonna rock. Anyways the summer is totally flying by. I cant believe its already July. We have been spending time at the pool and just hangin out. All in all its been a pretty good summer. In May we got our pics taken here is a little of what we have done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvb9QXwkhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/NCcZQs6hrfo/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488722416294203922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvb9QXwkhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/NCcZQs6hrfo/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reason I love living in Utah! 15 mins from my house-is my favorite spot in the world. Provo canyon is the greatest place ever. I love the summer when I hop in the car and hop on the trail- this one is my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvb8Mrc-_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TpGvQKlAizY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488722398123195378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvb8Mrc-_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TpGvQKlAizY/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the best dinners ever! It was delish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488723792784859426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdNYMtISI/AAAAAAAAAZY/-7iLLnBLucU/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry days!! We look forward to this every year. The PG fire dept carried the flag this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdO95p0vI/AAAAAAAAAZw/znyLkUHBxco/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488723820085367538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdO95p0vI/AAAAAAAAAZw/znyLkUHBxco/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Gwynnie's first year in the parade. 7th grade Cheerleaders!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdOTogvhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/SasJfvKdzE8/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488723808739180050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdOTogvhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/SasJfvKdzE8/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kathy, Camie, and Holden. Watchin the Parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdNyqbv7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/jwJgrMsB7Zc/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488723799888871346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdNyqbv7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/jwJgrMsB7Zc/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the Kiddos having fun getting candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488723782361547042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvdMxXmASI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5_ypCbhqr-k/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about Strawberry days..... the strawberries and cream. I could eat these all day long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488722429579464514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvb-B3Nj0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/jfjw0yiKtXE/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an awesome storm and I had to get a pic of the clouds and sunset. I love where I live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488722428493432626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvb990SBzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Mi4aZ56gv9k/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Same storm just a few mins later. It was a great summer storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-2643304382056597774?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/2643304382056597774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=2643304382056597774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/2643304382056597774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/2643304382056597774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/06/madame-president-dont-make-me-laugh.html' title='Madame President!!  Dont make me laugh'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/TCvb9QXwkhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/NCcZQs6hrfo/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-6082160721560679475</id><published>2010-05-26T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:36:46.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Housewives of Utah County</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our trip to NYC was amazing. We took the red eye and went straight to the Today show. Our sign had all of our kids names and on the other side it said Real housewives of Utah County! We had a blast!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707414174362386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2e4bPV6xI/AAAAAAAAAU4/u84IaR4pFFY/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Laney, Nancy,and Camie holding the sign!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2lnO7b-_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/aDVLxWm-3DQ/s1600/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475714815393266674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2lnO7b-_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/aDVLxWm-3DQ/s320/232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt Lauer shaking Camies hand. He actually was nice that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2lmrSLY7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/pctPgQauVXg/s1600/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475714805824971698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2lmrSLY7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/pctPgQauVXg/s320/234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natalie, Matt and Ann. We had a way cool spot to see what was going on. Natalie and Anns shoes we such spikes this pic doesnt do them justice!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707420598042386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2e4zK3fxI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gifrOorO6VY/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Chevy Chase or Sparky as we called him at the Today show. He is still funny as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475714780551921970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2llNInQTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/E8lNG0StrUQ/s320/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Sunday we went to the museums and Central Park. It was rainy and foggy and beautiful!!! I wanted to take more time in the park. I think I could stay there for hours and hours!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475713452134358210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2kX4ZL3MI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ULjLgq4ycZo/s320/125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More Central park!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475713439728536066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2kXKLaCgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Rhh8gj1NURQ/s320/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On our way to Canal street one day we stopped at an italian restaurant. Hands down the BEST ive ever had. I almost licked my plate!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475713423589718962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2kWODnO7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/WMFWX9Jrlwk/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Camie walking across the Brooklyn bridge. It was so cool to be there! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475713425379445826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2kWUuUTEI/AAAAAAAAAXo/VYwjLoootPE/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just a cool shot I got of the Brooklyn bridge.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475712402990097282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2ja0Bs44I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ym3svQPDU2w/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to the world trade center gallery and the construction of the new freedom towers that are going in. I lost it in the gallery. I was watching a movie about one of the firefighters fathers who was one of the only ones who found his sons bodies still intact. As I was fighting back the tears from the movie a woman walked up to one of the photos, pointed to one and said that was her son. She told of how they found his body under a bench. I am so greatful to all the policemen, firemen, military, and emergency crews who work hard to keep me safe. It was a humbling experience.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475713412049167298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2kVjEIY8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/pmXmEbw5y8o/s320/101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The "lost" signs from after the towers fell down that were plastered around the city.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475711726436858210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2izbq1uWI/AAAAAAAAAWo/OSMply66yrc/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Camie, Laney, and Nancy on the boat to see lady liberty!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475712363723489874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2jYhv0AlI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3ElbN5XoYfc/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me, Laney, and Camie with the Statue of Liberty! Let freedom ring!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475712381742148674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2jZk3y7EI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Uuh_K8ofSyY/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nancy, me, and Camie at Ellis island. Would you be willing to pack all you own into a couple of trunks and leave your home and family to go somewhere thinking it might be a better place? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475712393685130482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2jaRXOXPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/iQIx3x84w5E/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ellis Island stairs. Nancy, Camie, Laney&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475711682983303186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2iw5ytGBI/AAAAAAAAAWI/M20W6VZdekA/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Of course one of the greatest things to do in NY is eat. We ate at Serendipity. The food was ehh- but the frozen hot chocolate is a MUST do!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475711692183192370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2ixcEIQzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/9UtCtFfWlBI/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nancy and Laney with the frozen hot chocolate! Can you say YUM? It totally was Delish!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475711698337740706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2ixy_fN6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/P8evFr3rZXM/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More food?!!! Magnolia bakery has awesome cupcakes!! They were so yummy-Wish I had one right now!