<?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-8054437534841464388</id><updated>2012-01-27T11:08:22.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delatore Doings</title><subtitle type='html'>Keeping up with Justin, Crystal, and Baby Everett</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-1313022342666672545</id><published>2012-01-25T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:51:31.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Faces of Everett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovUu0OpZbpk/TyA-XRSCxVI/AAAAAAAAA_0/dRCqDAZkfzw/s1600/4.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovUu0OpZbpk/TyA-XRSCxVI/AAAAAAAAA_0/dRCqDAZkfzw/s640/4.2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This one looks like me as a newborn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D33tX1xsF8Y/TyA-Kkw2ZiI/AAAAAAAAA_s/kGc5nnpQcj8/s1600/2.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D33tX1xsF8Y/TyA-Kkw2ZiI/AAAAAAAAA_s/kGc5nnpQcj8/s640/2.1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Hungry face&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eG4sM5ZwRKw/TyA_wYEc0oI/AAAAAAAABAA/8xCR409eKvQ/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eG4sM5ZwRKw/TyA_wYEc0oI/AAAAAAAABAA/8xCR409eKvQ/s640/4.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scowl-ey eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-1313022342666672545?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/1313022342666672545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=1313022342666672545&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1313022342666672545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1313022342666672545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-faces-of-everett.html' title='More Faces of Everett'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovUu0OpZbpk/TyA-XRSCxVI/AAAAAAAAA_0/dRCqDAZkfzw/s72-c/4.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-356937169564799323</id><published>2012-01-22T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:24:55.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombs Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-wKnqZR5uY/TxzD4kEBQgI/AAAAAAAAA-0/d-rFnyy88Zg/s1600/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-wKnqZR5uY/TxzD4kEBQgI/AAAAAAAAA-0/d-rFnyy88Zg/s640/17.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daddy's little co-pilot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-356937169564799323?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/356937169564799323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=356937169564799323&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/356937169564799323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/356937169564799323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2012/01/bombs-away.html' title='Bombs Away'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-wKnqZR5uY/TxzD4kEBQgI/AAAAAAAAA-0/d-rFnyy88Zg/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-299094665456177878</id><published>2012-01-15T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:17:00.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Sweet Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://darinshanthomas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt; has done it again. . . more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4f74QOi1ipE/TxOHLOw1SjI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kgWADI3dFgc/s1600/6.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4f74QOi1ipE/TxOHLOw1SjI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kgWADI3dFgc/s640/6.2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There aren't words.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-299094665456177878?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/299094665456177878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=299094665456177878&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/299094665456177878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/299094665456177878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-sweet-boy.html' title='Our Sweet Boy'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4f74QOi1ipE/TxOHLOw1SjI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kgWADI3dFgc/s72-c/6.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6939793476821394710</id><published>2012-01-13T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:06:55.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Everett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just before midnight on Friday, January 6th, we welcomed Everett Paul Delatore into this world and into our family! He weighed 6 lb 14 oz and was 18.7 inches long. He is healthy and perfect, and we are so happy to have him. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6939793476821394710?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6939793476821394710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6939793476821394710&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6939793476821394710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6939793476821394710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-baby-everett.html' title='Welcome Baby Everett'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aKAKExe2s5w/Tw_bjK_B41I/AAAAAAAAA90/F4MQjC0yLEo/s72-c/DSC04468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6956540878547445574</id><published>2012-01-01T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T19:19:52.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;New Year's Eve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;AKA our baby's estimated date of arrival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it came and it went, and Baby is still nice and cozy on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So we rang in the new year with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ocean's 11 (in honor of 2011),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;farmer's market oranges,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and Gummy Bears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Thanks to Aunt Lynnie and Cousin Katie for the year's supply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So how about some new years thoughts while we wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As &lt;a href="http://lds.org/liahona/2012/01/living-the-abundant-life?lang=eng"&gt;President Monson puts it&lt;/a&gt;, for a year (or a life) filled with an abundance of success, goodness, and blessings, just remember you ABCs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A is for Attitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So much in life depends on our attitude. The way we choose to see things and respond to others makes all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;We can’t direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails. For maximum happiness, peace, and contentment, may we&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="emphasis" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a positive attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;B is for Believe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;"&gt;Thomas Fuller, an English churchman and historian who lived in the 17th century, penned&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;"&gt;this truth: “He does not believe that does not live according to his belief.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;sup class="noteMarker" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 1; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: super;"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;"&gt;Don’t limit yourself and don’t let others convince you that you are limited in what you can&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;"&gt;do. Believe in yourself and then live so as to reach your possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;C is for Courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Courage is required to make an initial thrust toward one’s coveted goal, but even greater courage is called for when one stumbles and must make a second effort to achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Have the determination to make the effort, the single-mindedness to work toward a worthy goal, and the courage not only to face the challenges that inevitably come but also to make a second effort, should such be required.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those were my favoite parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Good words to remember&amp;nbsp;for the new year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here's to 2012. What a wonderful year it will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6956540878547445574?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6956540878547445574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6956540878547445574&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6956540878547445574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6956540878547445574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2012/01/december-31.html' title='December 31'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-834149435880594629</id><published>2011-12-24T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T20:30:34.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Merry Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqNyEWziKB8/TvahwJBRoKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/hto21YKD1ho/s1600/greeting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqNyEWziKB8/TvahwJBRoKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/hto21YKD1ho/s640/greeting.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shannon took some pictures for us yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is not quite finished with them, but I wanted to post one for Christmas anyway and document our growing family. Wishing you the very best!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-834149435880594629?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/834149435880594629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=834149435880594629&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/834149435880594629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/834149435880594629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-minute-merry-wishes.html' title='Last Minute Merry Wishes'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqNyEWziKB8/TvahwJBRoKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/hto21YKD1ho/s72-c/greeting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7520108920810705668</id><published>2011-12-18T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:03:59.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November and Then Some</title><content type='html'>Or should I say &lt;a href="http://us.movember.com/about/"&gt;Movember. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCXTzbuRzBg/Tu5qC6KZpjI/AAAAAAAAA8s/sPieEukPNdI/s1600/DSC04426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="579" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCXTzbuRzBg/Tu5qC6KZpjI/AAAAAAAAA8s/sPieEukPNdI/s640/DSC04426.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vote for Pedro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucdmQkXauv8/Tu5qZB1a8FI/AAAAAAAAA80/ZFvdgGqIit0/s1600/DSC04412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ucdmQkXauv8/Tu5qZB1a8FI/AAAAAAAAA80/ZFvdgGqIit0/s640/DSC04412.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before I let him shave off the goatee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While Justin grew facial hair, I continued to grow a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSqvoVa0AgI/Tu5r0gZGNII/AAAAAAAAA9I/VQQYTqx9EFU/s1600/DSC04447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSqvoVa0AgI/Tu5r0gZGNII/AAAAAAAAA9I/VQQYTqx9EFU/s640/DSC04447.JPG" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;36 weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99r6OccJR_E/Tu5t7HNfKwI/AAAAAAAAA9c/JPr5M0fw530/s1600/DSC04454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99r6OccJR_E/Tu5t7HNfKwI/AAAAAAAAA9c/JPr5M0fw530/s640/DSC04454.JPG" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;38 weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We set up the Christmas tree (which has yet to be decorated) and set up the crib. Well, I say we, but Justin actually did both of those things. I point and he picks up :) It goes back to my childhood really, but I'll save that story for another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIN2ShY1Z70/Tu5r0ACf-EI/AAAAAAAAA9A/_i4SnQ8IDZI/s1600/DSC04439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vIN2ShY1Z70/Tu5r0ACf-EI/AAAAAAAAA9A/_i4SnQ8IDZI/s640/DSC04439.JPG" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWs734RUcZw/Tu5r2cf6ydI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/bvuShbFlL_w/s1600/DSC04452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWs734RUcZw/Tu5r2cf6ydI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/bvuShbFlL_w/s640/DSC04452.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Justin and I are both out of school, so now we get to rest and get ready for our little bundle of joy to arrive. He could get here any time within the next few weeks! And since I have been quite infrequent about posting, the next time I do, it might be about a family of three instead of two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7520108920810705668?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7520108920810705668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7520108920810705668&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7520108920810705668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7520108920810705668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/12/november-and-then-some.html' title='November and Then Some'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCXTzbuRzBg/Tu5qC6KZpjI/AAAAAAAAA8s/sPieEukPNdI/s72-c/DSC04426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6809103363812744211</id><published>2011-10-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T20:39:27.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>Let's do this chronologically shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to Vegas for the &lt;a href="http://iamphast.org/about-the-phast"&gt;PHAST&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;If you weren't there, you should have been.&amp;nbsp;If you were there, well, you know what I mean. I should have got a picture of the relay team, but alas, I did not. Let's just say that Jamie in the pool + Doug on the bike + Shannon on the home stretch run = a pretty fast time. I am determined to train for a triathlon and complete one on my own after baby gets here. Who's with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie came down too and brought me the cutest thing you can imagine made with her own two hands. I mean it just makes me melt every time I look at it. I can only imagine how I will feel when our boy is wearing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of baby,&amp;nbsp;28 Weeks of pregnancy came and went. He is going to be here before we know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWepCQcZOqA/Tq4GODKdQ6I/AAAAAAAAA7g/-cmAsUfo7Kk/s1600/DSC04407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWepCQcZOqA/Tq4GODKdQ6I/AAAAAAAAA7g/-cmAsUfo7Kk/s400/DSC04407.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hat by Jam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lCnvvhZuwVs/Tq4JFaIxXSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/GkvXL2ZvR9I/s1600/DSC04379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lCnvvhZuwVs/Tq4JFaIxXSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/GkvXL2ZvR9I/s640/DSC04379.JPG" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;28 weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Was able to snag my brother for a half a day. We went to lunch and went shopping at Bass Pro. I gave him some old international calling cards I had collected and a pack of socks we never used. You would have thought he had just won five hundred dollars. Boy likes socks and calling cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Justin and I also did some shopping of our own. . . one time for a little stroller and car seat research if you will. We want a fairly good quality contraption. Something that can carry the car seat, is durable, and folds up nice too. Any suggestions? One we liked at Target was kind of an &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/p/Graco-Trekko-3-Wheel-Stroller/-/A-13425686"&gt;all terrain baby pusher.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On one of our Target runs, I don't remember what we went in for, but we left with the very last one of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EO_Q4SwKyD8/Tq4QUcCwdUI/AAAAAAAAA8M/wT1B09EJ3G4/s1600/DSC04403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EO_Q4SwKyD8/Tq4QUcCwdUI/AAAAAAAAA8M/wT1B09EJ3G4/s400/DSC04403.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Irresistible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Halloween. About this. Justin has had this brilliant idea for my costume pretty much since we found out I was pregnant. The &lt;i&gt;day of&lt;/i&gt; our ward Halloween party--after some Photoshop action and some tricky ironing--we finally made this dream a reality. (Costumes made possible by &lt;a href="http://www.hobbylobby.com/"&gt;Hobby Lobby&lt;/a&gt;.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;P.S. There is now a&amp;nbsp;Hobby Lobby&amp;nbsp;in Rancho. If you haven't been, you should go, and if you have been, well, you know what I mean. It just might become an addiction for me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;P.P.S. Yes we are wearing short sleeves on the NIGHT of October 29. Also, today in a meeting, someone mentioned the possibility of having one of our Christmas party activities outside. I love California weather. That could never happen in Idaho. I'm just sayin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h8shya9UX04/Tq4MXPO97hI/AAAAAAAAA74/uKZvONT4sfE/s1600/DSC04391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h8shya9UX04/Tq4MXPO97hI/AAAAAAAAA74/uKZvONT4sfE/s640/DSC04391.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, it's just the Death Star blowing up Alderaan.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3xAmtWpEco0/Tq4MZA8LcpI/AAAAAAAAA8A/GCWdRGBTyMk/s1600/DSC04392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3xAmtWpEco0/Tq4MZA8LcpI/AAAAAAAAA8A/GCWdRGBTyMk/s640/DSC04392.JPG" width="474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look who else we ran into.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In case you haven't seen enough, let's throw in one more belly picture. This one was actually taken today.&amp;nbsp;And that about sums up October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srn7N9y7Zk8/Tq4TA0XtaRI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_T9hxkipGcQ/s1600/DSC04395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srn7N9y7Zk8/Tq4TA0XtaRI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_T9hxkipGcQ/s640/DSC04395.JPG" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;31 weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6809103363812744211?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6809103363812744211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6809103363812744211&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6809103363812744211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6809103363812744211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWepCQcZOqA/Tq4GODKdQ6I/AAAAAAAAA7g/-cmAsUfo7Kk/s72-c/DSC04407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6634576288382261384</id><published>2011-09-29T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:08:04.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk and Pico de Gallo</title><content type='html'>Justin loves a good pico de gallo.&lt;br /&gt;I got the Trader Joe's version once recently and he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Would eat it by the spoon full if I'd let him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a long day for me at work. When I was finally able to head home I decided that despite my tiredness and how late I was, I wanted to stop to pick up some pico de gallo for Justin. He would love it. He had suggested having burritos for dinner earlier that day and this would be the perfect topping. As I got to the store I thought about calling to see what else we needed, but I decided against it as not to ruin the surprise. I thought we might be low on milk so I just left it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gallon of milk, and a tub of pico de gallo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled in anticipation as I lugged Baby and me with all of my school stuff and groceries up to the third floor where we currently reside. I walked in to find a beautiful burrito bar laid out on the table complete with sauteed peppers and onions. As he finished warming our tortillas, Justin saw my grocery bag and said reluctantly, "Ooh, I already went to Trader Joe's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But did you get this?" I said hopefully as I pulled out my great surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He did.&lt;br /&gt;He also got milk among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that about sums up our relationship.&amp;nbsp;He does everything for me and asks for nothing in return. It's really quite ridiculous the number of times I have&amp;nbsp;tried to surprise him in some way or another and fail miserably. . . like I am trying to prove something but the universe is against me because really, I don't have to prove anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burritos were excellent.&lt;br /&gt;And to top them off, a glass of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Disclaimer: I didn't give up on my quest to do something nice so I surprised him the next night with a book on tape from the library that we've been meaning to read. He came home while &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; was making dinner this time, which turned out okay after a second try in the oven. Nobody wants to eat crunchy rice.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6634576288382261384?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6634576288382261384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6634576288382261384&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6634576288382261384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6634576288382261384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/09/milk-and-pico-de-gallo.html' title='Milk and Pico de Gallo'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4606835742782352722</id><published>2011-09-10T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T13:08:13.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXKwgkb0wAY/Tmu9SSGm7bI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ExTAkN8IJ2I/s1600/DSC04374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXKwgkb0wAY/Tmu9SSGm7bI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ExTAkN8IJ2I/s640/DSC04374.JPG" width="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;24 Weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feeling good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Baby is growing and moving lots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have a doctor appointment this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Work is keeping me busy and&amp;nbsp;Justin studies every chance he gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But we try to have fun too and enjoy this wonderful life we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to some friends who gifted us movie tickets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We saw &lt;i&gt;The Help&lt;/i&gt; last night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Excellent movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Very touching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-4606835742782352722?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4606835742782352722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4606835742782352722&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4606835742782352722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4606835742782352722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/09/24-weeks.html' title='24 Weeks'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXKwgkb0wAY/Tmu9SSGm7bI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ExTAkN8IJ2I/s72-c/DSC04374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4789698651214809386</id><published>2011-08-30T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T17:09:14.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just for fun. