<?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-1192947838765432839</id><updated>2012-01-10T19:43:34.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah without an "H" is Incomplete</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4246624023068583705</id><published>2012-01-05T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:05:15.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cTU0AnAkpiU/TwYXKfRwYBI/AAAAAAAAA98/4UWZIy12_WA/s1600/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694264247818674194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cTU0AnAkpiU/TwYXKfRwYBI/AAAAAAAAA98/4UWZIy12_WA/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Holidays from the Bowles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1tYbDJWs1s/TwYXJqr4tfI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Twb0S1ikyvE/s1600/IMG_0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694264233701193202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1tYbDJWs1s/TwYXJqr4tfI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Twb0S1ikyvE/s320/IMG_0669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been a good boy all year, I promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1v4D9V3mHpY/TwYXJEWVksI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QS_DnN4Qc2Q/s1600/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694264223410262722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1v4D9V3mHpY/TwYXJEWVksI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QS_DnN4Qc2Q/s320/IMG_0677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can we be done with this photo shoot yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yP7OEePkg8Q/TwYXIu_araI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2XEovypAIBo/s1600/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694264217676983714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yP7OEePkg8Q/TwYXIu_araI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2XEovypAIBo/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am spent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoZkyuMnl-w/TwYXIcHpfRI/AAAAAAAAA9M/zUQRpqmVvcA/s1600/bowling.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694264212611235090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoZkyuMnl-w/TwYXIcHpfRI/AAAAAAAAA9M/zUQRpqmVvcA/s320/bowling.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bowling with the Bowles...my scores were painfully low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CyBOli6OFEM/TwYU4_lYGVI/AAAAAAAAA74/B6iPsR5dLTQ/s1600/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694261748230003026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CyBOli6OFEM/TwYU4_lYGVI/AAAAAAAAA74/B6iPsR5dLTQ/s320/IMG_0691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Bowles &amp;amp; Grandma great Hansen...Seth never wants for attention with these 2 around! He's one lucky boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fAB6rh8J-Co/TwYU4X91_rI/AAAAAAAAA7s/_VGg4Osucoo/s1600/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694261737595207346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fAB6rh8J-Co/TwYU4X91_rI/AAAAAAAAA7s/_VGg4Osucoo/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just missing Elder Nicholas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRRZWOkNB34/TwYU3xWICvI/AAAAAAAAA7g/-P55N0f_PR0/s1600/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694261727228070642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRRZWOkNB34/TwYU3xWICvI/AAAAAAAAA7g/-P55N0f_PR0/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cowboy Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk6WQWhfoDo/TwYU3FJ4vzI/AAAAAAAAA7U/9VfaJHyKs4k/s1600/snowshoeing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694261715365576498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk6WQWhfoDo/TwYU3FJ4vzI/AAAAAAAAA7U/9VfaJHyKs4k/s320/snowshoeing.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad &amp;amp; Seth snowshoeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iacEbld9zHM/TwYU242P6aI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Ipcp2vv_fK0/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694261712061983138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iacEbld9zHM/TwYU242P6aI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Ipcp2vv_fK0/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hardcore snowshoers + Mike behind the Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of the highlights of our Holidays:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Snowshoeing followed by El Tapatio with the Bowles...Rob's siblings came home for Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Traditional Grandparent party with yummy food and beautiful music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Christmas Eve at home with Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Wilson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Christmas Day at the Bowles-Rob got to talk to Nick (Elder Bowles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Christmas Night with lots of Wilson Cousins...food, presents, fun, and chaos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Hansen Family Christmas Party...minute to win it competitions and fudge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Bowling, games, and good conversation with the Bowles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Wilson Family Party... I am always grateful for the opportunity to spend time with my siblings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I didn't have to go into work until 8 am on Christmas Day and got cut an hour early&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Justin &amp;amp; Rob Wrestling match&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Having Rob home over Christmas break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Although we had the flu bug at our house, we felt good enough to be able to go to our friends Leah &amp;amp; Davin's for New Years Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Our first Christmas with Seth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4246624023068583705?