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707448380697282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2e6aqxKsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UTBk_MzMCSQ/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Camie and me outside of Dillans candy shop. This place has every candy you could ever imagine! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475714786716717938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2llkGak3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/izM3tEBMX6A/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to the wax museum and me and Sammy just chilled!!! Posin for the poparatzzi!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475714795987441426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2lmGoulxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/etF8nr4IfL0/s320/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Camie and Nancy starring in Bollywood!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475711718116570066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2iy8rIM9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kw6vFMURKcc/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We stayed at the Times Square Hilton, thanks to Laney-(I didnt know Laney before this trip, and I just have to say she is one of the nicest/greatest people ive ever met!) This is the view from our hotel room. It was earth day so the empire state building was green!  Can I just say What a view!!!  It was amazing.  I loved to just sit by the window and watch!  Almost better than reality tv... I said almost!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707440474282802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2e59Nu2zI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/XQc12gYUldI/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;View from the top of the rock. This is the Central Park side! It is amazing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475707429340499010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2e5TvOzEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/AiSgjWDPrRw/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other side of the the view from the top of the rock. I heart NY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-6082160721560679475?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/6082160721560679475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=6082160721560679475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/6082160721560679475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/6082160721560679475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/05/real-housewives-of-utah-county.html' title='Real Housewives of Utah County'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_2e4bPV6xI/AAAAAAAAAU4/u84IaR4pFFY/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7668064377839262085</id><published>2010-05-24T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:14:51.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Where has the time gone? It seems the older I get the faster is goes. We had an amazing spring break in Florida. The only problem was it was colder in Orlando then it was in Utah! I also went on a really fun girls trip to New York. In between was sandwiched school, work, birthdays, and everyday life! Here are some pics from the last few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474864237109010690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qgBD5fYQI/AAAAAAAAATg/_OGLwIeYJP0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carley at the JFK. We took the red eye to JFK and then because of rain our flight was cancelled and then the next flight was full. We waited for 5 hours in JFK thank goodness there are a lot of flights to Orlando from JFK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474864251415963522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qgB5MiJ4I/AAAAAAAAATw/-6im6QxEZIc/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent our first day at the Magic Kingdom. It was so much fun. Of course Carley had to get autographs of all her faves! Carely with Daisy!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg-gh0aNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2NkOZ_LER-o/s1600/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474864257943409442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qgCRgzEyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/53HbACBPNkY/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carley's Favorite had always been Tinkerbell. We waited in line FOREVER to get into pixie hollow! It was worth the wait. The fairies were very fun and talked to Carley for quite a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474864269018033970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qgC6xMbzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/LurfXzUkQA4/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next we went to Mickey and Minnie's houses and met them for a pic!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474865303711149426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg_JTQbXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/CLLyDZrlqj8/s320/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Because we stayed at a Disney property they had magic hours. The Magic kindgom was open until 3 a.m. Thats right 3 a.m. We only made it till about 1130 but it was really fun. The teacups are my fave!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474865292766374098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg-gh0aNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2NkOZ_LER-o/s320/163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next day we went to Animal kingdom. It was really fun. Carley loves animals and had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg-Oxgu-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uZBoy30z1pw/s1600/265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474865288000355298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg-Oxgu-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uZBoy30z1pw/s320/265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day was epcot. They were having a flower festival. The topiaries were all made into characters. It was very impressive. We had a lot of fun in epcot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg9t5QZLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/CIM8MIpx1w8/s1600/287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474865279174468786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg9t5QZLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/CIM8MIpx1w8/s320/287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tinkerbells house&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474865312973898258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qg_rzqwhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fgQGxHA5WKw/s320/352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The water show/fireworks in epcot. This was a huge globe that floats across the water during the fireworks and opens up. It was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474869416532042482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qkuiwK4vI/AAAAAAAAAUw/fFRjABaFXO8/s320/322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We loved the Hollywood studios(used to be called MGM) Carley's favorite ride was Aerosmiths rockin roller coaster! The lines were so long, but she kept wanting to go on it. Luckily we were able to get fast passes and go a few times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474864248293380498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qgBtkDUZI/AAAAAAAAATo/HG1zZ1Mer5k/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Pop Century Resort. It was great to be able to come back to the room if we needed a break from the day! It was a GREAT spring break!! I cant wait to go back!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-7668064377839262085?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7668064377839262085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7668064377839262085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7668064377839262085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7668064377839262085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S_qgBD5fYQI/AAAAAAAAATg/_OGLwIeYJP0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7511613722511411678</id><published>2010-04-02T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:21:58.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photograpy</title><content type='html'>So my friend Erin is an amazing photographer and she is having a contest.  I want to win!!  Check out her blog, she is fantastic! &lt;a href="http://erinsummerillphotography.com/blog/"&gt;http://erinsummerillphotography.com/blog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-7511613722511411678?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7511613722511411678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7511613722511411678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7511613722511411678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7511613722511411678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/04/photograpy.html' title='Photograpy'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-6846260816292444586</id><published>2010-03-08T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:43:13.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibling Rivalry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446333680080796354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDoEl2OsI/AAAAAAAAASg/eqOwVpexnYs/s320/vcm_s_kf_repr_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have the most amazing brothers and sisters in the world. I am so blessed to have them. Each one is so different and is just amazing at what they do. Whenever I need a pick me up or anything at all they are there. All I need to say is HELP and everyone of them come running! A lot of people think its weird that I like to spend as much time as possible with them. They are the Best and I love them eternally!!! They are also the best aunts and uncles to my daughter. I couldn't have asked for anything better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446333140059567010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDIo2wM6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/pS3hnfenjzs/s320/shellee+and+carley+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spent time with Shellee this weekend and she is such and inspiration to me. When I grow up I wanna be just like you. She is the most talented person I know. She is smart, funny, artists and just overall amazing!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446333144360564642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDI44MN6I/AAAAAAAAASA/_RujazNjtPQ/s320/shellee+and+carley+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carley and Shellee at Joann's picking out an art project! She is one of the most amazing aunts ever!