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xa_nzm6ybb8/Tl14d1THiUI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0uAJeXLJzE0/s1600/DSC04351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xa_nzm6ybb8/Tl14d1THiUI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0uAJeXLJzE0/s640/DSC04351.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;19 Weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8AnCjKaCd0/Tl14Y-vOD8I/AAAAAAAAA7A/DJSN_xr86Ac/s1600/DSC04372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8AnCjKaCd0/Tl14Y-vOD8I/AAAAAAAAA7A/DJSN_xr86Ac/s640/DSC04372.JPG" width="431" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;21 Weeks (almost 5 months if you're counting the months)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;More to come. . . since&amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure he's growing bigger each day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8AnCjKaCd0/Tl14Y-vOD8I/AAAAAAAAA7A/DJSN_xr86Ac/s1600/DSC04372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-4789698651214809386?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4789698651214809386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4789698651214809386&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4789698651214809386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4789698651214809386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/08/growing-baby.html' title='Growing Baby'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xa_nzm6ybb8/Tl14d1THiUI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0uAJeXLJzE0/s72-c/DSC04351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-3462462347846912198</id><published>2011-08-17T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:01:14.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Baby:&lt;/b&gt; As far as we can tell, everything is perfect. Baby's been growing for about 20 weeks now and it's starting to show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Justin:&lt;/b&gt; After being back to school for one week he had his first test, which he thinks went well. At home, Justin is so good to me. He makes me breakfast every morning while I am still waking up in the shower, AND he packs my lunch every day before sending me off to school and starting on his own work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; I am feeling quite good. School is busy but going fairly well so far. I'm teaching more technology this year, which is new and fun for the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-3462462347846912198?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/3462462347846912198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=3462462347846912198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3462462347846912198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3462462347846912198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/08/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6497157884171531714</id><published>2011-08-01T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:12:27.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break: Week 8</title><content type='html'>Well, our last week of summer break has finally arrived.&amp;nbsp;We kicked it off with an exciting ultrasound. The findings were just as I suspected. . .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nruvpaErELg/TjeC_du-rkI/AAAAAAAAA54/r16QdQWKXEY/s1600/baby+man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nruvpaErELg/TjeC_du-rkI/AAAAAAAAA54/r16QdQWKXEY/s640/baby+man.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Proof&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And boy are we excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The rest of the week I will spend getting ready to go back to school.&amp;nbsp;Justin will just have to have fun without me because I am simply NOT ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been a good break, but we knew it couldn't last forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's to another year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fx6KzBRyV0/TjeGZJFfLmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/3XzeSbB9Q0o/s1600/baby+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="470" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fx6KzBRyV0/TjeGZJFfLmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/3XzeSbB9Q0o/s640/baby+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6497157884171531714?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6497157884171531714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6497157884171531714&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6497157884171531714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6497157884171531714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-break-week-8.html' title='Summer Break: Week 8'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nruvpaErELg/TjeC_du-rkI/AAAAAAAAA54/r16QdQWKXEY/s72-c/baby+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-1307022238621271958</id><published>2011-07-31T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T21:52:15.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break: Week 6 and 7</title><content type='html'>Week six was largely spent doing some early preparations (aka deep cleaning) for the arrival of our little one. Speaking of our little guy/gal, we had some more pictures taken and it was right around this time that&amp;nbsp;I started to feel little kicks from the inside. They are so cute. Last chance for predictions. . . we will most likely be able to end the suspense tomorrow. Morning. 10:10 AM. Don't worry, if it's not killing you, I'm dying to know enough for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLcIKmKUzaU/TjYjN2khk9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/-P1y7Foot6M/s1600/Scan+112120000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLcIKmKUzaU/TjYjN2khk9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/-P1y7Foot6M/s640/Scan+112120000.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week seven was monumental. Justin had a birthday. But that's not the monumental news. The real news is that in honor of his birthday, we became Costco members. I wish I had a picture to document our excitement about this event. Thanks to Justin's parents for the birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also able to surprise Justin with a little gift myself (which is saying something because for some reason I always seem to blow my cover). The best part is that I got it right under his nose when we were both in the same store. I got him a book. It's one he wanted, something about a woman with a worm in her head? Infectious diseases? Doctor stuff. He's reading it as we speak, so it must be good. . . if you like that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his actual birthday he got to do all sorts of fun things like play basketball (boy loves to play basketball), go surfing, and go out to eat. What more could a guy want. Wait there's more. What made it even better was when we got to meet up with the &lt;a href="http://tylerandelisabeth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Williams family&lt;/a&gt;, three (four) of our most special friends. They took us to a great beach for surfing and Justin gave it a go. Highlight of Justin's birthday: Luke leaning down to scoop up a pile of sand with his mouth. Repeatedly. Love that little sweet guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EChkRgW1sZc/TjYsSSNcb8I/AAAAAAAAA5o/lXPlenA6-lw/s1600/DSC04343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EChkRgW1sZc/TjYsSSNcb8I/AAAAAAAAA5o/lXPlenA6-lw/s640/DSC04343.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRNEJ2j8OuU/TjYsUxCQtdI/AAAAAAAAA5s/q_qGuZ-nB8Q/s1600/DSC04344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRNEJ2j8OuU/TjYsUxCQtdI/AAAAAAAAA5s/q_qGuZ-nB8Q/s640/DSC04344.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin with Tyler the professional. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Turns out the waves were a wee bit too small for that short board of his.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHrmhV23oeI/TjYsWxHvyOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/yq7UWYWKeyw/s1600/DSC04350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHrmhV23oeI/TjYsWxHvyOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/yq7UWYWKeyw/s640/DSC04350.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to summer.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for exciting news to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-1307022238621271958?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/1307022238621271958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=1307022238621271958&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1307022238621271958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1307022238621271958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-break-week-6-and-7.html' title='Summer Break: Week 6 and 7'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLcIKmKUzaU/TjYjN2khk9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/-P1y7Foot6M/s72-c/Scan+112120000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-5151815863533735328</id><published>2011-07-17T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:08:00.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break: Week 3. . . and 4 and 5</title><content type='html'>Week three was mostly spent getting ready for weeks 4 and 5 that we spent on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: Utah to visit these fine folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H-FFerEf7kk/TiOnTeutFII/AAAAAAAAA30/sPpTa3y0dQ0/s1600/DSC04255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H-FFerEf7kk/TiOnTeutFII/AAAAAAAAA30/sPpTa3y0dQ0/s640/DSC04255.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rachel, Abigail, Josh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Justin's parents went to a wedding reception we decided to hit up the &lt;a href="http://www.rooftopconcertseries.com/"&gt;roof top concert series&lt;/a&gt; in Provo. Justin's sister and her family&amp;nbsp;came with us and my sister and her husband made it down from Salt Lake too. It was quite a fun show and well worth it if you are in the area for the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pADN5MPYf70/TiOrnXLc_uI/AAAAAAAAA38/dVyNgwoATec/s1600/DSC04261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pADN5MPYf70/TiOrnXLc_uI/AAAAAAAAA38/dVyNgwoATec/s640/DSC04261.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Our view of the stage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPvkKQ3c6RE/TiOrt8wQQdI/AAAAAAAAA4E/UV9OlD_jxQg/s1600/DSC04264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPvkKQ3c6RE/TiOrt8wQQdI/AAAAAAAAA4E/UV9OlD_jxQg/s640/DSC04264.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jamie and Doug&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FluVF4pXKWY/TiOrq1WPh8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/td27aG1iFxU/s1600/DSC04263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FluVF4pXKWY/TiOrq1WPh8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/td27aG1iFxU/s640/DSC04263.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoying the pre-show show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next it was on to Idaho Falls for the best fireworks show this side of the Mississippi. . . plus dinner right across the river from the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ctx47UT-Sw/TiOvLbbtBkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/IE3rWEOSR6g/s1600/DSC04266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ctx47UT-Sw/TiOvLbbtBkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/IE3rWEOSR6g/s640/DSC04266.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dessert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8T4U1R4hmyA/TiOu-XtY5II/AAAAAAAAA4M/zBmIrQCxDiM/s1600/DSC04274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8T4U1R4hmyA/TiOu-XtY5II/AAAAAAAAA4M/zBmIrQCxDiM/s640/DSC04274.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lauren, Jeff, and Ava sporting the patriotic t-shirts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-otzNrtOBxqg/TiOvc5yADcI/AAAAAAAAA4U/uUZZy_GNp6E/s1600/DSC04276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-otzNrtOBxqg/TiOvc5yADcI/AAAAAAAAA4U/uUZZy_GNp6E/s640/DSC04276.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama and Papa Delatore, the ones who made it all happen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BE1OYYRpIbY/TiOwFxcwfbI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/38DGP7kXE9k/s1600/DSC04268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BE1OYYRpIbY/TiOwFxcwfbI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/38DGP7kXE9k/s640/DSC04268.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marcy and Kelsey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After Idaho we lost no time and headed right out the the beach the very next day. We stayed at a beach house with my sister and her family and some friends of theirs. We had a blast playing on the beach, digging for sand crabs, eating good food, reading books, and playing games after the kiddos went to bed (if we could stay up for it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pVTPbAdFNQ/TiO1RYZDffI/AAAAAAAAA4g/C-vUdgXhLlc/s1600/DSC04285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pVTPbAdFNQ/TiO1RYZDffI/AAAAAAAAA4g/C-vUdgXhLlc/s640/DSC04285.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marlee, probably eating an "ogre bar" aka granola bar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF-0tJqgO2A/TiO165BLyNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Tj1BxXh-mPc/s1600/DSC04290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF-0tJqgO2A/TiO165BLyNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Tj1BxXh-mPc/s640/DSC04290.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPwS-4GnP2s/TiO1uHx-hGI/AAAAAAAAA4k/bFJQvPNAu_U/s1600/DSC04297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPwS-4GnP2s/TiO1uHx-hGI/AAAAAAAAA4k/bFJQvPNAu_U/s640/DSC04297.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shannon with the frisbee. Yeah, Darin fed that one to the sharks. The frisbee, not Shannon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjOIEGsO5Cs/TiO2GXTAX7I/AAAAAAAAA4s/R0P1kqpb894/s1600/DSC04302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjOIEGsO5Cs/TiO2GXTAX7I/AAAAAAAAA4s/R0P1kqpb894/s640/DSC04302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sand crabs!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBZmSNQ-KRM/TiO3Y0L_E6I/AAAAAAAAA40/2tphkLYmORc/s1600/DSC04309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBZmSNQ-KRM/TiO3Y0L_E6I/AAAAAAAAA40/2tphkLYmORc/s640/DSC04309.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKD4YFdEDCw/TiO60jovSMI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PbzG14kactw/s1600/DSC04318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKD4YFdEDCw/TiO60jovSMI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PbzG14kactw/s640/DSC04318.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the smallest traveler of the bunch but definitely not the least:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4p4wbS2LTtM/TiO85sMubWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/XM4SKVbE24g/s1600/DSC04336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="560" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4p4wbS2LTtM/TiO85sMubWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/XM4SKVbE24g/s640/DSC04336.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;More baby updates are soon to come. Will we need to get a cute little bathing suit or cute little-man trunks? What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-5151815863533735328?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/5151815863533735328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=5151815863533735328&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5151815863533735328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5151815863533735328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-break-week-3-and-4-and-5.html' title='Summer Break: Week 3. . . and 4 and 5'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H-FFerEf7kk/TiOnTeutFII/AAAAAAAAA30/sPpTa3y0dQ0/s72-c/DSC04255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4852162731419447318</id><published>2011-06-30T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:08:26.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break: Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Week two included but was not limited to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cold Sores&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fathers Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZHQscyZYfc/TgzR7ulWVnI/AAAAAAAAA3U/G6-8OzZfa6E/s1600/DSC04253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZHQscyZYfc/TgzR7ulWVnI/AAAAAAAAA3U/G6-8OzZfa6E/s640/DSC04253.JPG" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Showing off his two Father's Day presents at my request:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the tie and the ball&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shoe shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some swimming and some walking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dodge ball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;A morning lake trip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4NKww1l-_A/TgzS2bHH4DI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6xm0R97woG4/s1600/DSC04230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4NKww1l-_A/TgzS2bHH4DI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6xm0R97woG4/s640/DSC04230.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-2O9KVqVzQ/TgzS5E40VbI/AAAAAAAAA3c/s7XZLRBs8k8/s1600/DSC04235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-2O9KVqVzQ/TgzS5E40VbI/AAAAAAAAA3c/s7XZLRBs8k8/s640/DSC04235.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWjLM_5RKkg/TgzS5VO_RAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/4Z6qM7_kdyo/s1600/PART_1308893311206.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWjLM_5RKkg/TgzS5VO_RAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/4Z6qM7_kdyo/s400/PART_1308893311206.jpeg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sore muscles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://lds.org/church/temples?lang=eng"&gt;temple&lt;/a&gt; trip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYsad2oqkY0/TgzWWIxDjSI/AAAAAAAAA3o/V52dgA09r28/s1600/t__0034_Redlands_CA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYsad2oqkY0/TgzWWIxDjSI/AAAAAAAAA3o/V52dgA09r28/s640/t__0034_Redlands_CA.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Redlands, CA Temple&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYsad2oqkY0/TgzWWIxDjSI/AAAAAAAAA3o/V52dgA09r28/s1600/t__0034_Redlands_CA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some &lt;a href="http://www.caferio.com/locations"&gt;Cafe Rio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;The dentist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Basketball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/study/topics/stake?lang=eng"&gt;Stake&lt;/a&gt; conference&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-4852162731419447318?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4852162731419447318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4852162731419447318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4852162731419447318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4852162731419447318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-break-week-2.html' title='Summer Break: Week 2'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZHQscyZYfc/TgzR7ulWVnI/AAAAAAAAA3U/G6-8OzZfa6E/s72-c/DSC04253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-5934711898901907079</id><published>2011-06-22T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T20:58:32.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break: Week 1</title><content type='html'>So, Justin is now a second year medical student. Well done. And the best news is that we have 8 weeks off together, which is pretty much the last summer break we will have. Ever. Sad. But happy too. You see, next summer Justin will be taking his boards (step one out of two) AND we will be moving to Oregon. Then the summers after that he will be doing rotations, and then there's residency. . . &amp;nbsp;Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets get right down to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among other things (like a movie and a pool party), week one of summer break involved a trip to Newport Beach for a two night getaway to a really fancy hotel. (Thanks for the tip Papa D) The Balboa Bay Yacht Club. It's the kind of place people stay if they own a couple of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWGB1-PncBg/TgKhtRNIYCI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YOPiX9WPwCk/s1600/DSC04216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWGB1-PncBg/TgKhtRNIYCI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YOPiX9WPwCk/s640/DSC04216.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed down early the fist day to meet some friends for a day at the dog beach (one of the couples has a dog) where we got really sun burnt, but had a good time none the less.&amp;nbsp;Justin even got a surfing lesson from one of his friends and fellow medical students. It's quite a funny story, you should ask him about it some time. Alas, I do not have any pictures from this day because I forgot to pull out my camera and snap some. Blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (after and amazing breakfast brought to our room) we headed out to enjoy the town. This time I totally planned to take pictures but accidentally left my camera in my other bag. Blast! Blast! So use your imaginations. We took a boat tour of the bay where we got to hear about all the ridiculously expensive houses and lots located on the water along with the famous people who have owned them. We also went out to the open ocean were we saw sea lions, and as an added bonus, rode along with a huge pod of dolphins. (This is the part where I realized I had left my camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nz-XrFZFmW4/TgKsJ9Qnj1I/AAAAAAAAA20/eo44bNar9Ks/s1600/DSC04205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nz-XrFZFmW4/TgKsJ9Qnj1I/AAAAAAAAA20/eo44bNar9Ks/s640/DSC04205.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The bay from our balcony&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That evening we walked across the street to a couple of little shops Justin likes to visit when he's in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVRLZdFdUJ0/TgKi46YQL3I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/vkSQuXHS_P0/s1600/DSC04210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVRLZdFdUJ0/TgKi46YQL3I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/vkSQuXHS_P0/s640/DSC04210.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He especially enjoys this one. I just play along in admiration and let the man dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3NoC6Ouy1M/TgKjUPw6EZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8tFyMOI_7j4/s1600/DSC04213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3NoC6Ouy1M/TgKjUPw6EZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8tFyMOI_7j4/s640/DSC04213.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After perusing the merchandise, we headed off to Lido Island to pick up Grandma Tilly. She took us out to The Ritz Restaurant, which is probably the nicest restaurant I have ever been to. The food was DIVINE. Fabulous. I mean, there really aren't words. Thanks Grandma Tilly! It was a wonderful evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we again enjoyed another perfect breakfast (at the restaurant this time) with a view of the bay, and then slowly packed up and made our way down to check out. Did I mention this whole deal came with free valet parking? I think the valets were all BYU boys too. It was funny, each time one brought our car around they saw the sticker and gave us a shout out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's to the Yacht Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xah2b1UB1sE/TgKpXefipOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/YsiSh-KeAP0/s1600/DSC04201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xah2b1UB1sE/TgKpXefipOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/YsiSh-KeAP0/s640/DSC04201.JPG" width="442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We thought this fancy hat was a must to go with our fancy stay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To wrap up the week we got another little peak at our growing babe. His (or her) heart is still pumping away (we heard it)! Have I mentioned that his estimated day of arrival is December 31st?