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4246624023068583705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4246624023068583705&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4246624023068583705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4246624023068583705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2012/01/many-faces-of-christmas.html' title='The Many Faces of Christmas...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cTU0AnAkpiU/TwYXKfRwYBI/AAAAAAAAA98/4UWZIy12_WA/s72-c/IMG_0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-317081251224403988</id><published>2011-11-16T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:25:50.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday to our Sweet Benton Boy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdqBP3fPo1Y/TsQNph96vII/AAAAAAAAA68/HQzOtiiXkaI/s1600/IMGP2727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675676437537537154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdqBP3fPo1Y/TsQNph96vII/AAAAAAAAA68/HQzOtiiXkaI/s320/IMGP2727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksbnZfoTS3w/TsQNpto_O7I/AAAAAAAAA6s/9PUI839-qZY/s1600/IMGP2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675676440670976946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksbnZfoTS3w/TsQNpto_O7I/AAAAAAAAA6s/9PUI839-qZY/s320/IMGP2695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TI9ChgDbCYM/TsQNpgo8DEI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Ix8ci7n1SIM/s1600/imagesCAAXCTDM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675676437181107266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TI9ChgDbCYM/TsQNpgo8DEI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Ix8ci7n1SIM/s320/imagesCAAXCTDM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WE LOVE YOU very much Benton! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom, Dad, &amp;amp; Seth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-317081251224403988?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/317081251224403988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=317081251224403988&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/317081251224403988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/317081251224403988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-2nd-birthday-to-our-sweet-benton.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday to our Sweet Benton Boy!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdqBP3fPo1Y/TsQNph96vII/AAAAAAAAA68/HQzOtiiXkaI/s72-c/IMGP2727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-6015445251804043614</id><published>2011-10-27T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:52:39.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seth's Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW5Vh5AQ5ko/Tqm0d8Y_teI/AAAAAAAAA6U/CnkpjFOyIpA/s1600/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668260032542651874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW5Vh5AQ5ko/Tqm0d8Y_teI/AAAAAAAAA6U/CnkpjFOyIpA/s320/IMG_0532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seth is 2 months old and was blessed on Sunday, October 23rd by his dad. He wore his daddy's blessing outfit and we had a wonderful day! Lots of family made it complete and Rob gave him a beautiful blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2T7Ot6ZTttQ/Tqm0d0NaGsI/AAAAAAAAA6M/cdre0Lohi4U/s1600/IMG_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668260030346566338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2T7Ot6ZTttQ/Tqm0d0NaGsI/AAAAAAAAA6M/cdre0Lohi4U/s320/IMG_0566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1192947838765432839-6015445251804043614?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/6015445251804043614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=6015445251804043614&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6015445251804043614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6015445251804043614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2011/10/seths-blessing-day.html' title='Seth&apos;s Blessing Day'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW5Vh5AQ5ko/Tqm0d8Y_teI/AAAAAAAAA6U/CnkpjFOyIpA/s72-c/IMG_0532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2005496383700327677</id><published>2011-09-30T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T13:02:51.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I blogged last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a59354d7a41774f44413d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" alt="Click to play this Smilebox photo album" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a59354d7a41774f44413d0d0a.jpg" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benton sent his little brother Seth down to earth to be with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a59354d7a41774f44413d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657521811559664306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGUa2cbkGA8/ToOOHN8JyrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/iAQaMBb8yVw/s320/2011%2B018.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rob officially became Mr. Bowles and got hired on at Preston High School as a chemistry teacher! He graduates in December with his masters! We are proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657516021213852674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1tgTDtTxMI/ToOI2LOIdAI/AAAAAAAAA58/QdCc7uEwigQ/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My friend Jenna had a beautiful baby girl Macie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657516015776938194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mswalv227io/ToOI1293uNI/AAAAAAAAA50/RYTp3Eliy8I/s320/IMG_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stephans came to visit all the way from Mississippi! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CxetXooMeyQ/ToOIEbrLW3I/AAAAAAAAA5k/1tl37SYrDtQ/s1600/188282_10150252322572851_508412850_7488786_16894_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657515166637185906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CxetXooMeyQ/ToOIEbrLW3I/AAAAAAAAA5k/1tl37SYrDtQ/s320/188282_10150252322572851_508412850_7488786_16894_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend Jessica became Jessica S. Parker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYlqFYzb85I/ToOIEITRj_I/AAAAAAAAA5c/ggRI-k8vwYQ/s1600/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657515161436655602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYlqFYzb85I/ToOIEITRj_I/AAAAAAAAA5c/ggRI-k8vwYQ/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The annual Wilson Family Campout...all 6 of the Wilson kids were there this year and it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9W3Yb9Ze9k/ToOID8qo2AI/AAAAAAAAA5U/o2Rjj5X46HY/s1600/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657515158313424898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9W3Yb9Ze9k/ToOID8qo2AI/AAAAAAAAA5U/o2Rjj5X46HY/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny, Shane, and Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGoywSpJrEY/ToOIDjyxK3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/CjaQouFiexY/s1600/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657515151636638578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGoywSpJrEY/ToOIDjyxK3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/CjaQouFiexY/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole and her boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LxADCs_Np-4/ToOIDcN7TZI/AAAAAAAAA5E/SFVrU1oNfWI/s1600/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657515149603065234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LxADCs_Np-4/ToOIDcN7TZI/AAAAAAAAA5E/SFVrU1oNfWI/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Heidi...cute girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txQ5N6AMu-o/ToOGNQbEslI/AAAAAAAAA48/SENjJ7LNHtA/s1600/IMG_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657513119212417618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txQ5N6AMu-o/ToOGNQbEslI/AAAAAAAAA48/SENjJ7LNHtA/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie wasn't so sure about the jumbo marshmallows after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sybcRSipZXQ/ToOGM9NWvPI/AAAAAAAAA40/crxpaodOLgs/s1600/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657513114054606066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sybcRSipZXQ/ToOGM9NWvPI/AAAAAAAAA40/crxpaodOLgs/s320/IMG_0287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to spend some time with my sisters and their families over the 4th of July...Lewiston Parade and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTMWaPWA_40/ToOGMg9bQpI/AAAAAAAAA4s/RO1reaS4NPg/s1600/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657513106471600786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTMWaPWA_40/ToOGMg9bQpI/AAAAAAAAA4s/RO1reaS4NPg/s320/IMG_0285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At least someone got use out of the boat this year...even if it was parked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_hJTxN2-EQ/ToOGMMA4dqI/AAAAAAAAA4k/f5kUmBTy6K4/s1600/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657513100848952994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_hJTxN2-EQ/ToOGMMA4dqI/AAAAAAAAA4k/f5kUmBTy6K4/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister, Nicole ran the Salt Lake Marathon and dominated! She has got some serious motivation and self discipline, and I am proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-QwmBny7lM/ToOGLhtl7BI/AAAAAAAAA4c/PJ-kgwXni-k/s1600/2011%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657513089493756946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-QwmBny7lM/ToOGLhtl7BI/AAAAAAAAA4c/PJ-kgwXni-k/s320/2011%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We conquered Fairview lake...in our backyard this last winter/spring-Yes this really is our backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzoaInxI80M/Tfe3twS91OI/AAAAAAAAA4U/fbq939dsYo8/s1600/2011%2B041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618161056854430946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzoaInxI80M/Tfe3twS91OI/AAAAAAAAA4U/fbq939dsYo8/s320/2011%2B041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went up to Northern Idaho and visited Farragut State Park which used to be an army training base during World War II. My Grandpa Wilson was stationed here as one of the dentists for all the new recruits before they left for the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYF8OjBFfT4/Tfe3toOrHTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_-ffBsKCV6g/s1600/2011%2B046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618161054688943410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYF8OjBFfT4/Tfe3toOrHTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_-ffBsKCV6g/s320/2011%2B046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty sweet idea for our propane tank huh? We saw beautiful Coeur d'alane and even got to visit Annie and Justin in Moscow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCITgEDJRdE/Tfe3sr6sQgI/AAAAAAAAA38/b33ARvWW7Dw/s1600/2011%2B065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618161038499004930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCITgEDJRdE/Tfe3sr6sQgI/AAAAAAAAA38/b33ARvWW7Dw/s320/2011%2B065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Spokanne Washington where we went to the temple, saw Wicked, and went to a Cat Museum of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UK_9SA9HKUc/Tfe3sTrfS7I/AAAAAAAAA30/aqh4rYNC0nE/s1600/2011%2B071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618161031992789938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UK_9SA9HKUc/Tfe3sTrfS7I/AAAAAAAAA30/aqh4rYNC0nE/s320/2011%2B071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had siberian tigers, panthers, cougars, lions, and even a bear at this Cat Museum...Justin and Rob fit right in with the monkeys huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-2005496383700327677?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2005496383700327677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2005496383700327677&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2005496383700327677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2005496383700327677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2011/06/since-i-blogged-last.html' title='Since I blogged last...