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446346159734973026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VO-e7Q4mI/AAAAAAAAASw/X_Kk8UKKFqM/s320/pandy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pandy has the most amazing singing voice ever. She would get a yellow paper that sends her straight to Hollywood for sure!! She is also very giving and has my back whenever needed!! She is one of the hardest workers there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446333158467068402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDJtbcYfI/AAAAAAAAASI/G3oVm7OeU6c/s320/gregg+and+chad+coaching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gregg and chad coaching at ALA. Gregg is a great big brother. I was having a pity Karen day yesterday-and asked for advice from Gregg. He didn't patronize me with the usual things that most people say to single moms- He is great at telling me what I need to hear! Thanks for be a great big brother!!! Its amazing to me to watch him not only with his kids but with other peoples kids too- He is very compassionate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446333171706462258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDKev9gDI/AAAAAAAAASY/GV5ARJJzrrA/s320/kathy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kathy is the most giving person next to my dad. She is the most loving and accepting person ever. She is so sweet and would do anything for me or for Carley. She has the greatest attitude of anyone I know! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446333159225081426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDJwQKvlI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CVHjqqzNGGs/s320/kathy+sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I had to put this of Kath in here. She doesn't know I took it!! It was while we were driving home from St George!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDoo37YsI/AAAAAAAAASo/MxhzuhB77Xk/s1600-h/vcm_s_kf_m160_160x120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446333689820308162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDoo37YsI/AAAAAAAAASo/MxhzuhB77Xk/s320/vcm_s_kf_m160_160x120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but not least is my baby brother Chad. Chad has been one of my best friends since he was born. He is so awesome. He is one of the best coaches ever. He loves to have fun and is so talented in sports. He is great with kids and is so patient with Carley. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know what I would do without Shellee, Pandy, Gregg, Kathy, and Chad. Thanks guys your the greatest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-6846260816292444586?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/6846260816292444586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=6846260816292444586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/6846260816292444586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/6846260816292444586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/03/sibling-rivalry.html' title='Sibling Rivalry!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S5VDoEl2OsI/AAAAAAAAASg/eqOwVpexnYs/s72-c/vcm_s_kf_repr_640x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-1157090399221458283</id><published>2010-03-01T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:02:02.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and the new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I totally suck at be a good blogger!  Its just that life has gotten so crazy that I have put it on the back burner.  But I will keep trying.  Here are just a couple of pics from our last few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Carley and I have a tradition that we go to the Nutcracker every year.  We dress up, go to dinner and then the show.  This year was no different except we were running late and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; able to go to dinner before.  So we went after.  I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carley&lt;/span&gt; where she wanted to go and all she wanted was Chic-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a.  So we ate at chic-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a after!!  It was really fun and my daughter is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443770959392532578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo2GEt6GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PkDg6p1wV_c/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carley in front of the big nutcracker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443770971700797874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo2z7PIbI/AAAAAAAAARY/2wBhkyus3NI/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo44GIWfI/AAAAAAAAARw/K1PCkN8tIzc/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443771007179971058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo44GIWfI/AAAAAAAAARw/K1PCkN8tIzc/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a spa night and did mud masks.  It was Carley's first time for a mask and it was so funny to watch her as it hardened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo4IFikGI/AAAAAAAAARo/wOtk9JDrB6Q/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443770994292592738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo4IFikGI/AAAAAAAAARo/wOtk9JDrB6Q/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo3kSMdEI/AAAAAAAAARg/YQK79RUxxK0/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443770984681993282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo3kSMdEI/AAAAAAAAARg/YQK79RUxxK0/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished beautiful clean faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-1157090399221458283?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/1157090399221458283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=1157090399221458283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1157090399221458283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1157090399221458283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2010/03/christmas-and-new-year.html' title='Christmas and the new year'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/S4wo2GEt6GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PkDg6p1wV_c/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-9174705694153448808</id><published>2009-11-01T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:05:21.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Seasons</title><content type='html'>Carley and I took a drive up to squaw peak last week. The leaves were amazing. This was the first time that she had been up there and she was a little nervous at first. We had a great talk on the way up and I got to explain why the leaves change to her. She is growing up so fast and it amazes me how much she knows. Ive started to realize that as the seasons change I tend to look inward and see what I need to change. I have a few things that want to change and am starting to work on. I am thankful for the seasons and how they help me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Su5Z0tVptpI/AAAAAAAAARA/0yd5O1uJIH8/s1600-h/carley+fall.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351765322282642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Su5Z0tVptpI/AAAAAAAAARA/0yd5O1uJIH8/s320/carley+fall.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carley posing in front of the leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Su5Z0caiW6I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/l30_NyZGLV0/s1600-h/carley+and+karen+fall.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351760779369378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Su5Z0caiW6I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/l30_NyZGLV0/s320/carley+and+karen+fall.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my sweet baby!!  Not bad for a self portrait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351767106667810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Su5Z0z_FRSI/AAAAAAAAARI/cDFov2fiOrA/s320/crazy+fall.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;Us being crazy like always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-9174705694153448808?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/9174705694153448808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=9174705694153448808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/9174705694153448808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/9174705694153448808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/11/changing-seasons.html' title='Changing Seasons'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Su5Z0tVptpI/AAAAAAAAARA/0yd5O1uJIH8/s72-c/carley+fall.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7892819315010340528</id><published>2009-10-17T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:38:20.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheering and fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Carley has been on a cheer squad since September. Their games started in October. They cheer for flag football. It has been a lot of fun watching her learn to cheer. I guess deep down inside I will always be a Viking cheerleader and im glad that Carley is now having the chance. Funny part I remember a lot of the cheers and a lot of them are the same!! I am the cheer mom and its been fun to watch the girls and have fun with them. &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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/StpilVWCUrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/A-UIXcNHWlY/s1600-h/carley+cheer2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393731897253843634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/StpilVWCUrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/A-UIXcNHWlY/s320/carley+cheer2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley cheering for the Vikings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Stpik7LQFzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DOqY8OtUt_s/s1600-h/carley+cheer1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393731890229286706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Stpik7LQFzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DOqY8OtUt_s/s320/carley+cheer1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More Viking Cheer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Stpilnuks4I/AAAAAAAAAQo/7FNDytrGtfw/s1600-h/sleeping+on+the+way+to+st+george"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393731902188598146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Stpilnuks4I/AAAAAAAAAQo/7FNDytrGtfw/s320/sleeping+on+the+way+to+st+george" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley kept taking pics of me on the way to St George to the marathon.  I needed some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/StpimKEQuxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/En7DSfr60Hk/s1600-h/start+of+marathon"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393731911406369554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/StpimKEQuxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/En7DSfr60Hk/s320/start+of+marathon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Start of the marathon!&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/2253668778158442334-7892819315010340528?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7892819315010340528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7892819315010340528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7892819315010340528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7892819315010340528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheering-and-fun.html' title='Cheering and fun'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/StpilVWCUrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/A-UIXcNHWlY/s72-c/carley+cheer2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-1389227390316161165</id><published>2009-10-06T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:29:18.