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZXP1KgvCrY/TgK2tBedQdI/AAAAAAAAA28/EPeii4QLoZ4/s1600/SCAN0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="494" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZXP1KgvCrY/TgK2tBedQdI/AAAAAAAAA28/EPeii4QLoZ4/s640/SCAN0001.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looking a little less like an &lt;a href="http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-beginnings.html"&gt;alien&lt;/a&gt; and more like a head and a belly?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zktVIBTJcyY/TgKphIEITnI/AAAAAAAAA2o/gFOThwpCm00/s1600/DSC04206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hrZ-y0n9gg/TgKpjdW3JII/AAAAAAAAA2s/2UnxvxL5WfM/s1600/DSC04207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hrZ-y0n9gg/TgKpjdW3JII/AAAAAAAAA2s/2UnxvxL5WfM/s640/DSC04207.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-5934711898901907079?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/5934711898901907079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=5934711898901907079&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5934711898901907079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5934711898901907079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-break-week-1.html' title='Summer Break: Week 1'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWGB1-PncBg/TgKhtRNIYCI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YOPiX9WPwCk/s72-c/DSC04216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6475940876317569002</id><published>2011-06-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:17:39.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Justin and I have 8 weeks off together to enjoy however we see fit. We hope to make the most of them. While I was wrapping up my school year, however, and before Justin finished his last test (and his first year of medical school I might add) a few things happened. Here they are in chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I won a dress. Won. &lt;a href="http://placetobloom.blogspot.com/2011/05/lucky-lucky-shabby-apple-winner.html"&gt;See?&lt;/a&gt; It was one of those blog give aways. What are the odds? About 1:163 actually, and I was the lucky winner! I won it from a neat-o blog called &lt;a href="http://placetobloom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloom&lt;/a&gt;. I think that name is a coincidence in and of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The same day I won the dress, my homeroom class won a pizza party for best attendance. Pinky was right, I should have bought a lottery ticket that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. On June 1st, the day of my birth, I got to be excited about another hopeful birth when I saw this little peanut. He (or she) was quite active and his little heart was beating away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2gBlzuJ7Ds/TgFI8A2qBGI/AAAAAAAAA18/IjbAhFsPdGs/s1600/img027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2gBlzuJ7Ds/TgFI8A2qBGI/AAAAAAAAA18/IjbAhFsPdGs/s640/img027.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. I left Justin home to study while I went to visit my sister and her little bundle of joy. You must look at &lt;a href="http://darinshanthomas.blogspot.com/2011/06/photoshoot.html"&gt;these pictures&lt;/a&gt; she took while I was there. So precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o9AzrvX23tM/TgFLH4JbPRI/AAAAAAAAA2E/6m-JmpX2RVQ/s1600/nora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o9AzrvX23tM/TgFLH4JbPRI/AAAAAAAAA2E/6m-JmpX2RVQ/s640/nora.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5. I came home to find that my dress had come in the mail and that my sweet husband had made my favorite birthday cake: Rainbow Chip. And he only messed up on one digit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2gBlzuJ7Ds/TgFI8A2qBGI/AAAAAAAAA18/IjbAhFsPdGs/s1600/img027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHF-_yaFCN8/TgFGteHyuvI/AAAAAAAAA10/WXIGTvnF1pk/s1600/DSC04176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHF-_yaFCN8/TgFGteHyuvI/AAAAAAAAA10/WXIGTvnF1pk/s640/DSC04176.JPG" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvIEB34NsP8/TgFLqjQp1-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/MCc6Okuyz-k/s1600/DSC04190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvIEB34NsP8/TgFLqjQp1-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/MCc6Okuyz-k/s640/DSC04190.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That 8 actually started off as a 7. Ha! Love him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6475940876317569002?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6475940876317569002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6475940876317569002&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6475940876317569002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6475940876317569002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-beginnings.html' title='Summer Beginnings'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2gBlzuJ7Ds/TgFI8A2qBGI/AAAAAAAAA18/IjbAhFsPdGs/s72-c/img027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-8121242005944550764</id><published>2011-06-08T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:45:58.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind</title><content type='html'>Let's back up to May, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 4th, my beloved brother returned home from a &lt;a href="http://lds.org/church/facts?lang=eng"&gt;2 year mission&lt;/a&gt; for our church in Brazil.&amp;nbsp;When he left, Marlee was still in the womb. ( As you can see there was another one in the womb for his return.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmn-dhk8feE/Te_f3r0U1II/AAAAAAAAA0w/yEvM9J0xg6w/s1600/DSC00406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="568" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmn-dhk8feE/Te_f3r0U1II/AAAAAAAAA0w/yEvM9J0xg6w/s640/DSC00406.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3F_vaJyLdo/Te_jXU-4ssI/AAAAAAAAA08/EN_cbUidRok/s1600/DSC00384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3F_vaJyLdo/Te_jXU-4ssI/AAAAAAAAA08/EN_cbUidRok/s640/DSC00384.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He left with two suitcases (the same ones I used in Argentina) and, after being moved around a lot, came back with one very tattered piece of luggage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWMnqw-BN1o/Te_iYSdf60I/AAAAAAAAA04/IladVVKifPc/s1600/DSC00405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWMnqw-BN1o/Te_iYSdf60I/AAAAAAAAA04/IladVVKifPc/s640/DSC00405.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We ate "nacks" (Marlee's word for snacks) while we waited, thanks to GG, and as we were entertaining ourselves, Zack decided to make his appearance a few minutes early. He was 3/4 of the way down the escalator before anyone noticed him coming! What kind of fan club are we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMimRFoeivk/Te_rcZZUqtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/MKSlYfNLpWY/s1600/DSC00383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMimRFoeivk/Te_rcZZUqtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/MKSlYfNLpWY/s640/DSC00383.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhKVcn2KeWg/Te_sF5xVijI/AAAAAAAAA1k/gyNdzuZ81UE/s1600/DSC00388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="616" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhKVcn2KeWg/Te_sF5xVijI/AAAAAAAAA1k/gyNdzuZ81UE/s640/DSC00388.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SjeA60bffRA/Te_reOUQVGI/AAAAAAAAA1c/7T0jZ_tu-hM/s1600/DSC00386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SjeA60bffRA/Te_reOUQVGI/AAAAAAAAA1c/7T0jZ_tu-hM/s640/DSC00386.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course my mom was as happy as could be to have her boy back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXuBc2n4vIE/Te_jacRSyaI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Fgo4hFTTUTk/s1600/DSC00403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXuBc2n4vIE/Te_jacRSyaI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Fgo4hFTTUTk/s640/DSC00403.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin couldn't make it to the airport, but he made it to the welcome home party, and I am happy to have this boy back with me every chance I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIDDtK2PFeU/Te_oJHvHYAI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CG_PzZGAXjA/s1600/DSC00431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIDDtK2PFeU/Te_oJHvHYAI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CG_PzZGAXjA/s640/DSC00431.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-8121242005944550764?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/8121242005944550764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=8121242005944550764&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8121242005944550764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8121242005944550764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/06/rewind.html' title='Rewind'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmn-dhk8feE/Te_f3r0U1II/AAAAAAAAA0w/yEvM9J0xg6w/s72-c/DSC00406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-8435709405330710395</id><published>2011-05-16T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:40:20.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight is Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eol0gL3WEvY/TdHsemhSd_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/hQWCxMYjrW4/s1600/Photo+13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eol0gL3WEvY/TdHsemhSd_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/hQWCxMYjrW4/s1600/Photo+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Occasionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I am now the proud owner of a straightener. There's a first time for everything.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-8435709405330710395?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/8435709405330710395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=8435709405330710395&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8435709405330710395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8435709405330710395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/05/straight-is-great.html' title='Straight is Great'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eol0gL3WEvY/TdHsemhSd_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/hQWCxMYjrW4/s72-c/Photo+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-32991207887069979</id><published>2011-05-01T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T14:10:30.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Inspiration</title><content type='html'>Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom;&lt;br /&gt;Lead thou me on!&lt;br /&gt;The night is dark, and I am far from home;&lt;br /&gt;Lead thou me on!&lt;br /&gt;Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see&lt;br /&gt;The distant scene--one step enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not ever thus, nor pray'd that thou&lt;br /&gt;Shouldst lead me on.&lt;br /&gt;I loved to choose and see my path; but now,&lt;br /&gt;Lead thou me on!&lt;br /&gt;I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,&lt;br /&gt;Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long thy pow'r hath blest me, sure it still&lt;br /&gt;Will lead me on&lt;br /&gt;O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till&lt;br /&gt;The night is gone.&lt;br /&gt;And with the morn those angel faces smile,&lt;br /&gt;Which I have loved long since, and lost a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Text: John Henry Newman, 1801-1890&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-32991207887069979?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/32991207887069979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=32991207887069979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/32991207887069979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/32991207887069979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-inspiration.html' title='Sunday Inspiration'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-1211171534161953048</id><published>2011-03-27T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T18:26:51.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SeaWorld Adventure</title><content type='html'>I've come to the realization that if I don't have any pictures to add to blog posts, I simply won't post. Guess what, I finally took some pictures! And here are some ramblings to go with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember back in middle school or high school when all of the girls wanted to be marine biologists so they could grow up and train the dolphins? I'm pretty sure I used to be one of those girls. And I'll be honest, our little SeaWorld trip had part of me wishing that I were in the water like these two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0XqLVjJP7Y/TY_VVlU32vI/AAAAAAAAAy4/T_y_kQFeKnE/s1600/DSC04119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0XqLVjJP7Y/TY_VVlU32vI/AAAAAAAAAy4/T_y_kQFeKnE/s640/DSC04119.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFo3y-FZEzU/TY_VagOF84I/AAAAAAAAAy8/Q5RE6SHxsVM/s1600/DSC04120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFo3y-FZEzU/TY_VagOF84I/AAAAAAAAAy8/Q5RE6SHxsVM/s640/DSC04120.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But then I thought about jumping in a cold tank of salt water on a cold, cloudy day and I changed my mind. But you gotta admit, dolphins are cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jV42osNMtwo/TY_Vfc33V1I/AAAAAAAAAzA/WhuEfK_lnOE/s1600/DSC04124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jV42osNMtwo/TY_Vfc33V1I/AAAAAAAAAzA/WhuEfK_lnOE/s640/DSC04124.JPG" width="548" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They're just so fun and playful and energetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4l1H8Mwg-w/TY_Vre9MidI/AAAAAAAAAzE/6XSXAuDmg7k/s1600/DSC04128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4l1H8Mwg-w/TY_Vre9MidI/AAAAAAAAAzE/6XSXAuDmg7k/s640/DSC04128.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;That is probably the best show SeaWorld has going on right now. The Shamu show is a work in progress since the trainers don't get in the water any more. . . and I don't blame them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The rest of our visit included but was not limited to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Some more dolphins. . . up close and personal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OchBjxZLcNs/TY_VxazQW6I/AAAAAAAAAzI/4gmZy3mVjn8/s1600/DSC04131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OchBjxZLcNs/TY_VxazQW6I/AAAAAAAAAzI/4gmZy3mVjn8/s640/DSC04131.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5gTHQ8PjOE/TY_WAerbAbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/DD49qNF3sQ0/s1600/DSC04133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5gTHQ8PjOE/TY_WAerbAbI/AAAAAAAAAzM/DD49qNF3sQ0/s640/DSC04133.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some big turtles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCnS8Vua2DQ/TY_XvQwrl9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/LbsQzY67Iwo/s1600/DSC04140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCnS8Vua2DQ/TY_XvQwrl9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/LbsQzY67Iwo/s640/DSC04140.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nSKqNezIhYk/TY_ZI6Z6wkI/AAAAAAAAAzc/LIbnB_qYhFg/s1600/DSC04142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nSKqNezIhYk/TY_ZI6Z6wkI/AAAAAAAAAzc/LIbnB_qYhFg/s640/DSC04142.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A romantic ride over the bay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8zRBJ5IztxM/TY_Zd1cqk4I/AAAAAAAAAzg/AVJCV325K7o/s1600/DSC04145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8zRBJ5IztxM/TY_Zd1cqk4I/AAAAAAAAAzg/AVJCV325K7o/s640/DSC04145.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgQaFEul5B4/TY_Z_1SlHpI/AAAAAAAAAzk/3keacHjqkZ0/s1600/DSC04150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgQaFEul5B4/TY_Z_1SlHpI/AAAAAAAAAzk/3keacHjqkZ0/s640/DSC04150.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And these guys who were cracking me up. This one was waving its flippers and barking so loud in an effort to get a couple of little fish thrown his way. Bless his heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9MEcinF7MRY/TY_haPf1JNI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Da3XybVf-8Y/s1600/DSC04157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9MEcinF7MRY/TY_haPf1JNI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Da3XybVf-8Y/s640/DSC04157.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And that was SeaWorld. Well, that's all that I have captured in pixels anyway. Until the next time I break out the camera. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-1211171534161953048?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/1211171534161953048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=1211171534161953048&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1211171534161953048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1211171534161953048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/03/seaworld-adventure.html' title='SeaWorld Adventure'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0XqLVjJP7Y/TY_VVlU32vI/AAAAAAAAAy4/T_y_kQFeKnE/s72-c/DSC04119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-5998224690426971791</id><published>2011-01-02T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:29:06.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TSFNhSmayFI/AAAAAAAAAxw/1FFuNq61CE4/s1600/2010-2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TSFNhSmayFI/AAAAAAAAAxw/1FFuNq61CE4/s640/2010-2011.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . and what a year it has been!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few highlights somewhat in chronological order for your reminiscing pleasure:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin got in to medical school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We celebrated our one year anniversary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We read the Fablehaven series 1-4 (we have yet to get a hold of book 5)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We moved to California&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We found out we were expecting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We read/listened to Harry Potter 1-4 (Justin read though 6 but I only made it part way before school started)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin did an intensive summer anatomy program&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a job teaching with my mom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin got called to the Young Men's Presidency&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The boys love him and affectionately call him Brother Dr. Delatore, or just Brother Dr. D.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was called to the primary presidency&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We completed a 2000 piece puzzle of da Vinci's "The Last Supper"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We moved again (to the building next door) for an extra bedroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I carried our baby for approximately 4 months&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin finished his first semester of school and did well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are both healthy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We exercised 12 days in December (if you count New Years Day). It was a goal I set. (Justin actually did more. . . he always has to one-up me like that)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two of my "workouts" were snowboarding in Big Bear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We bought a Christmas tree (fake, to be used for many years to come)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had a wonderful, relaxing Christmas break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We chaperoned the youth New Year's Eve dance (I'm not sure if that was a highlight or not, but it definitely was a feat to stay out so late. We are old.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TSFadjfKOeI/AAAAAAAAAx4/zBHYXHXcsU0/s1600/Familypic18x9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TSFadjfKOeI/AAAAAAAAAx4/zBHYXHXcsU0/s640/Familypic18x9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gramma Gramma's Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TSFbTmfx29I/AAAAAAAAAyA/97bCMpZhIcQ/s1600/IMG_2124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TSFbTmfx29I/AAAAAAAAAyA/97bCMpZhIcQ/s640/IMG_2124.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an inspirational thought on the new year and moving forward click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrZij9MSTRI"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-5998224690426971791?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/5998224690426971791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=5998224690426971791&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5998224690426971791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5998224690426971791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TSFNhSmayFI/AAAAAAAAAxw/1FFuNq61CE4/s72-c/2010-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-456554419098480469</id><published>2010-12-15T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:54:04.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One more day of school until&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What a blessed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; holiday season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://lds.org/topic/christmas/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you need help getting into the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/topic/christmas/index.html"&gt;Christmas Spirit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-456554419098480469?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/456554419098480469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=456554419098480469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/456554419098480469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/456554419098480469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-1338926365334693137</id><published>2010-11-23T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:58:15.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tuwid8_O8dk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tuwid8_O8dk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-1338926365334693137?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/1338926365334693137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=1338926365334693137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1338926365334693137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1338926365334693137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7907859369525046874</id><published>2010-10-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:28:24.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit Stronger</title><content type='html'>I like country music. I like the tunes and I like the stories that go along with them. Usually I think it's the words that get me hooked though and the more they relate to my life the better. In fact, that is what I like most about any kind of music. I like listening to the lyrics and relating them to my life. I've&amp;nbsp;even been known to rewrite lyrics to better fit my story. I know it's cheesy, girly even. I don't really care, I still like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was driving to work the other day and a new one hit me--some of it. It doesn't really fit because it's a getting-over-a-boyfriend type song and I didn't lose a boyfriend. I did lose a boy though, and it really did break my heart.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Woke up late today,&lt;br /&gt;and I could still feel the sting of pain,&lt;br /&gt;but I brushed my teeth anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Got dressed through the mess, and&lt;br /&gt;put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I got a little bit stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I know my heart will never be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;But I'm telling myself I'll be OK,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;even on my weakest day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I get a little bit stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Here's to getting a little bit stronger, and becoming a little bit better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7907859369525046874?