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGUa2cbkGA8/ToOOHN8JyrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/iAQaMBb8yVw/s72-c/2011%2B018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3344013889893114081</id><published>2011-01-19T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:25:30.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so grateful for my Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hansen Family Party 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564024331148333442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdiplO6EYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/exbzWowmapY/s320/IMG_0045.jpg" /&gt; Melissa &amp;amp; Pat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdipK1xGTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/0xnlfNiAVJU/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564024324063566130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdipK1xGTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/0xnlfNiAVJU/s320/IMG_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike, Melissa, and Cassie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdio3fESOI/AAAAAAAAA3M/euMDQR-iRlg/s1600/IMG_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564024318868080866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdio3fESOI/AAAAAAAAA3M/euMDQR-iRlg/s320/IMG_0072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Nativity Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdioSH5aFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/31JsI0xDLCA/s1600/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564024308838787154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdioSH5aFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/31JsI0xDLCA/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin &amp;amp; Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdinyDbFaI/AAAAAAAAA28/NSHvXDl8SGI/s1600/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564024300230088098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdinyDbFaI/AAAAAAAAA28/NSHvXDl8SGI/s320/IMG_0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Hansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wilson Family Christmas Party 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdhArKv2tI/AAAAAAAAA20/3K68CQnQFuo/s1600/IMG_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564022528855235282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdhArKv2tI/AAAAAAAAA20/3K68CQnQFuo/s320/IMG_0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By faces, I'd say Brandon's winning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdhAWYu43I/AAAAAAAAA2s/RKktTe9wOM0/s1600/IMG_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564022523276747634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdhAWYu43I/AAAAAAAAA2s/RKktTe9wOM0/s320/IMG_0084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zoned into the tube....the new generation of cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdg_5DjkSI/AAAAAAAAA2k/WsuC0e3wsg0/s1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564022515403297058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdg_5DjkSI/AAAAAAAAA2k/WsuC0e3wsg0/s320/IMG_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdg_dtctAI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7oyFhtVCO6E/s1600/IMG_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564022508062815234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdg_dtctAI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7oyFhtVCO6E/s320/IMG_0090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hyrum excercising his mad skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgI_sLN4I/AAAAAAAAA2U/wIoFKKQRDSA/s1600/IMG_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564021572291475330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgI_sLN4I/AAAAAAAAA2U/wIoFKKQRDSA/s320/IMG_0081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls playing Bean Bonanza...and Rob...nice bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgIeGuezI/AAAAAAAAA2M/FrgL9sdmOo4/s1600/IMG_0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564021563276032818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgIeGuezI/AAAAAAAAA2M/FrgL9sdmOo4/s320/IMG_0095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark and Mindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgHz_-ExI/AAAAAAAAA2E/DQlVV7yaW90/s1600/IMG_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564021551973405458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgHz_-ExI/AAAAAAAAA2E/DQlVV7yaW90/s320/IMG_0107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew with Amber and Ava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgHsTcrII/AAAAAAAAA18/vYmq2ipE7-8/s1600/IMG_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564021549907618946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgHsTcrII/AAAAAAAAA18/vYmq2ipE7-8/s320/IMG_0103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Heather, Nicole, and Jenny...Thank you Nicole for all you do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; These things wouldn't happen without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgHdJ2XeI/AAAAAAAAA10/LQ4BxcohnBM/s1600/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564021545840827874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdgHdJ2XeI/AAAAAAAAA10/LQ4BxcohnBM/s320/IMG_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Ryan...Best Mom Ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1192947838765432839-3344013889893114081?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3344013889893114081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3344013889893114081&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3344013889893114081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3344013889893114081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-so-grateful-for-my-family.html' title='I&apos;m so grateful for my Family...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TTdiplO6EYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/exbzWowmapY/s72-c/IMG_0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-9187319518178055853</id><published>2010-11-17T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T14:06:41.