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St George been there done that</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was the St George Marathon. I am not a runner nor do I claim to be a runner! I try and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the best I can do. I was still unsure if I was going to run and be able to finish a week before the race. I haven't been training the way I should. Its crazy how much time I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have. Trying to be a Mom, work, go to school, be a cheer mom, taxi, PTA, sister, aunt, and try to have a little social life leaves hardly anytime for training for a marathon. But I made the decision that I would do it. My farthest training run was only 9 miles. Those of you who know anything about running should cringe now!! We left for St George on Thursday and the weather was amazing! The morning of the run turned out great. It was chilly at the start, but by the time we got started it was beautiful. I am amazed at the scenery surrounding the St George area. I made the first 7 miles the fastest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; ever run!! Then came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Veyo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Veyo&lt;/span&gt; is a little town that is from mile 7 to about 9 its all up hill and its very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;deceiving&lt;/span&gt;. Just when you think you've gotten to the top &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; more hill!! I made it luckily! I got an amazing runners high at about mile 14-16 where my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; and the terrain was a little down hill! There is really no explaining how the high feels. I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; really why I run.&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great weekend. I am still sore and the blisters on my feet are just starting to feel better! I will post pics as soon as I find them!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-1389227390316161165?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/1389227390316161165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=1389227390316161165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1389227390316161165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/1389227390316161165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/10/st-george-been-there-done-that.html' title='St George been there done that'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-545321746943726687</id><published>2009-09-16T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:39:35.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabber'/><title type='text'>Mi vida loca</title><content type='html'>Well I promised to put something every week- I'm trying hard to do it.  I am feeling very melancholy this evening and I'm not sure why.  Well i guess there are a few reasons.  I was in class today and there is nothing like sitting and studying around 18 year olds to make you feel really old!!  I have a study group that met this afternoon and of course there were 3, 18 yr olds, 2, 21 yr olds, and then me! I don't know why it hit me so hard, but it did.  I'm not a fan of getting older!  I went to dinner last night with my awesome friend Jeff.  He has been in Afghanistan on his 3rd deploy and got home last month.  We were talking about some of his experiences.  He is truly my hero.  I cant believe some of the things he told me.  Jeffrey, thank you for all that you have done for me and this country.  You are an incredible person!&lt;br /&gt; When I got home I watched the biggest loser.  They were talking about second chances.  It really had me thinking about what I would change if I could do it all over again.  There are a few times in my life I wish I had a mulligan/do over!  One actually is tonight- you know who you are and I said I'm sorry and I really meant it and I hope we can still be friends! Cuz your are one of the most amazing men I have ever met.   I look up to you and  the way you are with your daughter and how you handle life-You truly are remarkable. &lt;br /&gt;Well this turned into a sappy post.  I guess that's what happens when you are running on zero sleep in the last few days.  I hope all of you that read this know that I love ya'll and I am thankful for you! Big Kisses to ya'll MUUUUAAHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-545321746943726687?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/545321746943726687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=545321746943726687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/545321746943726687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/545321746943726687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-vida-loca.html' title='Mi vida loca'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-6379510360698629672</id><published>2009-09-05T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:07:27.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart NY</title><content type='html'>So here is the rest of the story.... After the Today show Carley really wanted to go to the American Girl Doll store. So I fugured out where it was and we were on our way. We bought some umbrellas from guys on the street and Carley was in awe that the guys just stand there all day and sell umbrellas!! We found the American Girl Doll store and went in. We decided to have lunch at the store. If you dont know about these dolls-they are kind of spendy. Carley has wanted one, but I have a hard time spending over a hundred dollars on one doll. They are very cute, but still spendy. While we were in line for lunch I noticed that Carley was the only girl who didnt have a doll to eat with her. I know what parent guilt feels like, and I also know what it feels like to be left out of things. At that moment I wanted to run and buy her a doll, buy money didnt permit it. Carley also noticed that everyone else had a doll. I asked her if she wanted to go somewhere else for lunch-she thought about it and said "Its ok if I dont have a doll. I dont care. It doesnt bother me." She is such an inspiration to me. She is amazing. We got to the matrie'd and he asked us how many dolls would be dining with us. Carley said, "I dont have a doll." The Matrie'd said, "well daring come with me-id like you to dine with our of our dolls." They had loaner dolls. Carley go so excited. She picked a doll and it turned out to be a great lunch. They had little notes on the table that had questions for us to ask each other. I think that my daughter taught me a lesson at that lunch for sure. What a special girl I have. I am so blessed to have her with me. God for sure knows what he is doing! After lunch we went to some other stores and walked passed the CBS studios and Journey was playing a concert. We listened to a few song and then went into Fao Schwarts. We then walked by Central Park and were so tired and cold and wet that we decided to call it a day. All in all it was a great 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378028375571793506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKYUEXthmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yRUCkSuFTUA/s320/american+girl+store" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Salon at American Girl you make an appointment for your doll to get her hair done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378028979277059922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY3NWQ11I/AAAAAAAAAPo/FxvSpcXFifo/s320/lunch+at+american+girl+store+3" border="0" /&gt;Lunch at American Girl!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378029001487156802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY4gFkBkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/F7bnglWB6zA/s320/tiffany%27s" border="0" /&gt;We went into Tiffanys I am teaching her young!!  She now knows that the little blue box is a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKZB9xlJuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fxsn63TsiRg/s1600-h/toy+solider+and+carley"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378029164075230946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKZB9xlJuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fxsn63TsiRg/s320/toy+solider+and+carley" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guard at FAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY4bTgocI/AAAAAAAAAQA/_LL2ynFUs5s/s1600-h/big+piano"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378029000203477442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY4bTgocI/AAAAAAAAAQA/_LL2ynFUs5s/s320/big+piano" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The famous BIG piano.  Carley had a blast dancing just like Tom Hanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY33DhbaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UJ-GAuMJuxM/s1600-h/journey+nyc+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378028990472744354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY33DhbaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UJ-GAuMJuxM/s320/journey+nyc+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey playing dont stop believing..My theme song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY3nLI0FI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uyb6hxwq-4M/s1600-h/lunch+at+american+girl+store+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378028986209718354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKY3nLI0FI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uyb6hxwq-4M/s320/lunch+at+american+girl+store+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more pic of my amazing daughter American Girl.  I hope Santa brings her a doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-6379510360698629672?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/6379510360698629672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=6379510360698629672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/6379510360698629672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/6379510360698629672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-heart-ny.html' title='I heart NY'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SqKYUEXthmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yRUCkSuFTUA/s72-c/american+girl+store' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-4867173063560946463</id><published>2009-08-30T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:19:49.