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7907859369525046874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7907859369525046874&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7907859369525046874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7907859369525046874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-bit-stronger.html' title='A Little Bit Stronger'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-3050210364284916229</id><published>2010-09-24T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T18:57:06.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knew It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a boy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew it was a boy. I could feel it in my bones. No, maybe more in my gut. Uterus even?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he so cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TJ1WMNfQvOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/c4DUNRTvX2g/s1600/boy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="475" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TJ1WMNfQvOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/c4DUNRTvX2g/s640/boy1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are EX-CI-TED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-3050210364284916229?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/3050210364284916229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=3050210364284916229&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3050210364284916229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3050210364284916229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-knew-it.html' title='I Knew It'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TJ1WMNfQvOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/c4DUNRTvX2g/s72-c/boy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6728034911747728167</id><published>2010-09-22T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:12:03.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I've got</title><content type='html'>Growing a baby is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;So is teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put 'em together and what have you got?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;As in nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;I am spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultrasound on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin is out for his weekly activity with the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://beta.lds.org/youth?locale=eng"&gt;youth&lt;/a&gt; in our ward.&lt;br /&gt;And I just got too tired to write any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6728034911747728167?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6728034911747728167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6728034911747728167&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6728034911747728167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6728034911747728167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-ive-got.html' title='All I&apos;ve got'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4081278382780001254</id><published>2010-09-08T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:03:50.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Car Wash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Post Edit:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I just want to clarify that this is in fact an automatic car wash we are talking about here. Read on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set the stage for the story I am about to tell that took place last Thursday evening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from my last post we are already out one car (which is currently being fixed and that is another story of it's own).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late.&lt;br /&gt;I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;And my car was dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just getting ready to drive home from a long, particularly challenging day of teaching (teaching is hard). I got to my car and realized that I still hadn't made time to drive through the 5 minute car wash. Every night that week I had left work too late to even take an extra 5 minutes to get home! Terrible. Thursday night however, I was determined to make time. I thought that if nothing else positive came out of that day, at least I would go home with a clean car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled up to the machine.&lt;br /&gt;I rolled down my window.&lt;br /&gt;I paid my 5 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;I pulled forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I pushed the button to roll up the window all I heard instead was a very disconcerting grinding noise. I tried again. The window was absolutely not rolling back up. In fact it was sinking farther down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind raced to solve this problem, but after a few short seconds (and after the window sank all the way down into the door) I gave up. I could come up with no way to fix the situation and was too tired to do anything but wait to be rescued. I hung my head in defeat as I sat there pointed toward the car wash with my window down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the car wash man. Noting my distress and with a hint of concern he asked, "Are you okay?" With a shaky voice trying to keep myself somewhat composed I told him that my window was stuck. He tried a few car wash man tricks like having me turn the car off and back on a couple of times, but it was all to no avail. He too had to admit defeat and moved a cone so I could turn out of the car wash lane and get a refund for the car wash I never got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hysterical even. I was honestly chuckling to myself on the inside, but all that came out was a day worth of bottled up emotion in the form of unstoppable tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drove away I called Justin and immediately lost what composure I had.&amp;nbsp;I sobbed the whole way home with the wind blowing in my face and five extra one dollar bills in my purse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-4081278382780001254?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4081278382780001254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4081278382780001254&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4081278382780001254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4081278382780001254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/09/car-wash.html' title='The Car Wash'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-5988119469640089438</id><published>2010-08-06T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T09:28:33.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>Life is like a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin had a pretty wild ride this week. Luckily he was kept from all harm. For that I am so grateful. I feel sick to my stomach any time I think about how much worse things could have been. Ugh. No. Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily all we have to deal with is a broken car. That we can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TFw27-bN4AI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6FFtOlLb_Tk/s1600/DSC04092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TFw27-bN4AI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6FFtOlLb_Tk/s640/DSC04092.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TFw2eCUOCzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/v32hsNLouI4/s1600/DSC04090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TFw2eCUOCzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/v32hsNLouI4/s640/DSC04090.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, school starts on Monday. . .&lt;br /&gt;for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-5988119469640089438?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/5988119469640089438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=5988119469640089438&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5988119469640089438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5988119469640089438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/08/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TFw27-bN4AI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6FFtOlLb_Tk/s72-c/DSC04092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7514704397547703806</id><published>2010-07-17T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T16:22:52.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't keep a secret.</title><content type='html'>That's not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; keep a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would even go so far as to consider myself very trustworthy if it is an important or confidential matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to &lt;i&gt;surprises--&lt;/i&gt;those kind of secrets--I'm not so good. I think it has to do with not being able to contain the joy or excitement or anticipation within my one little self. I just have to share it. And the bigger the surprise, the harder it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, we have a surprise. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if all goes well it should be here around March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TDi9ZiH6uqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/OljUq7ln2Z8/s1600/DSC04086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TDi9ZiH6uqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/OljUq7ln2Z8/s640/DSC04086.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8054437534841464388-7514704397547703806?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7514704397547703806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7514704397547703806&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7514704397547703806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7514704397547703806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-cant-keep-secret.html' title='I can&apos;t keep a secret.'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TDi9ZiH6uqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/OljUq7ln2Z8/s72-c/DSC04086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-2219352991586382830</id><published>2010-06-23T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:52:01.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Beauty and Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TCJDrtxQpCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/rJA7WnbzgE0/s1600/logpage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TCJDrtxQpCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/rJA7WnbzgE0/s640/logpage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're like a Lamborghini," Justin said when I randomly asked him if he thought I was still pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly didn't see how he could see any trace of beauty in me that night and was amazed as he assured me that he did.&amp;nbsp;I had been sick for days,&amp;nbsp;was wearying dirty sweats and a baggy T-shirt that clashed terribly,&amp;nbsp;didn't have a trace of make-up left on (which I desperately need if I want to hide my pale, uneven complexion, pimples, and dark circles), and hadn't done my hair which also needs a lot of lovin' to look like anything but an unattractive, flattened, wad of frizz. Needless to say I was definitely not looking very pretty. Like at all. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His reasoning was this: Lamborghini cars are BEAUTIFUL (to him). Even if they are painted a funny color, they are still beautiful. While I am "green" and sick now, all he sees is the beautiful car underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My husband just compared me to a Lamborghini." I thought out loud. Despite how it sounds, I secretly loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was feeling a lot better and was showing it. While we were getting ready to have breakfast he mentioned something about how now I'm like a Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about that whole bit about me being a Lamborghini and beautiful no matter what!" I scolded, remembering the nice things he said the night before and not wanting him to go back on his word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing he had spoke too soon and fishing for a way out of his blunder he carefully explained, "You're still beautiful, but now your just better for racing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TCJRlm7r1tI/AAAAAAAAAv4/auKe9IyEC9I/s1600/FerrariCalifornia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TCJRlm7r1tI/AAAAAAAAAv4/auKe9IyEC9I/s640/FerrariCalifornia.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't tell Justin, but now I think I like Lamborghini and Ferrari cars a little bit more too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-2219352991586382830?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/2219352991586382830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=2219352991586382830&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2219352991586382830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2219352991586382830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-beauty-and-cars.html' title='On Beauty and Cars'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/TCJDrtxQpCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/rJA7WnbzgE0/s72-c/logpage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-2207902337211952021</id><published>2010-05-28T06:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T06:50:00.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_x-pVfTZvI/AAAAAAAAAuw/jrLIMbV9ANU/s1600/DSC04066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_x-pVfTZvI/AAAAAAAAAuw/jrLIMbV9ANU/s640/DSC04066.JPG" width="496" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See ya in Californa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-2207902337211952021?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/2207902337211952021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=2207902337211952021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2207902337211952021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2207902337211952021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/05/farewell-idaho.html' title='Farewell Idaho'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_x-pVfTZvI/AAAAAAAAAuw/jrLIMbV9ANU/s72-c/DSC04066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-2522640599367438762</id><published>2010-05-22T12:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T12:42:34.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to Rexburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_cHbpUJbfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/KL9Wpq3q8pM/s1600/DSC03922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_cHbpUJbfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/KL9Wpq3q8pM/s640/DSC03922.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_cHzizFSzI/AAAAAAAAAtM/2qID103y22w/s1600/DSC03926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_cHzizFSzI/AAAAAAAAAtM/2qID103y22w/s640/DSC03926.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These photos were taken in April, on two separate but equally snowy mornings. (Notice how on one day my car is still caked with ice and snow even though it is parked under the carport.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad we're past THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to warmer and sunnier events in a place that looks a little something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_cL8crls4I/AAAAAAAAAto/pHGOlHXR8NA/s1600/borgata3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_cL8crls4I/AAAAAAAAAto/pHGOlHXR8NA/s640/borgata3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Real pictures not stolen off the Internet coming soon.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But despite the cold weather, don't think I hate Rexburg. I am actually quite fond of this town. We got to do things like go shooting and wear cowboy boots while walking around the farmer's market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_gmWUHW9dI/AAAAAAAAAuM/J4h3FOEZxXs/s1600/DSC04020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_gmWUHW9dI/AAAAAAAAAuM/J4h3FOEZxXs/s640/DSC04020.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_gl7foFRhI/AAAAAAAAAuE/VNbQjcLxdmg/s1600/DSC04011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_gl7foFRhI/AAAAAAAAAuE/VNbQjcLxdmg/s640/DSC04011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_guTKyJcJI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HwJD2oARs_k/s1600/DSC04008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_guTKyJcJI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HwJD2oARs_k/s640/DSC04008.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_gj7YeqyzI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xiTvyoJ1XWM/s640/DSC04043.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And, since Justin was pretty much done with school in December, we were able to spend a lot of time together. We went to the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=b1747c2fc20b8010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=bbd508f54922d010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;Temple&lt;/a&gt; regularly, watched a lot of Red Box movies, read books and of course did a puzzle. We even got to cook together. (Let's be honest, if Justin didn't help, dinner might not have happened quite so often.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_gxDq1bgUI/AAAAAAAAAug/xGOOdOs9OUs/s1600/DSC03933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_gxDq1bgUI/AAAAAAAAAug/xGOOdOs9OUs/s640/DSC03933.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Classic Spaghetti Dinner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, it's been a great nine months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now where did we leave that &lt;a href="http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/09/rexburg.html"&gt;Budget truck&lt;/a&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-2522640599367438762?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/2522640599367438762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=2522640599367438762&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2522640599367438762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2522640599367438762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/05/ode-to-rexburg.html' title='An Ode to Rexburg'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S_cHbpUJbfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/KL9Wpq3q8pM/s72-c/DSC03922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7207417869789772030</id><published>2010-05-02T18:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:51:49.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year (and one week) ago. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;. . . looked like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94aavTU4wI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-rcJTXIisSg/s1600/IMG+012_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94aavTU4wI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-rcJTXIisSg/s640/IMG+012_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What a blissful day it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The perfect date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;April 25th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since I never really posted any pictures from that day in history, here are a few more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94axWdBBrI/AAAAAAAAAsA/59FxqN6Or7E/s1600/IMG+380_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94axWdBBrI/AAAAAAAAAsA/59FxqN6Or7E/s640/IMG+380_2.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94bOlzoPuI/AAAAAAAAAsI/-lxjrHsE6cs/s1600/IMG+402_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94bOlzoPuI/AAAAAAAAAsI/-lxjrHsE6cs/s640/IMG+402_1.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94e16_pPQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/cpJBlvoKRTw/s1600/IMG+296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94e16_pPQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/cpJBlvoKRTw/s640/IMG+296.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94bf5kNKPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/qpbqSyZ9iwA/s1600/IMG+512_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94bf5kNKPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/qpbqSyZ9iwA/s640/IMG+512_2.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94bs8B9t8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/ZIr6iAJwwpU/s1600/IMG+397_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94bs8B9t8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/ZIr6iAJwwpU/s640/IMG+397_3.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For our big one year celebration we did several celebratory activities. Justin took me shopping in the morning (which is a big deal because he hates shopping), and while we were out we went to lunch at Cafe Rio. Afterwards we came home and decided to catch a chick flick at the cheap theater (I know we really spared no expense). Then Justin cooked a really nice dinner that we even dressed up for. We dined, we danced, we made merry. It was the best anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's to many more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94p4s2CFxI/AAAAAAAAAs4/mAEK7ACpd5w/s1600/Anniversary.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94p4s2CFxI/AAAAAAAAAs4/mAEK7ACpd5w/s640/Anniversary.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7207417869789772030?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7207417869789772030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7207417869789772030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7207417869789772030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7207417869789772030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-year-and-one-week-ago.html' title='1 Year (and one week) ago. . .'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S94aavTU4wI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-rcJTXIisSg/s72-c/IMG+012_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-39486786901273976</id><published>2010-04-01T14:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T14:30:50.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Justin two weeks ago at my parents house &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;after his interview at&amp;nbsp;Western University in Pomona&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(thanks for the picture Dad):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S7UF19GaQTI/AAAAAAAAArE/8AnzbCFYGvU/s1600/IMG00192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S7UF19GaQTI/AAAAAAAAArE/8AnzbCFYGvU/s400/IMG00192.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was justin one week and five days later&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when he got the acceptance letter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S7UGYtJfzMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/7Og2CY2YnWk/s1600/DSC03918_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S7UGYtJfzMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/7Og2CY2YnWk/s400/DSC03918_2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Actually that last one was a reenactment depicting what he was feeling on the inside. What really happened was this. I was sitting at my computer and Justin was gone running an erand for me. Then all of a sudden I hear the door open and extreemly determined footsteps thumping down the hall. Before he got to me he called my name in the most serious voice I have ever heard leave his toung. I was somewhat worried by his tone and hurried walk until he got to me and shoved the letter in my face. I scanned as fast as I could to see what school had sent it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unless divinely guided in another direction, we are going to Pomona!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He's on a special North West track, which means that we will spend&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the first two years in California, and the last two in Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He will also be doing an intensive summer anatomy course,&amp;nbsp;(kind of to get ahead)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so his first day of class will be June 14!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Any one know of a good place to rent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&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/8054437534841464388-39486786901273976?