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for all of your sweet wishes, prayers, and thoughts on our behalf...Yesterday was a good day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a41784f4455784e6a6b3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a41784f4455784e6a6b3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" alt="Click to play this Smilebox photo album" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a41784f4455784e6a6b3d0d0a.jpg" width="420" height="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" alt="Create your own photo album - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmilebox.gif" width="420" height="46" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com//?partner=hallmark" target="_blank"&gt;photo album&lt;/a&gt; generated with Smilebox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-9187319518178055853?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/9187319518178055853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=9187319518178055853&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/9187319518178055853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/9187319518178055853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you-for-all-of-your-sweet-wishes.html' title='Thank you for all of your sweet wishes, prayers, and thoughts on our behalf...Yesterday was a good day!'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8446409194958782856</id><published>2010-11-14T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:59:47.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to my Benton Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, Please Don't Cry&lt;br /&gt;By Linda DeyMaz&lt;br /&gt;Artwork by Laurie Snow Hein &amp;amp; Del Parson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture below unknown artist &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539588511901612530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TOCSZs26-fI/AAAAAAAAA1g/WWPofUDQ5c4/s320/angel%2Bface.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Mommy, Please Don't Cry... A beautiful angel carried me here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539587716776736818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TOCRrayYODI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7rmG_-HId6A/s320/benton%2Bblogggg_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met Jesus today Mommy! He cradled me in His big, strong arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He made me feel so happy inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these."&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539576326309551714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TOCHUZ_YHmI/AAAAAAAAA0g/TVb6Z3JP51s/s320/christ_with_infant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, please don't cry...heaven is wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you know the streets are made of gold? Real gold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have lots of friends, mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We run and play. We giggle and laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to show you my secret hideouts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, please don't cry...when I fall it doesn't hurt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are no tears in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TOCHUKmMcNI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/cKbZchOPGhA/s1600/benton%2Bblogg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539576322177396946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TOCHUKmMcNI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/cKbZchOPGhA/s320/benton%2Bblogg.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I've met a man named Noah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He told me about his big boat, all the animals, and the very first rainbow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you heard of Noah, Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, please don't cry... We have lots of parties here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With streamers and hats and the best chocolate cake ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it's time to rest angels tuck us in, I never get scared mommy, there is no darkness here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus is the light of Heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Take heed that you do not depise one of these little ones, for I say to you that in heaven their angels always see the face of my Father who is in heaven."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539588927532039714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TOCSx5M7_iI/AAAAAAAAA1o/SWUiSwqqFdE/s320/benton%2Bbloggg_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, please don't cry...the angels are always singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love to sing with the angels!&lt;br /&gt;You'd be proud of me, I have a pretty good voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must have gotten it from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a river, Mommy, in the most beautiful garden you could ever imagine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a huge tree with yummy fruit. The anges call it the Tree of Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, it is so wonderful to be alive in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, please don't cry...sometimes I just like to be by myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's when I think of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday, Mommy, we will hold each other tight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then you will cradle me in your arms, and stroke my hair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and once again, our hearts will beat together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, please don't cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll wait right here for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8446409194958782856?