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, New York or how much can you shove into 24 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I heard that Miley Cyrus was playing on the Today show- I thought Carley would love that. I soo need a break I wanna take her. I got online and started researching how the whole today show concert series works. With not much luck I decided that in order to see Miley up close we would need to be at Rockefeller Plaza by 4am. Doable, crazy, but for sure doable. I checked flights and red eye didn't get in until 520 am so if we did that we probably wouldn't be able to see Miley. I also was scheduled to work both Friday and Saturday. I would need help. I couldn't find anyone to cover my shifts-so I went into pleading mode. I had an angel (thanks Amber) take my Saturday shift. Only 6 hours needed to be covered and we could have a great trip to NY. I called the Today show to see if perchance if we did end up flying on Thursday night what would be the chances of us getting anywhere close to the stage. Long story short girl at Today show was no help. Thursday came and no one could take my shift. I was starting to feel bummed. Sometimes if my work is slow they will offer time off. So I sat by the computer praying all day to have time off. finally at 5:15 pm they offered time off and I got it. So I started frantically getting ready. Order car service, get hotel, pack and be at airport by 10pm. easy right? Not really- I could find a hotel under $350 a night in the Manhattan area, so I decided that it was gonna be a short trip. get into NY at 520am leave NY same day at 830pm. why not right? Well Carley is such a good sport and was really excited, I was too!! Game on! Flight was as good as can be expected-love the even more leg room especially when you are trying to sleep! Carley was way too excited to sleep. Finally I told her to close her eyes and she laid on my shoulder. About half and hour left of the flight and multiple times of stopping her from snuggling into the nice man sitting next to her she woke up. The flight finally landed-Carley walked off the jet way and said, "Hello New York" ala Hannah Montana style. We rushed to the baggage and found the car service waiting outside. We were on the road and out of JFK within 15 mins of landing. It was raining outside and the Car service guys said it would stop soon. (Yeah right big freaking liar!) we pulled up to 47th and 5 Ave. there were hoards of girls ages 5-25 with their parents in tow! Tons of poster-crap I forgot our poster-o well. If Miley doesn't know we heart her by now she never will. We could barley see the stage. We were standing next to a man and his daughter. He thought we could get closer-so we finagled our way up closer. Not as close as we wanted, but close enough to make me happy! It started raining harder (read dramatic pouring rain). We couldn't leave our spot to get an umbrella or we would lose our closer spot. We had fun. Natalie Morales even came over and talked/laughed at Carley. Carley got to shake her hand. Miley put on a good 1/2 hour concert. All in all we had a great morning. Wet, freezing, and super tired fun. Stay tuned for the rest of the New York story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375991607929081874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sptb4loYEBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hdjyfElaGyE/s320/today+show+wetness" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We were soaked but we were having so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375991594310049394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sptb3y5WHnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HPE4Ar4d4ao/s320/Carley+today+show" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Moving closer to the stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375991616432784754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sptb5FT0RXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Es1c8AtnjmM/s320/Carley+and+Natalie+campbell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Carley and Natalie Morales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375991604294770690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sptb4YF44AI/AAAAAAAAAPI/H_jN8VL-hE0/s320/singin+at+today+show" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Singing with the foam mic they gave her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-4867173063560946463?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/4867173063560946463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=4867173063560946463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/4867173063560946463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/4867173063560946463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-york-new-york-or-how-much-can-you.html' title='New York, New York or how much can you shove into 24 hours'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sptb4loYEBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hdjyfElaGyE/s72-c/today+show+wetness' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-5378017441160157652</id><published>2009-08-23T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:20:12.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer does fly by</title><content type='html'>Its been forever since I have posted.  Sorry everyone!  I am making a goal to blog once a week-ok once a month!!  Since summer flew by I will post pics from our summer and the last of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFwp0bJRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/M1RjQ-n4y50/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373363638824019218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFwp0bJRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/M1RjQ-n4y50/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carleys class on field day.  Miss Westenskow's 2nd grade class.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFwOQmabI/AAAAAAAAAOA/o0Dyk0PKeKs/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373363631426005426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFwOQmabI/AAAAAAAAAOA/o0Dyk0PKeKs/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley running in a rely. She is a strong runner, but needs more stamina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFvt6nKQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZNL_C2BiiP0/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373363622743845122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFvt6nKQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZNL_C2BiiP0/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor Swift concert.  She had a blast and I have to say, I did too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFvCccDvI/AAAAAAAAANw/Bp-mOJ2Ntfg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373363611074563826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFvCccDvI/AAAAAAAAANw/Bp-mOJ2Ntfg/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More Taylor Swift fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFuu4mmAI/AAAAAAAAANo/Oxmvc6Ssi1w/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373363605823985666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFuu4mmAI/AAAAAAAAANo/Oxmvc6Ssi1w/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley's 2nd grade dance festival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have more pics.  I post them later&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-5378017441160157652?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/5378017441160157652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=5378017441160157652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/5378017441160157652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/5378017441160157652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-does-fly-by.html' title='Summer does fly by'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SpIFwp0bJRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/M1RjQ-n4y50/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-4846717354062696277</id><published>2009-04-13T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:44:18.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland here we come!!</title><content type='html'>I originally tried to post this before we left, but im an idiot!!  I love technology!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  are going to the Big D land on Tuesday morning!! Carley is so excited.  I am excited too.  We are meeting Kevin and Alex there.  They are flying from Pittsburg and will fly in on Monday night!!  Its not Carley's spring break, but its Alex's so Kev gets her for that, so we thought we would get the girls together for some fun.  I hope it turns out great and itsnt too crowded!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-4846717354062696277?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/4846717354062696277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=4846717354062696277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/4846717354062696277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/4846717354062696277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/04/disneyland-here-we-come.html' title='Disneyland here we come!!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7275133906931652889</id><published>2009-03-06T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:23:53.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Mom</title><content type='html'>So I have to brag!!  Went to Parent teacher conferences this last week and my Daughter is the smartest girl alive!!  She is reading at 1 1/2 years ahead of her grade and almost a year ahead in math.  She is amazing.  I have to stay on my toes with this one the force is strong with her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-7275133906931652889?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7275133906931652889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7275133906931652889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7275133906931652889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7275133906931652889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/03/proud-mom.html' title='Proud Mom'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-8656604835099095422</id><published>2009-03-03T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:15:40.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been a while since I last updated, and we have done a ton of stuff so here are some random pics of the last few weeks!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2bAO9SJZI/AAAAAAAAANI/0YQ-axgtmnc/s1600-h/wii"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309069964057126290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2bAO9SJZI/AAAAAAAAANI/0YQ-axgtmnc/s320/wii" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley and Kevin playing American Idol on the Wii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2bAJB7sJI/AAAAAAAAANA/KbKCLJucUhE/s1600-h/kar+and+kev+ski"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309069962466013330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2bAJB7sJI/AAAAAAAAANA/KbKCLJucUhE/s320/kar+and+kev+ski" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin and I having a lunch break while skiing at Alta.  It was a beautiful day for skiing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2a_wYGP7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3JHFTa_Fh2U/s1600-h/furry+kev+3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309069955848093618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2a_wYGP7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3JHFTa_Fh2U/s320/furry+kev+3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went coat shopping and Kevin found this awsome pink Spyder coat.  It was only $450.00 You just cant pass that deal up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2a_9ObvfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KiyY5ITjnwc/s1600-h/furry+kev"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309069959297220082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2a_9ObvfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KiyY5ITjnwc/s320/furry+kev" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Especially with the wicked spyder on back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2a_Y1kilI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zCmuUILi9ow/s1600-h/carley+ice+cream"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309069949529262674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2a_Y1kilI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zCmuUILi9ow/s320/carley+ice+cream" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Sushi and Carley hated it.  