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/39486786901273976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=39486786901273976&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/39486786901273976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/39486786901273976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/04/blessing.html' title='A Blessing'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S7UF19GaQTI/AAAAAAAAArE/8AnzbCFYGvU/s72-c/IMG00192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-906473347601650286</id><published>2010-03-22T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:06:56.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S6gq6Omj6JI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ulrcfgoTRTw/s1600-h/94910004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S6gq6Omj6JI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ulrcfgoTRTw/s640/94910004.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(That's Justin if you can't tell)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I am oh so glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now all we can do is wait,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and interview some more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and then probably wait some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S6gu9JHRZ1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/505pWhcPC3E/s1600-h/Hawaii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S6gu9JHRZ1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/505pWhcPC3E/s640/Hawaii.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight, while we were waiting (while Justin was studying for a test), I decided to put some of these pictures in a photo album that we got while we on the scene. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;. . . in Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;. . . 11 months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, I'm an over achiever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-906473347601650286?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/906473347601650286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=906473347601650286&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/906473347601650286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/906473347601650286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/03/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S6gq6Omj6JI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ulrcfgoTRTw/s72-c/94910004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-3194424254176796048</id><published>2010-03-15T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:43:49.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S56m19ssFEI/AAAAAAAAAqc/bxrqPyOZxps/s1600-h/DSC03890d_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S56m19ssFEI/AAAAAAAAAqc/bxrqPyOZxps/s640/DSC03890d_2.jpg" width="545" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying solo this whole entire week while Justin is away checking out some schools. I miss! It is so lonely. I'm trying to stay busy to make the time pass as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will we end up? No body knows. But at least I can find comfort in the fact that wherever we go we will still be flossing together at night and occasionally wearing matching pajamas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-3194424254176796048?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/3194424254176796048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=3194424254176796048&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3194424254176796048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3194424254176796048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/03/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S56m19ssFEI/AAAAAAAAAqc/bxrqPyOZxps/s72-c/DSC03890d_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7064998418135257068</id><published>2010-02-20T21:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:57:51.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Love and Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S343W1nnGxI/AAAAAAAAAng/-8ln4WFW7IM/s1600-h/0218002139a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S343W1nnGxI/AAAAAAAAAng/-8ln4WFW7IM/s640/0218002139a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Justin put me on his co-ed basketball team.&amp;nbsp;It's a ward team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They kept forfeiting because they didn't have enough girls show up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do I play basketball?&amp;nbsp;No.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have I ever played basketball? No.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's the least I can do though for the guy who cooks me dinner whenever I ask;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The guy who makes a special trip to fill up my car that is out of gas when it is -12 degrees outside;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The guy who warms up his slippers just to put them on my cold feet;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The guy who is patient enough to teach me how to snowboard and shoot a layup even though I am so embarrassingly awkward at both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The least I can do is play basketball even though it puts me so outside of my comfort zone (the pool).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My very first game in my whole life was last Thursday at 10:15 P.M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;10:15!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The hour alone should have been enough of an excuse not to play. I can't keep up with these single folk, especially at 10:15.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I played.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I played with all of the love I could muster.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So much in fact that I even scored a few points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Basketball isn't so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love Justin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7064998418135257068?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7064998418135257068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7064998418135257068&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7064998418135257068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7064998418135257068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-love-and-basketball.html' title='On Love and Basketball'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S343W1nnGxI/AAAAAAAAAng/-8ln4WFW7IM/s72-c/0218002139a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-8350440616189231475</id><published>2010-02-08T18:14:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:11:05.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cooking Fiasco Worth Blogging About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S3DSJZcTUHI/AAAAAAAAAmY/E7S46SQSuIM/s1600-h/spatula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S3DSJZcTUHI/AAAAAAAAAmY/E7S46SQSuIM/s400/spatula.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436075809126436978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally we eat breakfast for dinner. Usually because I can't think of anything else to eat or just want to do something fast. Today was one of those days. Before a trip to the grocery store for some eggs (and 75 dollars worth of other items that we were in need of), we decided to have french toast. I hadn't had it in a long time and it sounded like a good solution to the looming dinner problem (yes, to me it is a problem) of the night. When we got home with our bags of food, Justin asked me if I would cook the french toast, so he could study. Fair enough. And besides, french toast is like the easiest thing to make. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The eggs were mixed, complete with sprinkle of cinnamon, the pan was hot with a light coating of Pam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In went the first slice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There turned out to be only enough room for one at a time, but I was in no rush. As it started to brown I realized it was still  soggy. I turned the heat up a little and pulled it off after a moment longer on the stove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In went the second slice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oops, didn't spray the pan. (We don't have non-stick pans.) Oh well, it will be fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dismay, the remains of the first attempt started to burn in the pan that now must have been much hotter, and so did my second slice. I began pealing the corners up with the spatula, which I realized a few seconds later was melting right off into my pan! It started to smell like burnt everything so I pulled the whole pan off the heat. As I swung around toward the sink the pan brushed up against the plastic bread bag which immediately clung and melted to the bottom of the pan. At that point I knew that I was not going to save this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so did Justin, because he got up off the couch and came to the rescue. He got another pan and finished the french toast while I proceeded to scrape melted spatula and wallow in self pity. I can't even make french toast! I used to make it all the time as a child. A child! Really. Am I now digressing in my cooking abilities? I didn't think I could get any worse. Apparently I can, and the french toast is proof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to my husband who is patient when I manage to let things like this happen. . . And for blaming in all on Aunt Flow. His french toast was wonderful by the way. And he is now scraping the remains of the bread bag off our pan while I sit here, still puzzling (and laughing inside) over this whole thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-8350440616189231475?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/8350440616189231475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=8350440616189231475&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8350440616189231475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8350440616189231475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/02/cooking-fiasco-worth-blogging-about.html' title='A Cooking Fiasco Worth Blogging About'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S3DSJZcTUHI/AAAAAAAAAmY/E7S46SQSuIM/s72-c/spatula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7675363868953907491</id><published>2010-02-02T11:55:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:04:04.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to the Month of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sending some love. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S2iDim3r6WI/AAAAAAAAAmI/e5TymogkfTc/s400/DSC03883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433737580995406178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made these cookies a while back just for fun. My grandma gave us her sugar cookie recipe with some baking things for Christmas so we had to indulge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin made the heart one for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7675363868953907491?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7675363868953907491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7675363868953907491&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7675363868953907491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7675363868953907491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/02/tribute-to-month-of-love.html' title='A Tribute to the Month of Love'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S2iDim3r6WI/AAAAAAAAAmI/e5TymogkfTc/s72-c/DSC03883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7675512592619515962</id><published>2010-01-28T16:52:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:12:00.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:16px;"&gt;So I normally avoid these little things, but this one was short. And besides, Lauren got me and I can't say no to family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ge: 26&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ed size: Queen with a King sized down comforter :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hore I hate: Grocery shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;og's name: Sadie (may she rest in peace)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ssential to start my day: Breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;avorite color: Usually blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;old or silver: Both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;eight: 5'6''-ish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am: Loving Justin for making dinner tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ob: Temp (Substitute Teacher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ids: Hopefully in the not-too-distant future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;iving arrangements: I live in a two bedroom apartment with Justin--AKA best roommate ever (no offense girls).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;om's name: Lisa the machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ickname: Crys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;vernight hospital stay: There was that week in Argentina to get my dang appendix outa there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;et peeve: Toilet paper that isn't on the right way or doesn't unroll easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uote from a movie: Who's the more foolish: The fool, or the fool who follows him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ight or left handed: Right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;iblings: Shannon, Jamie, and Zack Bloom Fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ime I wake up: 6:00 if I must. Later is better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nique thing about my car: Her name is Bessy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;egetable I hate: I'm pretty sure I don't like Brussels sprouts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ays I run late: When I over estimate my getting ready abilities as well as my time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;-rays I've had: Foot--also in Argentina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ummy food I make: When I make food, it's good (emphasis on &lt;i&gt;when&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;oo favorite: Riding the camels in Arizona &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tag. Shannon's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7675512592619515962?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7675512592619515962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7675512592619515962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7675512592619515962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7675512592619515962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/01/abcs.html' title='ABC&apos;s'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-8690874776107448942</id><published>2010-01-11T13:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:19:22.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair, New Purse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0uUp7YsaCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jWtKxhEh-78/s1600-h/DSC03875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0uUp7YsaCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jWtKxhEh-78/s400/DSC03875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425593624134707234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both compliments of Shannon. She had a purse like this only teal. My heart wanted teal, but I went with the brown one for almost half the price. I followed my logic this time. Next decision, maybe not so logical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-8690874776107448942?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/8690874776107448942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=8690874776107448942&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8690874776107448942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/8690874776107448942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-hair-new-purse.html' title='New Hair, New Purse'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0uUp7YsaCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/jWtKxhEh-78/s72-c/DSC03875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-5025475185128567949</id><published>2010-01-03T12:05:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:40:49.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7xisTflI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GFtCg5_4ayo/s1600-h/DSC_0410.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7xisTflI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GFtCg5_4ayo/s400/DSC_0410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422610779898871378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7xHvZR2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/8l-lq6KZR4M/s1600-h/DSC_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7xHvZR2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/8l-lq6KZR4M/s400/DSC_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422610772664076130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a very proud wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step two: Get in to medical school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7wks1FLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/pvr1R7GHgYM/s1600-h/DSC_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7wks1FLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/pvr1R7GHgYM/s400/DSC_0429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422610763258074290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made a couple of Christmas gifts this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took some time, but was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we made one for us. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.adheringthoughts.com/fheboards.htm"&gt;Family Home Evening board&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://www.notmartha.org/tomake/marblemagnets/"&gt;picture magnets.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7wNTjxGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/cSDfNr4OS_U/s1600-h/DSC03859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7wNTjxGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/cSDfNr4OS_U/s400/DSC03859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422610756978066530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent Christmas Eve with my parents &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my sister and brother-in-law in California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went out for pizza just before closing time at 9:00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A fun Christmas Eve memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who goes to get pizza on Christmas eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7vpOr-zI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ttVxozxxDi4/s1600-h/DSC03863.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7vpOr-zI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ttVxozxxDi4/s400/DSC03863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422610747293956914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-5025475185128567949?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/5025475185128567949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=5025475185128567949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5025475185128567949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5025475185128567949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2010/01/old-news.html' title='Old News'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/S0D7xisTflI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GFtCg5_4ayo/s72-c/DSC_0410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4139978361954729765</id><published>2009-12-14T18:43:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:18:51.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We helped put together our ward Christmas party and took home this lovely poinsettia. We also decided to do a little experiment to feel more Christmas spirit. We are keeping track of our good deeds with using wrapping paper links to make a Christmas chain. Instead of taking away, we are trying to add to it. Those slips of paper in the glass are ready and waiting, beckoning us to serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6lP8hAyI/AAAAAAAAAjA/md6V79U4KoM/s400/DSC03817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415291119802057506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Justin finally got to shoot the gun that his grandpa gave him. Saturday was the only chance we had to go try it out. So we went. It was snowing. I am such a good wife. PS we forgot to bring earplugs so we made due. That glove box tampon is always good for something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6mVJ60AI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-Ue2_VMWaj4/s1600-h/DSC03803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6mVJ60AI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-Ue2_VMWaj4/s400/DSC03803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415291138380320770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We babysit our cute niece Ava on occasion. She likes to try on our shoes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6l0Bj6XI/AAAAAAAAAjI/7PIolK-IuGE/s1600-h/DSC03816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6l0Bj6XI/AAAAAAAAAjI/7PIolK-IuGE/s400/DSC03816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415291129486895474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin's parents gave us a bunch of Christmas decorations including lights and these wonderful shatter proof ornaments. They didn't come with hooks, so we didn't know how to hang them at first. Then I thought, we can string them! Dental floss is another one of your very versatile toiletries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6kn1mVlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/yKdRplpu2iA/s1600-h/DSC03821.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6kn1mVlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/yKdRplpu2iA/s400/DSC03821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415291109035628114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6kJT6ZrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/OBgVLQ5GRt4/s1600-h/DSC03824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6kJT6ZrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/OBgVLQ5GRt4/s400/DSC03824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415291100841273010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&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/8054437534841464388-4139978361954729765?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4139978361954729765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4139978361954729765&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4139978361954729765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4139978361954729765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-festivities.html' title='December Festivities'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Syb6lP8hAyI/AAAAAAAAAjA/md6V79U4KoM/s72-c/DSC03817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7283850892430251066</id><published>2009-12-04T18:17:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:06:41.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Never sub for an unfamiliar second grade class when you don't feel well, or have a canker sore on your tongue, or both. On a happier note, elementary students have their plusses: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They actually like you! (usually)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxnGBamdioI/AAAAAAAAAho/JLy5IgRfD08/s400/DSC03778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411574154885171842" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxnGCDjL_1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/8hYpBLbMzsk/s400/DSC03780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411574165877292882" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxnGA63EloI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vb7VjZoVM6Y/s400/DSC03777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411574146364905090" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxnGDMFzsvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CHa_fomLrYs/s400/DSC03784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411574185349853938" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxnGCoMigqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/4DzQgHMbsio/s400/DSC03781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411574175714411170" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxqbgmBJ4sI/AAAAAAAAAiI/2Ml7BIM7g5g/s400/DSC03788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411808886502580930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And oh the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxqbikCz6nI/AAAAAAAAAio/tejOAs2kja8/s1600-h/DSC03792.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxqbikCz6nI/AAAAAAAAAio/tejOAs2kja8/s400/DSC03792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411808920332397170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxqbiEiPEuI/AAAAAAAAAig/HmcDLv18KBU/s1600-h/DSC03791.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxqbiEiPEuI/AAAAAAAAAig/HmcDLv18KBU/s400/DSC03791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411808911874265826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sxqbhn8WsgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/autZRvvpFow/s1600-h/DSC03790.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sxqbhn8WsgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/autZRvvpFow/s400/DSC03790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411808904199188994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxqbhLvI4nI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ul7ZaDfJ9No/s400/DSC03787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411808896627565170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have also received as gifts, a half eaten fortune cookie, a broken frog eraser top, and several origami frogs of all different sizes (these kids were obsessed with frogs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7283850892430251066?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7283850892430251066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7283850892430251066&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7283850892430251066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7283850892430251066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxnGBamdioI/AAAAAAAAAho/JLy5IgRfD08/s72-c/DSC03778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4306799275603836677</id><published>2009-12-01T11:42:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:03:21.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of a Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxVzuQ90UdI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/P5pXfJ1UNZE/s1600/DSC_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxVzuQ90UdI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/P5pXfJ1UNZE/s400/DSC_1281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410357766020944338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swimming is done. For now. &lt;div&gt;Here are the approximate results from our championship meet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 IM: 2:39-ish, 6th place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;500 Free: 6:34 or 35, 8th place (that's more like it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 Medley Relay (B), 2nd place (we got 3rd but our A relay was disqualified)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 Free Relay (A), 1st place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;400 Free Relay (A), 1st place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a really close meet, but out of the four teams that competed, we still ended up third. Not quite the victory we had hoped for, but it was still a fun season anyway.&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/8054437534841464388-4306799275603836677?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4306799275603836677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4306799275603836677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4306799275603836677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4306799275603836677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-season.html' title='End of a Season'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SxVzuQ90UdI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/P5pXfJ1UNZE/s72-c/DSC_1281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-2526179174105057553</id><published>2009-11-08T17:57:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:32:31.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween etc. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Justin's parents came to visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They brought Abigail (Justin's sister's baby) while Rachel received the first of 2 parts of radiation to treat what might be left of her thyroid cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Swim meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I arranged to swim a few events at the beginning of the meet so we could make it to the ward halloween party. . . being on the activities committee and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;200 free: 2:22. (right after sprinting a 50 back in the medley relay)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;50 free: 28.00 (still tired from the 200)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Ward Halloween party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We dressed up as a crazy chemistry teacher and his apprentice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sv9KFLOyjmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-iqc6nZ1fKs/s400/IMG_1160054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404119530642509410" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sv9KFqwS3HI/AAAAAAAAAgo/2JMJxDIhWf4/s400/IMG_1131026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404119539104537714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Justin convinced me to compete with him in the relay race which included:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a 3 legged dash. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sv9K5IedmnI/AAAAAAAAAgw/rq_y9l-K5KE/s400/IMG_1183077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404120423256136306" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sv9K5e4NUJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qDUZhp2N2lw/s400/IMG_1198092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404120429269700754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin eating a doughnut on a string in three bites with no hands. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sv9K5rpap3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/Ko3_1YMLg5Q/s400/IMG_1203097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404120432697321330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and me bobbing lightning fast for an apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sv9K6OwVKCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Rsd0CaxMJ2k/s400/IMG_1204098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404120442121562146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took us 58 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We did some shopping during the day and then stayed in and played dress up with Abigail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SveEci4FB8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/CWrNEfH1WE8/s400/DSC_1170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401931903987419074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Church as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To learn more about we believe go &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/basic-beliefs/the-restoration-of-truth/the-restoration-of-truth"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dinner with Jeff and Lauren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We trade off cooking dinner on Sundays with Jeff and Lauren (Jeff is Justin's brother). They live two buildings down from us. We love being so close to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Applications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Justin finished up his applications for medical school and got them sent in. Now we wait to fill out secondary applications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Justin's parents left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;They took Abigail to see her mom for a few more days until she got a bigger dose of radiation and can't be around her for another 10 days or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin has been doing well in his classes and continues to study hard and do well on his exams. I have been subbing in the district and worked a couple of days last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue to swim three days a week and am getting ready for the championship meet which is this Friday and Saturday! I will be swimming the 200 IM, the 500 free, and all three relays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the latest. Hopefully I can get some pictures of our awesome costumes to post, so check back soon.&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/8054437534841464388-2526179174105057553?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/2526179174105057553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=2526179174105057553&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2526179174105057553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2526179174105057553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-etc.html' title='Halloween etc. . .'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sv9KFLOyjmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-iqc6nZ1fKs/s72-c/IMG_1160054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-2527817249489048345</id><published>2009-10-27T11:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:37:42.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undercover Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some mysterious couple from our ward left us a scrumptious carmel popcorn treat on our doorstep the other day with a note in verse that essentially said to pass it on to two other families to spread the halloween love. We were a little late in getting our mission accomplished, but we did it and I think these guys were worth the wait. I was giddy with laughter every time I put a face together because they are so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Suc5j75fShI/AAAAAAAAAf8/sQlup-zXVkk/s400/DSC03764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397345967963851282" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Suc5kA7MYLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/k0g0LiS-rvo/s400/DSC03762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397345969313177778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Suc5knT_ebI/AAAAAAAAAgM/8jE-dQAYbaY/s400/DSC03765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397345979617737138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making our delivery in disguise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://mymuffinthursdays.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Muffin Thursdays&lt;/a&gt; for the &lt;a href="http://mymuffinthursdays.blogspot.com/2009/10/owl-cupcake-idea.html"&gt;idea&lt;/a&gt; (I stole the idea from Pinky's sister Emily), and to Colby for her help making them. We were not so domestic and used cake mix from a box and store bought frosting. We also used Reese's Pieces instead of M&amp;amp;M's for the eyes.&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/8054437534841464388-2527817249489048345?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/2527817249489048345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=2527817249489048345&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2527817249489048345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2527817249489048345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/10/undercover-adventure.html' title='Undercover Adventure'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Suc5j75fShI/AAAAAAAAAf8/sQlup-zXVkk/s72-c/DSC03764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6534579667228118488</id><published>2009-10-24T12:51:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:28:43.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SuNhYbX2-bI/AAAAAAAAAf0/e515vvTqzX0/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SuNhYbX2-bI/AAAAAAAAAf0/e515vvTqzX0/s400/pool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396263850812570034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, as I have mentioned before, I am on an intramural swim team. We have had 4 meets so far and I have only mentioned 1 of them. Let me sum up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meet #1: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spartans&lt;/span&gt; win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Opponent: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Titans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;100 Free: 1:03.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meet #2: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spartans&lt;/span&gt; win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Opponent: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Hawks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;100 Free: 1:01.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;100 Back: 1:13.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meet #3: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Knights&lt;/span&gt; win (barely) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Word on the street is that there were some mistakes in the scoring and we actually should have won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;100 Fly: 1:20 (how embarrassing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;100 Back: 1:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meet #4: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spartans&lt;/span&gt; win (by 7 points!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Opponent: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Titans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;500 Free: 6:05 (way faster than I thought I could swim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;100 Back: 1:14.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This last meet was today and it was pretty fun because I actually won all of the events that I swam, including the the 200 Medley and the 200 Free relays. The only reason I won all 4 events was because one of the fastest girls on our team was sick and didn't swim. Luckily we still won the meet without her though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6534579667228118488?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6534579667228118488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6534579667228118488&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6534579667228118488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6534579667228118488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/10/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SuNhYbX2-bI/AAAAAAAAAf0/e515vvTqzX0/s72-c/pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7527380986298208812</id><published>2009-10-13T09:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:19:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Tracking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, my parents came to visit this weekend and brought my camera cable. Here are a few events that were recorded on my camera who's pictures I was unable to retrieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we moved out of our apartment in Boise in August, we had a couple of weeks before we could move in to our new apartment in Rexburg. We used that time to visit family and gather all of our things (that were scattered between 3 states) and get it all ready to haul back to Idaho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of our family visits included a trip to Northern California where we got to be with my little cousin Jordan during her baptism, and Logan when he received his Eagle Scout Award. Upon arriving in Northern CA, we met up with everyone at the State fair in Sacramento. It was HOT. We found out that the reason we were there torturing ourselves in the heat though was to see David Cook in concert. I have never really followed American Idol, or Pop music for that mater, so I had no idea who he was. In case you are like me and aren't up on your Pop stars, he was winner of the 2008 season of American Idol. Here we are on the grass in the back waiting for the show to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/StSsuR94dmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RsyKDQiMblY/s400/DSC03704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392124564966241890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While in Norther California, we also got to visit Justin's Grandpa who generously gifted him one of his MANY guns. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A rifle to be more specific. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;308.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/StSsvlS1y6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/PJ6iDvrxabI/s400/DSC03711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392124587334290338" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/StSsu6_NXiI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HBl5mwM6D7o/s400/DSC03710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392124575977659938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trying on a sweet holster while I was wishing I were a damsel in distress&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lots of driving, a moving truck, and one wedding later, we finally made it to a place we can call home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/StSswE4hItI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9_xb1fOlADU/s400/DSC03714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392124595813819090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Breakfast before a table&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/StSswqleMYI/AAAAAAAAAfs/xTsUfCcrQR0/s400/DSC03720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392124605934481794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Breakfast after a table&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-7527380986298208812?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7527380986298208812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7527380986298208812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7527380986298208812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7527380986298208812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-tracking.html' title='Back Tracking'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/StSsuR94dmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RsyKDQiMblY/s72-c/DSC03704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-2607355229296174319</id><published>2009-09-28T07:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:56:08.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Spartans win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up swimming the third leg of all three relays and one individual event:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;200 medley relay (butterfly)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 freestyle--1:03.7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;200 freestyle relay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;400 freestyle relay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 100 free was faster than expected (considering I went a 1:15 in the time trial try-outs) and it actually felt pretty good too. Maybe my body is remembering how to swim after all! I'm hoping to get to swim some more individual events in the upcoming meets and see more improvement as the semester goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsDNOB4wKJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/FU3-47MAzHQ/s400/IMG+534_1a+(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386530795243448466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's to my number one fan who sat up in the muggy bleachers from warm-up to clean up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love him for it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-2607355229296174319?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/2607355229296174319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=2607355229296174319&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2607355229296174319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2607355229296174319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-results.html' title='Meet Results'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsDNOB4wKJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/FU3-47MAzHQ/s72-c/IMG+534_1a+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4023260344071354288</id><published>2009-09-25T11:54:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:17:31.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rexburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0SRGqgSbI/AAAAAAAAAeM/V2Q1EgJFfCY/s400/0907090929a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385480814460946866" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know you are in Rexburg when you have to drop your truck off next to a pile of hay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we finally Made it to Rexburg. I left my camera cable in CA during the three week move/vacation, so this post is limited to cell phone pictures. We rolled into town in the above pictured Budget truck around 8:30 p.m. after Jamie's wedding.  The &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=ab839daac5d98010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=bbd508f54922d010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;Elders Quorum&lt;/a&gt; was there to help us unload the truck and they had everything--armoire, couch bed, everything--in our second story apartment within 15 minutes. The help just kept coming. It was wonderful. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we spent the next couple of weeks unpacking and getting organized. Some of our home improvement projects included buying and putting together this Walmart special of a table and hanging these curtains. We have yet to hang all of our pictures. Even though there is still work to do, it is so nice to have a home again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0SRU7At5I/AAAAAAAAAeU/h-sZA7osHEo/s1600-h/0909092016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0SRU7At5I/AAAAAAAAAeU/h-sZA7osHEo/s1600-h/0909092016.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0SRU7At5I/AAAAAAAAAeU/h-sZA7osHEo/s400/0909092016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385480818288277394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rexburg is a small town complete with John Deere tractors and old trucks selling corn in front of the grocery store. So far I love it! However, I don't know if I will be able to say that when it is 20 below. Winter is definitely on it's way and to put it mildly, I am nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0SCfzO9nI/AAAAAAAAAeE/sZP0zb3Qx0E/s1600-h/0908091554.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0SCfzO9nI/AAAAAAAAAeE/sZP0zb3Qx0E/s400/0908091554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385480563510408818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0R7dd_CyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kJAADm6kd-k/s1600-h/0910091431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0R7dd_CyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kJAADm6kd-k/s400/0910091431.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385480442625329954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Sports News:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the spouse of a full time student, I am eligible to participate in the intramural sports that they have here at the school. In an effort to get in better shape, I decided to take advantage of this perk and I did something kind of crazy. I joined a BYU-I intramural swim team. After my first week back in the water, the only positive thing that I have to say is this: I used to be in &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; good shape. It's been years since I have been on any kind of a swim team (8 to be exact), and I am feeling every second of it. It is fun though. It's nice to be able to work out with people about my speed and I'm actually excited to compete just for the fun of it. Our first meet is tomorrow. I will be swimming in both the 200 medley relay, and the 200 free relay as well as the 100 free. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Go Spartans!&lt;/span&gt; Feel free to wear &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; in my honor.&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/8054437534841464388-4023260344071354288?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4023260344071354288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4023260344071354288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4023260344071354288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4023260344071354288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/09/rexburg.html' title='Rexburg'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sr0SRGqgSbI/AAAAAAAAAeM/V2Q1EgJFfCY/s72-c/0907090929a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-3738915742442209009</id><published>2009-08-12T16:42:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:15:22.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This post is kind of late, but these babies are just too cute to leave out. A couple of weeks ago, we made a trip to Provo for two little nieces' blessings. I am kind of sporadic with the camera, so didn't get any pictures of us with Abigail, Justin's sister's baby. Abigail was born just a few weeks before Marlee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNWDvZI8YI/AAAAAAAAAdc/n_rjps_hXJM/s1600-h/blessing+dress+B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNWDvZI8YI/AAAAAAAAAdc/n_rjps_hXJM/s400/blessing+dress+B%26W.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369229803017269634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abigail Eve Ellars (stolen off of Rachel's blog)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNV3Qf1pZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/GFgT9jdknrI/s1600-h/DSC03620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNV3Qf1pZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/GFgT9jdknrI/s400/DSC03620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369229588565435794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The aunties with Marlee and Mom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNVe7SyFuI/AAAAAAAAAdM/IwB9tExoX48/s1600-h/DSC03618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNVe7SyFuI/AAAAAAAAAdM/IwB9tExoX48/s400/DSC03618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369229170556671714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aunt Crystal and Uncle Justin (who was pretty sick during this trip)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNUV7R0cdI/AAAAAAAAAc8/_zTkvNGDtbI/s400/DSC03614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369227916422181330" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a good looking family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNVPVIwDhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/JTmNOQtzh5c/s400/DSC03615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369228902616010258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The End&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-3738915742442209009?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/3738915742442209009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=3738915742442209009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3738915742442209009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/3738915742442209009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-blessings.html' title='Baby Blessings'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoNWDvZI8YI/AAAAAAAAAdc/n_rjps_hXJM/s72-c/blessing+dress+B%26W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-5973859683070918021</id><published>2009-08-12T08:43:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:24:11.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Peak for Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The last time Justin and I tried to go waterskiing at Lucky Peak Lake, things didn't quite work out. This was take two. Tiff invited me to go one morning last week. Justin was at at a conference in Pocatello doing his final presentations about his summer research, so he was out. I was sad that I had to go without him, but what can you do? The lake was calling and I could NOT refuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let's just say that Tiff could probably ski circles around me if she wanted to. I, on the other hand, am not such a pro. But I love it just the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoLk4zJ4GBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/tgDHI7dPMjU/s400/DSC03672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369105370234492946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiff looking very excited to get in that cold lake at 8:00 am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoLkWFHDLZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/gS5l2i0r-rM/s400/DSC03677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369104773759053202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;r&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;g&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;u&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoLkl82_w4I/AAAAAAAAAck/8rHt4-BOkFA/s400/DSC03681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369105046422143874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Giving it my best shot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoLlP8PJZOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ga7yag7VJAg/s400/DSC03683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369105767809508578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Completely wiped out after my fist and only attempt that morning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bottom Line:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; So fun. I am now counting down until our trip to Lake Mead with Justin's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In other news: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We are moving out of our apartment on Friday and staying in CA for a few weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jamie is getting married on September 5th in the Mt. Timpanogos Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We will be moving into our new apartment in Rexburg sometime after the wedding and just in time for school to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That is all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-5973859683070918021?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/5973859683070918021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=5973859683070918021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5973859683070918021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5973859683070918021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/08/lucky-peak-for-real.html' title='Lucky Peak for Real'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SoLk4zJ4GBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/tgDHI7dPMjU/s72-c/DSC03672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-5991982552057512353</id><published>2009-08-04T15:38:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:45:29.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a loving wife named Crystal who got a special fortune in her fortune cookie. "Keep your plans secret for now," it read. There was also a husband named Justin who was having a birthday in five days. Being the loving wife that she was, Crystal &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; planning something special for her sweet husband, something that she had wanted to do since before they got married, which at this time was more than three months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, Justin and Crystal had a lovely courtship, full of significant events that led up to their recent marriage. Some of their late nights together--when they got the chance to be together during their extended, long-distance courtship--were spent reminiscing about how they met and all of the wonderful happenings that played a part in their relationship. Crystal wanted to compile all of these events in some printed form to give to Justin to forever remember how it all began. She decided to put all of these events together with pictures in a calendar. This would not be a normal calendar of future dates as most people use, but a calendar of the past. It would spread from the first day they saw each other (April 14, 2008) to their wedding day (April 25th, 2009) and cover every significant event in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crystal had been working on her project for weeks already, and now, more than ever, was determined to make it a great birthday surprise. It had begun slowly at first. She had been fitting it in here and there when she had the time. When Justin would come home from work and asked what she had done that day, she sneakily left out all of the details. ". . . and some other projects," she would add when she felt the need to fill in the gaps. However, the day of Justin's birth was quickly approaching and so first thing Monday morning when Justin went to work, she went to work as well. It was now just a few short days before the due date (and her gift was most likely going to arrive late as it was), so she spent all day finishing the work she started weeks ago. Every picture had to be in place and all 365+ days had to give an accurate account of their love story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nearing five o'clock and Justin would be home soon. She had to finish those finishing touches and make the order now if she were avoid letting another day pass by. That's when the call came. Justin was on his way home. She made her order with one click of the mouse, and then it was out of her hands. She waited, fretting that her beautiful calendar wouldn't finish uploading by the time the unsuspecting Justin walked in the door, and that the evidence would be out in plain sight on the computer screen to ruin the surprise. It was a race. She felt like she was in a movie scene. The status bar was loading and the bad guys were coming. . . But just like in the movies, the order was completed just in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon arriving home from a hard day at work, Justin got a glass of ice water and sat down at the computer to check up on things in cyberspace. Crystal was in the next room gleaming with triumph over her secret online purchase when she heard a shout from Justin. "Oh, did you order that book?" With a hint of confusion in her voice and panic in her heart she replied back, "No, not exactly. . . " He was referring to a book that they were planning to order in the same fashion as the calendar. But did he figure something out? How could he have known? As she peered around the corner to the computer screen she saw what she could not hide. An email had just popped into her inbox in plain sight stating that her order had been received and Justin was unknowingly reading all about it! By this time he must have seen that it was a calendar and like a dear in headlights Crystal froze and could not think of a way out. "It was supposed to be a surprise!" she blurted out. If he didn't know before, he knew now, and there was no recovering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin, tried to console his wife who was kicking herself for not coving all of her tracks, while at the same time sinking deeper and deeper into the depths of despair. He didn't even remember his birthday was coming up! It would have been such a perfect surprise. As he held her in the living room not knowing what to do, he innocently let his hand slip into the back pocket of her jeans. There was something in that pocket. Something that had been put there and then forgotten a moment later. It was the fortune from the fortune cookie she had serendipitously received a few days before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Snkep9PHnVI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1cnZiilxjME/s400/DSC03652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366354137150102866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning after Justin's birthday, the package came and of course he loved it. Although the calendar &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; expected, each page was a surprise to see the many significant events as they really happened. Then they both lived happily ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnoLJwA5HBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/OVOs4mH45tk/s400/DSC03606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366614168100740114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-5991982552057512353?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/5991982552057512353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=5991982552057512353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5991982552057512353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/5991982552057512353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Snkep9PHnVI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1cnZiilxjME/s72-c/DSC03652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6657577090970796575</id><published>2009-07-30T12:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:29:33.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An ode to Justin on his Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnH9Unfa2JI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kytWNfQbc34/s1600-h/DSC03671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnH9Unfa2JI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kytWNfQbc34/s400/DSC03671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364347161814947986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the greatest, sweetest, most wonderful guy I know. He is my best friend. I am so lucky. Even when he's sick he is still so good to me. I hurt when he is sick. Pray that he gets better soon. I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6657577090970796575?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6657577090970796575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6657577090970796575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6657577090970796575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6657577090970796575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/07/ode-to-justin-on-his-birthday.html' title='An ode to Justin on his Birthday'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnH9Unfa2JI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kytWNfQbc34/s72-c/DSC03671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6501868403801332894</id><published>2009-07-29T09:50:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:38:13.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Camping Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB_jpeal3I/AAAAAAAAAaw/o8KTGSucPPY/s1600-h/DSC03582.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB_jpeal3I/AAAAAAAAAaw/o8KTGSucPPY/s400/DSC03582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363927406603835250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was about my reaction when a couple in our ward invited us to go camping with them a couple of weeks ago. You see, it's not that I don't like the great outdoors, because I do. It's just the whole part about sleeping on the hard ground that gives me that not overly excited face. Let's just say that I've had some bad experiences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did, however, end up going camping. We were able to borrow all of our gear (except a flashlight, pillows and bug repellent) from various people, and it wasn't that bad. I prepared some tin foil dinners before we left and we were also in charge of bringing stuff for s'mores. Dinner was great (the best Justin has ever had, I might add--thanks Tiff!), the company was fun, and the ground was tolerable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB-40iGAJI/AAAAAAAAAag/UGP4U6prm8k/s400/DSC03595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363926670837678226" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB_MvvcapI/AAAAAAAAAao/3fcwj49khqw/s400/DSC03594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363927013148879506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning we had some breakfast and then went on a little hike. I'm not a huge fan of hiking either while I'm doing it, but I do like getting to the top. Who doesn't, really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB-rU8rsoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ahkS-ZkVQdM/s1600-h/DSC03600.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB-rU8rsoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ahkS-ZkVQdM/s400/DSC03600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363926439020966530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB-d_DvGrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/vyA3V0ot98s/s1600-h/DSC03602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB-d_DvGrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/vyA3V0ot98s/s400/DSC03602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363926209806670514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we hiked down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ate lunch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6501868403801332894?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6501868403801332894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6501868403801332894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6501868403801332894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6501868403801332894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-adventure.html' title='A Camping Adventure'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SnB_jpeal3I/AAAAAAAAAaw/o8KTGSucPPY/s72-c/DSC03582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-199707381771548712</id><published>2009-07-15T09:49:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:20:44.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Peak: Not so Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was an adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I spent four hours of the day driving home home from Rexburg (I had a job interview and should hear back by Friday) and justin spent the day at work as usual. My drive wasn't bad at all, but Justin had a rough day at work. It was one of those days that when it is over you ask yourself, "What was the point of this day?" and you can't figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meanwhile, our ward (the branch of &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/"&gt;our church&lt;/a&gt; that we attend) has been planning this big ward party at a nearby lake known as Lucky Peak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 83px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sl4bW_FLcMI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/82ie7M0DBXA/s400/luckypeak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358750688321695938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sailidaho.com/lucky-peak/lucky-peak.shtml"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.sailidaho.com/lucky-peak/lucky-peak.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was to be a BBQ, boating, and other water related fun. We planned to go and signed up to bring a side dish and everything. They were counting on US. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The party was from 5:00-8:30. When I got home I did a little housework and made some pasta salad so we were all ready to go when Justin got off work at 5:00. Well 5:15 rolled around and still no Justin. He finally got home around 5:20 (with flowers for me), and we hurried off to our activity. It turns out he was stuck in a long meeting in which the topic of discussion did not pertain to him at all. That was the beginning of our frustrations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin was starving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We forgot the little map they gave us at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgot DVD to take back to RedBox on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tried going the quickest way. Construction. Road closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went around the other way to come in from the freeway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picked up DVD to return along with a fork and a bowl so Justin could snack on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgot directions. . . again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgot to take back DVD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got to the park. Didn't know which way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one couple we know didn't answer their phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tried one way. Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tried the other way. The lake disappeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tried the first way again. We were stumped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Side dish was mostly eaten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided to give up on the ward activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanted to check out the outlet mall on the way back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Missed the turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided to go downtown instead.&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 style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sl4cW7Yr2RI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Jd-WtR1bk-8/s320/downtownjb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358751786841397522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; color: rgb(128, 0, 0); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 4px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 4px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jaybeestock.com/Idaho.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Copyright: John T. Baker Photographer LLC, JayBee Stock.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took back the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walked downtown. I had to go to the bathroom. Food didn't sound good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stopped at Cold Stone to appease our hunger and sorrows with some comfort food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girl working asked us how our night was so far. We laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went home. Put our swimming suits on and played with the beach ball in the bath tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How embarrassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sl4I62iZCjI/AAAAAAAAAZI/awHWX2oMYVE/s320/DSC03580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358730413782665778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sl4IwqOflyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/taqLkCgy68g/s320/DSC03576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358730238679291682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That excitement wore off real quick, so then we just got ready for bed and watched the rest of the Italian Job that we had started last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sl4YDKp_ZoI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Yv7nkWK7zoI/s200/italianjob.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358747049296619138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though we didn't go boating, which is probably my MOST favorite thing to do, it was still a fun night. Justin makes everything fun. I love.&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/8054437534841464388-199707381771548712?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/199707381771548712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=199707381771548712&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/199707381771548712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/199707381771548712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/07/lucky-peak-not-so-lucky.html' title='Lucky Peak: Not so Lucky'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sl4bW_FLcMI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/82ie7M0DBXA/s72-c/luckypeak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-4272446048932606577</id><published>2009-07-12T16:35:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:26:43.