I told her if she ate a california roll she could have Jamba juice, we couldnt find a Jamba, so she opted for ice cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-8656604835099095422?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/8656604835099095422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=8656604835099095422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8656604835099095422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8656604835099095422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-life.html' title='Crazy life'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/Sa2bAO9SJZI/AAAAAAAAANI/0YQ-axgtmnc/s72-c/wii' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-3401733261753840845</id><published>2009-02-17T14:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:42:48.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy VD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Valentines Day was great!! I had the best Valentine!! Carley and I got up early and spent the morning at the spa.  Then we went to breakfast.  After that we went shopping.  What a great day!!!  Carley made hats for us to wear.  They were the exact same, except mine said Mother on the back and Carley's said Daughter!! We had a great day!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8Hk_qXYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9uO1wcoyVDY/s1600-h/V+DAY+4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899087046335874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8Hk_qXYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9uO1wcoyVDY/s320/V+DAY+4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my Valentine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8Hk9zr5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/_FoCd_l4VWU/s1600-h/V+DAY+3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899087038558098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8Hk9zr5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/_FoCd_l4VWU/s320/V+DAY+3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley getting her nails done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8HauxLyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NZIWO6QC0vk/s1600-h/V+DAY+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899084291125026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8HauxLyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NZIWO6QC0vk/s320/V+DAY+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chillin' suckin on our light up love suckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8G4h6oFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/E6FxdMuCCSk/s1600-h/V+DAY+1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899075110412370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8G4h6oFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/E6FxdMuCCSk/s320/V+DAY+1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our beautiful designer crowns!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved my V-Day!  It was amazing spending it with a perfect Valentine!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-3401733261753840845?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/3401733261753840845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=3401733261753840845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/3401733261753840845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/3401733261753840845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-vd.html' title='Happy VD!!!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs8Hk_qXYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9uO1wcoyVDY/s72-c/V+DAY+4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7246608502433169933</id><published>2009-02-17T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:34:56.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting! Amazing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So those of you who know me well might not really know me well.  One of the things on my bucket list is to be ringside at a boxing match in Vegas. Well it wasnt quite Vegas, but Price turned out to be pretty cool.  I went with a friend to the Ultimate Fighting Championship in beautiful Price, Utah!!  Let me tell you the locals were out that night!!!  It was a great night.   I have watched a little of the MMA (Mixed Marshal Art) and think its pretty cool.  But its nothing like being there.  I wanna be a fighter when I grow up!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs6A9iisFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nbn5fvD8s8c/s1600-h/UFC+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303896774352744530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs6A9iisFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nbn5fvD8s8c/s320/UFC+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too cool to even explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs6AotJQrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2Q2PSv3gwkU/s1600-h/UCF+1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303896768760070834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs6AotJQrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2Q2PSv3gwkU/s320/UCF+1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This guy had an awsome home made cape!! It had sparkles but not quite enough bling for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-7246608502433169933?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7246608502433169933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7246608502433169933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7246608502433169933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7246608502433169933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/02/fighting-my-ultimate-dream.html' title='Fighting! Amazing!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SZs6A9iisFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nbn5fvD8s8c/s72-c/UFC+2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-3241240686498105441</id><published>2009-02-08T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:46:41.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shekhinah</title><content type='html'>I had the chance to go snowshoeing with some of my friends. It was amazing. We went up to donut falls in Big Cottonwood Canyon. It was spectacular. The word shekhinah is a hebrew word for God's glory or knowing Gods presence is around. All I could think about while hiking through was Shekhinah. I was totally in awe of the scenery. It was so peaceful, but also an amazing workout!!! Julie and I kept saying why be in a stinky gym on a treadmill when you can be out doors like this. I have caught the snowshoeing bug and cant wait to buy my own snowshoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KxIz45NI/AAAAAAAAALo/CfbZu2g7IKg/s1600-h/snowshoe+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300467125733352658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KxIz45NI/AAAAAAAAALo/CfbZu2g7IKg/s320/snowshoe+2" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me next on a cute little bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KxEH9mWI/AAAAAAAAALg/hQlM7_gK9nY/s1600-h/snowshoe+4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300467124475369826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KxEH9mWI/AAAAAAAAALg/hQlM7_gK9nY/s320/snowshoe+4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie and me doing what we do best, posing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KwwwdpwI/AAAAAAAAALY/_e59OEhPnZQ/s1600-h/snowshoe+5"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300467119276533506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KwwwdpwI/AAAAAAAAALY/_e59OEhPnZQ/s320/snowshoe+5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More fun posing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KwfI5-OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qNpCRygr2ZU/s1600-h/snowshoe+6"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300467114547214562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KwfI5-OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qNpCRygr2ZU/s320/snowshoe+6" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who couldn't go up a mountian without gloss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KVWPLqTI/AAAAAAAAALI/3aL0BEBCkEY/s1600-h/snowshoe+1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300466648301152562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KVWPLqTI/AAAAAAAAALI/3aL0BEBCkEY/s320/snowshoe+1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the falls (The falls were covered with snow so we couldnt see them) We had lunch.  It was a great day! I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that life would just plain old SUCK without friends to be with .  Julie, Tiffany, and Mindy thanks for letting my tag along!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-3241240686498105441?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/3241240686498105441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=3241240686498105441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/3241240686498105441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/3241240686498105441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/02/shekhinah.html' title='Shekhinah'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SY8KxIz45NI/AAAAAAAAALo/CfbZu2g7IKg/s72-c/snowshoe+2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-3820425986406228870</id><published>2009-01-28T18:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:52:56.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pics of the last few months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEZaE_hnDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-qDauIRFfkA/s1600-h/CARLEY+SKI"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296542572571892786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEZaE_hnDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-qDauIRFfkA/s320/CARLEY+SKI" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley Learning to ski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEYUHmQcII/AAAAAAAAAKU/xvC2SjphWOU/s1600-h/karen+name+marathon"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296541370680373378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEYUHmQcII/AAAAAAAAAKU/xvC2SjphWOU/s320/karen+name+marathon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me pointing my name out at the St George Marathon. Yes I did run and yes I did finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEX_bBbZpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/TFSTVM9cyis/s1600-h/karen+hair"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296541015117358738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEX_bBbZpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/TFSTVM9cyis/s320/karen+hair" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me sporting my new do! Its been a long time since Ive had short hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEXmiTSjHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jybNwaKwmLg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296540587574594674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEXmiTSjHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jybNwaKwmLg/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley just after a great meal at In and Out Burger in Las Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEXMbaAKXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BtvgxMheviE/s1600-h/CARLEY+SKI+WITH+KEVIN"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296540139047102834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEXMbaAKXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/BtvgxMheviE/s320/CARLEY+SKI+WITH+KEVIN" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley at Park City after learning how to ski! She is great!