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun with Tiff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We came to Boise knowing one person, and one person only. That person is Tiff. Now, Tiff is a very important person, and has much going on in her life right now (being an athletic trainer at a high school, serving as &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/pa/display/0,17884,4644-1,00.html"&gt;relief society&lt;/a&gt; president in her singles ward, and working toward a masters degree/teaching credential to name a few), but she still somehow finds time to hang out with us lowly newlyweds. What a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month she went with us to a rodeo in Mountain Home (about a 45 min drive). I heard about in on the radio the day before, and Justin had never been to one, so I thought it was imperative that we went. Justin was a little reluctant, but I convinced him that it would be well worth it. So that fateful Saturday night after dinner, we put on our boots and belt buckles and were off to the Rodeo. It was all that we dreamed of and more. Justin even got told off by an old cowboy sitting in front of us for shaking his knee up and down. This man just couldn't wrap his mind around the concept of a nervous habit and just sat there, as non nervously as possible, with a look of utter amazement/disgust on his face. We still aren't sure if he was joking or not. One thing is for sure though. . . he knew how to make a California boy feel welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp3wkSbgmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/sTIkn65iKgA/s320/DSC03544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357726382969029218" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp1cKXq7RI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KSlZotCYSbY/s320/DSC03545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357723833391050002" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SlqDGnw5LqI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Jtmj1snsUPk/s320/DSC03540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357738856487136930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our next adventure took place last week as we celebrated our independence. . . We are so thankful for the freedom we have to do the things we love most, like go to the lake. About two hours north of Boise lies the beautiful Cascade Reservoir. Tiff invited us up for the day (July 3rd) to go boating with her family and another family that they were vacationing with. What a joy! I love, love love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm realizing that I am kind of lame with the camera and I didn't get any pictures of us waterskiing. That is what is what I really love and do the most of. The wakeboarder in Justin thought he had to jump the wake while skiing. Needless to say he prefers wake boarding. And since we are from California, we had to do a little surfing here in Idaho as well:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin wakeboarding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slpz0oXPWyI/AAAAAAAAAYA/gQ-Im4K3OSs/s320/DSC03562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357722054735911714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, not much of an action shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the only non-blurry one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp0VmC3JwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/UyGfXia20-s/s320/DSC03564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357722621049251586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me flagging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp0nPta3dI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PASR_aZTtIg/s320/July+10,+2009+051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357722924291382738" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . and us surfing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp1EkB9YOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2tffBZx8f9c/s1600-h/July+10,+2009+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp1EkB9YOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2tffBZx8f9c/s1600-h/July+10,+2009+060.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp1EkB9YOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2tffBZx8f9c/s320/July+10,+2009+060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357723427962446050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp0ztE-shI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uV6pmebpkWQ/s1600-h/July+10,+2009+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp0ztE-shI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uV6pmebpkWQ/s320/July+10,+2009+053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357723138333258258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8054437534841464388-4272446048932606577?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/4272446048932606577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=4272446048932606577&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4272446048932606577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/4272446048932606577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fun-with-tiff.html' title='Summer Fun with Tiff'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Slp3wkSbgmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/sTIkn65iKgA/s72-c/DSC03544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-2918300490681429634</id><published>2009-06-28T18:12:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:07:45.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month in Boise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One month ago today--it was a thursday--Justin took the MCAT (we are still waiting for his score). But that's not really what this post is about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One month ago tomorrow--it was a Friday--I turned in my computer at work, and we hit the road bound for Idaho. Justin had the cars all packed up and we literally drove away right from my school on my last day of work. You see, he had to be up here to start his internship on Monday, so we had no time to spare.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two days of driving we reached our dwelling place for the summer. Oregon Trail Village apartments. The OTV if you will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkgY9pDtV8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/u5Vd331FYGA/s320/otv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352555604402329538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is an older place that has recently been remodeled. Our apartment is small and has cement floors, but the walls are newly painted and there is new furniture. (The main reason we chose this place was that they were willing to furnish it for us for the summer at a minimal cost.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are a few pictures I took when we first moved in. I have since stuck a few pictures on the walls, but you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living Room (notice the puzzle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkgaTGb6e1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/kDMEXYXG-qg/s320/DSC03466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352557072577362770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is only enough room for one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . so Justin has to do all of the cooking by himself :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkgatZhQTaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/FRuvDRgg-tE/s320/DSC03468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352557524376636834" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to buy a desk to set up my computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vicki tells us the time every hour on the hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Skga54IQzII/AAAAAAAAAW4/aRir2C5yOVc/s320/DSC03467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352557738751741058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our TV with surround sound complements of Mike, John, and Cody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkgbYG0p8KI/AAAAAAAAAXA/O6TCtnJ_pJM/s320/DSC03470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352558258092109986" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Justin's first day of work--it was a Monday--was also my birthday. Justin brought home these flowers. . . the ones in the spaghetti sauce jar. The love fern on the left is a plant that one of my students gave me on one of our last days of school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkgciifaR1I/AAAAAAAAAXI/1OTmZaAlhlk/s320/DSC03462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352559536829515602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A couple of days later we got around to making this birthday cake. Rainbow chip cake, with rainbow chip frosting. Justin made it actually and decorated it himself with sprinkles that I got for this very purpose. Yes that says Happy B-day with a 26 in the background. I'm old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkgdhhmryJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/SxR8N2blYL8/s320/DSC03455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352560618923346066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-2918300490681429634?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/2918300490681429634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=2918300490681429634&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2918300490681429634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/2918300490681429634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-month-in-boise.html' title='One Month in Boise'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkgY9pDtV8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/u5Vd331FYGA/s72-c/otv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-7620441604304348632</id><published>2009-06-25T14:41:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:56:15.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 23, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The baby's coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see a nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see a curl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a healthy, perfect, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lovely, little...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right folks, it really was a girl after all (some had their doubts). She was born the 23 day of June (the same day as Justin's sister, Rachel). Lets give a warm welcome to the newest member of our family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marlee Thomas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkPxTho0J1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Gb1qCkIaNFE/s320/DSC_4105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351386099995649874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Happy Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sister Shannon, Brother-in-law Darin, Niece Marlee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkPy_KObsSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AM93i7XQuEU/s320/DSC_4113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351387949136851234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was able to drive down to Salem, Utah to visit. This baby is even more precious in real life, but here are a few more pictures from her first days on Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP0afTUpjI/AAAAAAAAAUw/cus_TxMhAhI/s320/DSC_4163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351389518162601522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Auntie Jam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP0uLkGskI/AAAAAAAAAU4/SQ1aYD1MISQ/s320/DSC_4167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351389856461664834" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Marlee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP3lrEsKbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tpk4ZY22bGA/s320/DSC_4235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351393008835897778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP1AuBfMjI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8vGW9MELmyo/s320/DSC_4202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351390174949356082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping like a baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP2UKqcK3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/ub4Xc8xYhjQ/s320/DSC_4210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351391608566459250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP2rDE2v4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1yBPLv2YjGQ/s320/DSC_4219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351392001666760578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, Marlee and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP5h7SevsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0YSwX6v_ZUs/s320/DSC_4266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351395143492484802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ride home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP9FC8v6OI/AAAAAAAAAVw/E959MPSye00/s320/DSC_4274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351399045379123426" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP9W0em9HI/AAAAAAAAAV4/EQnkpZlFEAY/s320/DSC_4275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351399350732256370" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP9r2hMpeI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZOWDqyyUizw/s320/DSC_4279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351399712057239010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Home with Auntie Crystal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkP6WzUlHNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Gv0EBkTf0W8/s320/DSC_4283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351396051886873810" /&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/8054437534841464388-7620441604304348632?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/7620441604304348632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=7620441604304348632&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7620441604304348632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/7620441604304348632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-23-2009.html' title='June 23, 2009'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SkPxTho0J1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Gb1qCkIaNFE/s72-c/DSC_4105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-6443417153644323590</id><published>2009-06-18T13:05:00.021-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:00:29.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have a request to see more pictures of Hawaii, so this post is dedicated to the Big Island, or as Julia would say, Hawaiito. Thanks to Justin's parents, we were able to to spend a whole week there. It was amazing. The perfect honeymoon. Here are some pictures to highlight some of our adventures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was just after arriving at the Kona airport, which is completely outdoors. It was an evening flight, and we gained some hours so it felt much later than it was. If we look tired, that's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqirScl-MI/AAAAAAAAABM/BP_RVh9KKeM/s320/DSC03329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348766372025727170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjqpi4tSsbI/AAAAAAAAADM/oKdbl9Misjs/s1600-h/94910024.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the first things we did after exploring the resort, was take a tour of the valley on horseback. Here we are on our horses GJ, or George of the Jungle (Justin's horse), and Macho Man (mine). Macho man had a listening disorder and wouldn't do a thing I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqljVA7wFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cmMEYTWmUdo/s320/DSC03358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348769533810950226" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjqpi4tSsbI/AAAAAAAAADM/oKdbl9Misjs/s1600-h/94910024.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we went to a nearby beach to have some fun in the sun. We weren't there very long, but it sure felt like we were. We got burnt pretty bad and felt it for a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqmnZSsdaI/AAAAAAAAACE/c1Hd7nJR8FY/s320/DSC03374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348770703190291874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That night was the luau. Here we are waiting at our table for dinner to start. Our sunburns were much worse than they appear in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqjAhujFYI/AAAAAAAAABU/Wz_MVGXph3Y/s320/DSC03378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348766736904820098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are a couple of Hawaiians digging our pig out of the ground where it had been cooking all day. It was pretty tasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqkPTVS6LI/AAAAAAAAABs/B3LfU-4JsGw/s320/DSC03386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348768090250471602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We definitely got to admire a lot of beautiful scenery. This instance was while waiting for the show to start after eating the above mentioned pig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjql2lxRp_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QS0hnyliFo4/s320/DSC03391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348769864726194162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjqpi4tSsbI/AAAAAAAAADM/oKdbl9Misjs/s1600-h/94910024.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we got up early to catch a morning snorkel. We took a boat ride to this protected cove where we snorkeled and had a great barbeque on the boat. Our disposable camera wasn't able to capture all of the colors that we saw underwater, but here are a few shots anyway. It was so cool to be swimming around down there. A huge pod of dolphins came to the cove while we were there as well and we got to see them from the boat pretty close up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqodeZ_0CI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZH6LfgIH6MA/s320/94910003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348772731787661346" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqpGzqjcVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cPJTYVu_sc0/s320/94910012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348773441868886354" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjqpi4tSsbI/AAAAAAAAADM/oKdbl9Misjs/s320/94910024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348773924258886066" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqpVjhMydI/AAAAAAAAADE/0ZiSXDJW_0U/s320/94910018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348773695232723410" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqoJzjYi0I/AAAAAAAAACk/YGCCJzJ_djU/s320/94910014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348772393866791746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the resort we stayed at, there is this lagoon fed by the ocean water that you can swim in. Since it is connected to the open ocean all kinds of sea life come in and out including sea turtles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjqm_ZR0CiI/AAAAAAAAACM/DJSxjhKLjq4/s320/DSC03445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348771115503454754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqnfqkEJ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZyacehKmHa0/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and this puffer fish. We swam around with him and he didn't seem to mind one bit. I just kept waiting for it to get scared and puff up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjqzslc0aVI/AAAAAAAAADU/v_AtJTatjmg/s320/94910026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348785086004488530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqnfqkEJ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZyacehKmHa0/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a stroll around the resort. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqjSr9ky4I/AAAAAAAAABc/EVMIBm9MMJ0/s320/DSC03435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348767048889846658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long stay, we were still not ready to leave. It was such a happy getaway that whenever things get hard or boring or cold or unfavorable in any way we can just say, "think of Hawaii." Justin will then proceed to make Hawaiian music noises while I pretend to bask in the sun and we can't help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqnfqkEJ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZyacehKmHa0/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqnfqkEJ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZyacehKmHa0/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqnfqkEJ3I/AAAAAAAAACU/ZyacehKmHa0/s320/DSC03453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348771669899224946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8054437534841464388-6443417153644323590?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/6443417153644323590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=6443417153644323590&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6443417153644323590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/6443417153644323590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-island.html' title='The Big Island'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjqirScl-MI/AAAAAAAAABM/BP_RVh9KKeM/s72-c/DSC03329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054437534841464388.post-1278091865826388161</id><published>2009-06-16T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:30:19.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Things First</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since we are living away from family and friends, I thought that this would be a good way to keep everyone informed about what we are doing. We are currently living in Boise, Idaho. Much has happened that has led up to this point, so I will try to explain what we have been up to for the past couple of months. No, there is too much, let me sum up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. We got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjfxSkNuBJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_AzLHgc3KY0/s320/IMG+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348008383786910866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. We went to Hawaii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjfyAR7F8jI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fbkJoq3KEdM/s320/94910019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348009169150931506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjfymBjeTXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BhMckg3O3x0/s320/DSC03452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348009817591926130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Justin Took the MCAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjf35vcFhPI/AAAAAAAAABE/8f86iUc75NU/s320/MCAT.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348015653884626162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. I finished teaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjfzehxkx0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/EjfNSjg0rSc/s320/DSC03321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348010788313679682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. We moved to Boise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/Sjf2Zy6ap-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/q18gUy3YqCk/s320/boise.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348014005549705186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that about sums it up. There are still a few Bosie updates that need to take place, and those will be coming shortly. Until next time...&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/8054437534841464388-1278091865826388161?l=delatoredoings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/feeds/1278091865826388161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8054437534841464388&amp;postID=1278091865826388161&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1278091865826388161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8054437534841464388/posts/default/1278091865826388161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delatoredoings.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-things-first.html' title='First Things First'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164155102775436115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SsAHSzWxMpI/AAAAAAAAAek/KRqLFmGfnV0/S220/IMG+427a+(7).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzLrlHV9_CE/SjfxSkNuBJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_AzLHgc3KY0/s72-c/IMG+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