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-3820425986406228870?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/3820425986406228870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=3820425986406228870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/3820425986406228870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/3820425986406228870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-pics-of-last-few-months.html' title='Random pics of the last few months'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEZaE_hnDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-qDauIRFfkA/s72-c/CARLEY+SKI' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7517978148129933378</id><published>2009-01-28T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:39:47.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>Wow its been forever since I last updated and so much has changed. Justin and I have seperated and are getting divorced. It was supposed to be final at the first of the year, but our lawyer/mediator has been taking a long time reviewing docs, so we are still technically married. But it should be soon! Carely and I moved to Lindon in October. We moved into my Grandma's old house. I still work for JetBlue and also the government. Last weekend we went to San Antonio with my friend and had a great time. Carley had a blast. We ate amazing texmex and shopped till we dropped!! I want to go back soon without kids!! My new years resolution is to keep &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEWiDG-SnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ynE-nLCABE4/s1600-h/carley+and+kev+sleeping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296539410970331762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEWiDG-SnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ynE-nLCABE4/s320/carley+and+kev+sleeping" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this blog updated, So stay tuned!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carley and Kevin falling asleep while I shopped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-7517978148129933378?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7517978148129933378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7517978148129933378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7517978148129933378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7517978148129933378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYEWiDG-SnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ynE-nLCABE4/s72-c/carley+and+kev+sleeping' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-8935738529191536412</id><published>2008-07-09T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:10:54.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHT9ZZYXlXI/AAAAAAAAAII/ONk9Hcgcp_g/s1600-h/carley+vegas"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221076480780899698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHT9ZZYXlXI/AAAAAAAAAII/ONk9Hcgcp_g/s320/carley+vegas" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHT9ZewI9EI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w07bMmnKLvg/s1600-h/carley+vegas+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221076482222781506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHT9ZewI9EI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w07bMmnKLvg/s320/carley+vegas+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carley was in Virginia and needed to come home. Jetblue doe not fly straight from Virginia to Utah and since she is only 7 and cant travel by herself on connecting flights (and I wouldnt want her to), I met her in Las Vegas. Justins sister Melissa lives in Vegas and has twin babies that we havent seen since they were a couple weeks old. She said that we could stay with her. Carley's flight got in 1045pm and then we waited for Kyle to pick us up. (Thanks to the stupid car rental place that had my reservation, but couldnt pull it up.) Kyle got off work at midnight and then had to do a little bit of paper work long story short, he got us at 1am and then we went to In and Out burger for dinner!!! Carley was wide awake and loving all the lights. The next day we were supposed to fly home, but the flight was full so we weren't able to get on. But it turned out to be a fun day. We shopped for quite a while, then went to dinner and then Carley and I hit the Vegas stip like no other Mom and 7 year old has!! &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa-lRPj8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/znSVnNtoL6k/s1600-h/100_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038636720426946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa-lRPj8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/znSVnNtoL6k/s320/100_0754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley in front of Excalibur , she called it the Disney castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa-3eriXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lnUS6slFthc/s1600-h/100_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038641608624498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa-3eriXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lnUS6slFthc/s320/100_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course you have to see Elvis when you go to Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa_CmHB_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oHdBa8B1q88/s1600-h/100_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038644592576498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa_CmHB_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/oHdBa8B1q88/s320/100_0755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New york, New york!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa_UGaQeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6qw5frY2hEU/s1600-h/100_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038649291456994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa_UGaQeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6qw5frY2hEU/s320/100_0764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley loved the dancing waters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa_9-ju1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/QOj4sARtFdw/s1600-h/100_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038660532812626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHTa_9-ju1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/QOj4sARtFdw/s320/100_0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She really wanted to see the pirate show. We walked all the way from Excalibur to the M&amp;amp;M store and then to Balliago and then to Treasure Island. Quite a walk anyone let alone a 7 year old at 1030pm!!! We caught a cab from Treasure Island to Excalibur and not 15 seconds after we sat down Carley was fast asleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vegas Rocks!!!&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/2253668778158442334-8935738529191536412?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/8935738529191536412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=8935738529191536412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8935738529191536412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8935738529191536412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-happens-in-vegas.html' title='What happens in Vegas'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHT9ZZYXlXI/AAAAAAAAAII/ONk9Hcgcp_g/s72-c/carley+vegas' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-5861995029761789646</id><published>2008-07-08T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T08:18:38.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><title type='text'>Yellowstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justins parents came to Utah for a few days and we went to Yellowstone with them. Here are a few pic of the trip.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBcZp_SUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-YoKbeNvmYo/s1600-h/100_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658717975857474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBcZp_SUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-YoKbeNvmYo/s320/100_0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in Jackson, Carley is quite the model and loved posing for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBc9twtmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c9jHSggnTqE/s1600-h/100_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658727655356002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBc9twtmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c9jHSggnTqE/s320/100_0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carley and Justin looking at Yellowstone Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBdVEi26I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ATuWBXa6tJo/s1600-h/100_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658733924932514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBdVEi26I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ATuWBXa6tJo/s320/100_0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley at old faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBdiW2vtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aLwn3y1_qJk/s1600-h/100_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658737491394258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBdiW2vtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aLwn3y1_qJk/s320/100_0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justins bed!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660318123105714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOC5iq0nbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WHToI6Kl384/s320/100_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Shane and Jamie's Bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBeLLblbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KtQq-cJI9P4/s1600-h/100_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220658748449330610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBeLLblbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KtQq-cJI9P4/s320/100_0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley morphing into a buffalo! She really liked seeing all of the wild animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660311091835218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOC5Ieb8VI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EGA4LIT4K70/s320/100_0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Canoodleing Elk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660322761458546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOC5z8sQ3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/DT4p5wTDGIM/s320/100_0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one of the bears we saw in the wild.  It was pretty cool.  There were so many people that were getting close to the bear and he was walking right toward us.  I was a lot afraid it would charge us.  I wasnt way close my camera has a good zoom!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660331257734706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOC6TmXJjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7QLiTaHayTU/s320/100_0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On our way home we stopped at bear world.  It was quite the experience.  If you have never been I highly suggest it.  I got to drive the mini van we rented through the park and the bears are just walking all over right in front of you.  If you stop or they smell food then they will try to get into your car, needless to say the windows were rolled up and I drove as quickly as possible!They also have a petting zoo.  This doe had babies a week ago.  This is the closest Carley will ever get to a real like deer!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660340765148786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOC63BGxnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ur7usDOSuyg/s320/100_0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There were also a few kiddie rides at bear world.  This is a knock off of one that S&amp;amp;S (the company Justin used to work for)made.  Its made by a company in Sweden I think.  We told Carley that her dad made that ride and she asked him why he put blueberries on it and why didnt he paint it different.  Kids minds are awesome arent they!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-5861995029761789646?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/5861995029761789646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=5861995029761789646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/5861995029761789646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/5861995029761789646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2008/07/yellowstone.html' title='Yellowstone'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SHOBcZp_SUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-YoKbeNvmYo/s72-c/100_0611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-8414834031125279438</id><published>2008-06-25T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:42:02.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Carley</title><content type='html'>Its amazing that I have had my daughter for seven years and a few months.  Yesterday she left with her grandma Lou to go to Virginia for a week.  For some reason I have had the hardest time.  I guess its because she is with me most of the time.  I am the one who gets her ready for school, takes her to school, picks her up from school, and spends most of my time with her.  I love her to be with me.  She is my friend, shopping buddy, tv watching buddy, exercise buddy, and food buddy.  I feel kind of lost without her.  I know I should be excited to have some alone time with Justin, and I am, but it just doesnt feel right.  I keep thinking of all the fun things that we can do together when she gets home.  I am sure she is having a great time in Blacksburg, but for now I will just be alone and kind of sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-8414834031125279438?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/8414834031125279438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=8414834031125279438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8414834031125279438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/8414834031125279438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-carley.html' title='I miss Carley'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-4841710173184014660</id><published>2008-06-24T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:47:36.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about time</title><content type='html'>I have been procrastinating, here are some random pics of the last few weeks.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExoocq_bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GYCnUmttfuE/s1600-h/carley+magic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215504417593949618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExoocq_bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GYCnUmttfuE/s320/carley+magic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley is doing magic for our neighbors, its pretty funny to see how she does it.  She sometimes needs a little help from Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExo_5lcMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/921quALSupM/s1600-h/bailee+wii"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215504423889236162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExo_5lcMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/921quALSupM/s320/bailee+wii" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Bailee playing the wii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExpO1vBbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lVoalq_vE7k/s1600-h/carley+and+morgan+wii"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215504427899618738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExpO1vBbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lVoalq_vE7k/s320/carley+and+morgan+wii" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley had a sleepover with Morgan and Bailee.  They woke up in the morning and played the wii. It was pretty funny.  Carley and Morgan really liked it.  Bailee just laid there and played, she did pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExpNIbLaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nHCN9fnBaTQ/s1600-h/dad+and+bros+fathers+day"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215504427441139106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExpNIbLaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nHCN9fnBaTQ/s320/dad+and+bros+fathers+day" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fathers Day 2008 We had a BBQ at my Mom and Dads house.  We bought my Dad a new BBQ Grill it is really nice.  It was a nice day and wonderful afternoon. I had a bad toothache and forget medicine so Mom gave me some of hers.  It was not just a wonderful afternoon, it was a GREAT DAY.  God Bless oxycontin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExpeHUgMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2vviIkXyvrU/s1600-h/dad+bros+and+inlaws+fathers+day"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215504431999910082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExpeHUgMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2vviIkXyvrU/s320/dad+bros+and+inlaws+fathers+day" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are all the Fathers in our family.  They are quite the bunch of characters.  After this they played poker and made the family room smell like real men!!&lt;br /&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/2253668778158442334-4841710173184014660?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/4841710173184014660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=4841710173184014660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/4841710173184014660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/4841710173184014660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-about-time.html' title='Its about time'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SGExoocq_bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GYCnUmttfuE/s72-c/carley+magic' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-2101168885374817057</id><published>2008-06-07T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:21:01.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carley's Dance recital</title><content type='html'>Carley had a dance recital. She did an amazing job.  Me being the great Mom that I am forgot the video camera and the camera, so I took this video with my cell phone which only takes 20 seconds of video at a time.  She is an amazing dancer.  I am excited that she likes to dance.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4aad2ba4a10e2f8a" 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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4aad2ba4a10e2f8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331772518%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7613B209E39D31C0E01239DE67BA2607ADC5DD10.18C61EFD55F4E325BF163F0FCCA9D7F3489B0AE2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4aad2ba4a10e2f8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6T--_hFDQQv6690r6Dz8iKn7umA&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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4aad2ba4a10e2f8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331772518%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7613B209E39D31C0E01239DE67BA2607ADC5DD10.18C61EFD55F4E325BF163F0FCCA9D7F3489B0AE2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4aad2ba4a10e2f8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6T--_hFDQQv6690r6Dz8iKn7umA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-2101168885374817057?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4aad2ba4a10e2f8a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/2101168885374817057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=2101168885374817057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/2101168885374817057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/2101168885374817057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2008/06/carleys-dance-recital.html' title='Carley&apos;s Dance recital'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253668778158442334.post-7855882183590624254</id><published>2008-06-06T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:49:17.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after all of my friends begging me and telling me that I need a blog, I have given in. So I will try my best to keep everyone up to date about our daily life. I thought since I just got back from Ireland I will post some of the pics. I had an amazing time, even though the engine plane I was on decided to quit working over the Atlantic ocean and then again the next day in Colorado, after and emergency night in Montreal. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208810946230371586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SElp9Ug6RQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/v95z5hGKJRU/s320/100_0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208811075556574546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SElqE2SrhVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/94dAApdjww4/s320/100_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Blarney Castle and me kissing the Blarney stone.  It was 10 stories high.  It was really fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253668778158442334-7855882183590624254?l=thewhittierway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/feeds/7855882183590624254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2253668778158442334&amp;postID=7855882183590624254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7855882183590624254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2253668778158442334/posts/default/7855882183590624254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhittierway.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-goes-nothing.html' title='Here goes nothing'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352050453353509767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SYtqdVa08MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pVZ_5eFlMHc/S220/karen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tNkQkFPrF98/SElp9Ug6RQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/v95z5hGKJRU/s72-c/100_0470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