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8446409194958782856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8446409194958782856&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8446409194958782856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8446409194958782856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/11/dedicated-to-my-benton-boy.html' title='Dedicated to my Benton Boy'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TOCSZs26-fI/AAAAAAAAA1g/WWPofUDQ5c4/s72-c/angel%2Bface.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2385018914057107274</id><published>2010-09-07T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:13:05.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Redneck Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wilson Family Campout 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243904927416098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHnaYPvyI/AAAAAAAAA0A/D3TmN_l4fG8/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+025.jpg" /&gt;What are little boys made of? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHnKPYMnI/AAAAAAAAAz4/aCqz_97ml5M/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243900595253874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHnKPYMnI/AAAAAAAAAz4/aCqz_97ml5M/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute Jake nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHmp2j3KI/AAAAAAAAAzw/CjvoMV7Bl9A/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243891901226146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHmp2j3KI/AAAAAAAAAzw/CjvoMV7Bl9A/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber girl...cutest little babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHmSMlxNI/AAAAAAAAAzo/wa6Bea63WeA/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243885551174866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHmSMlxNI/AAAAAAAAAzo/wa6Bea63WeA/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby flyin high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHJHJI6cI/AAAAAAAAAzg/fizhowCvNFU/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243384367704514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHJHJI6cI/AAAAAAAAAzg/fizhowCvNFU/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute Cami girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHI58cYEI/AAAAAAAAAzY/8is5H4aqKtw/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243380824793154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHI58cYEI/AAAAAAAAAzY/8is5H4aqKtw/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHIbp-RcI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bUGehN6jKac/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243372694259138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHIbp-RcI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bUGehN6jKac/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma...and what ah.. is that? Amber Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHILNE_EI/AAAAAAAAAzI/xJjYxdNYEDw/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243368278096962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHILNE_EI/AAAAAAAAAzI/xJjYxdNYEDw/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHHjM8t_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/qwjfFL_CwWo/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514243357540136946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHHjM8t_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/qwjfFL_CwWo/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Uncle everrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGpfDfbyI/AAAAAAAAAy4/hanyqBrnGtU/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242841030651682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGpfDfbyI/AAAAAAAAAy4/hanyqBrnGtU/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava wants a baby sister and was fascinated with Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob's Backpacking Adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGowWiP3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/slVKwrama0k/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242828494061426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGowWiP3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/slVKwrama0k/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;High Creek lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGoeAjUpI/AAAAAAAAAyo/I5mP3h5CahY/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242823570018962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGoeAjUpI/AAAAAAAAAyo/I5mP3h5CahY/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're on top of the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGoBhuURI/AAAAAAAAAyg/HkTPR9sy1P8/s1600/Summer+2010+part+II+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242815924523282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGoBhuURI/AAAAAAAAAyg/HkTPR9sy1P8/s320/Summer+2010+part+II+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annie and Justin...ready for another day of hiking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin's not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephens!!!&lt;br /&gt;Visit from some of our best buds EEEEvvveeerrr!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGnv29T5I/AAAAAAAAAyY/MxJ1Xb_keUE/s1600/IMGP3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242811181748114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGnv29T5I/AAAAAAAAAyY/MxJ1Xb_keUE/s320/IMGP3314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Preston night Parade and Rodeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGEKkEEeI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PoTlrzIm4Mg/s1600/IMGP3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242199874965986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGEKkEEeI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PoTlrzIm4Mg/s320/IMGP3303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cowgirl Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGD5q0SsI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VrPqMhNba8c/s1600/IMGP3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242195339889346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGD5q0SsI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VrPqMhNba8c/s320/IMGP3308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob all decked out for the rodeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGDVnHLSI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4f-hrUpIlmQ/s1600/IMGP3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242185660673314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGDVnHLSI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4f-hrUpIlmQ/s320/IMGP3302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aspen is ready to devour some candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGC2qQRcI/AAAAAAAAAx4/7IdmQzdFbdw/s1600/IMGP3306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242177352353218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGC2qQRcI/AAAAAAAAAx4/7IdmQzdFbdw/s320/IMGP3306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is the parade gonna start yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGCo23ssI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Gi5ud_jn9FQ/s1600/IMGP3305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514242173647172290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaGCo23ssI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Gi5ud_jn9FQ/s320/IMGP3305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute sister Heather....I love having her live nearby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope's best friend Sue&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFcivW5YI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ImPStf8VIBg/s1600/IMGP3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514241519170020738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFcivW5YI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ImPStf8VIBg/s320/IMGP3299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sue was given away to another family, but Hope and Sue spent a lot of hours together gnawing and slobbering all over each other, napping, and eating hope's food. We miss sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Motorcross races in Fairview&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Gilberts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFcJA1g3I/AAAAAAAAAxg/UoF1lNf9WY0/s1600/IMGP3255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514241512264008562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFcJA1g3I/AAAAAAAAAxg/UoF1lNf9WY0/s320/IMGP3255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even little guys get on these little dirt bikes and tear it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFb6Np0XI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lHlw-djqXuI/s1600/IMGP3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514241508291236210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFb6Np0XI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lHlw-djqXuI/s320/IMGP3296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rednecks? mmm maybe but I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFbTDMcRI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Lkx2kOQAIpQ/s1600/IMGP3270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514241497778385170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFbTDMcRI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Lkx2kOQAIpQ/s320/IMGP3270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boating Baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFa09WihI/AAAAAAAAAxI/J_zKkOMDwHk/s1600/IMGP3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514241489700817426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaFa09WihI/AAAAAAAAAxI/J_zKkOMDwHk/s320/IMGP3209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah...you go girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEaHdVzXI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bTsQoZ5IjO4/s1600/IMGP3215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514240377975328114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEaHdVzXI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bTsQoZ5IjO4/s320/IMGP3215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davin lookin like a natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEZk39nTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/S5MtzagvVwI/s1600/IMGP3201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514240368691748146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEZk39nTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/S5MtzagvVwI/s320/IMGP3201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Davin and Leah for playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEZIudayI/AAAAAAAAAww/T67P2Bag07I/s1600/IMGP3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514240361135696674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEZIudayI/AAAAAAAAAww/T67P2Bag07I/s320/IMGP3216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We look forward to when these guys return from Pocatello...it can't come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEYohqDrI/AAAAAAAAAwo/MxUCD1Gierc/s1600/IMGP3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514240352492064434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEYohqDrI/AAAAAAAAAwo/MxUCD1Gierc/s320/IMGP3205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend Tiffani's son, Clayton...watch out girls he's still got a few years until he's 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEW37BEFI/AAAAAAAAAwg/t3dRyuHbTtI/s1600/IMGP3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514240322265223250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaEW37BEFI/AAAAAAAAAwg/t3dRyuHbTtI/s320/IMGP3207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out that tower...pretty rad invention babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob in his happiest state&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-2385018914057107274?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2385018914057107274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2385018914057107274&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2385018914057107274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2385018914057107274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-redneck-summer.html' title='Our Redneck Summer'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TIaHnaYPvyI/AAAAAAAAA0A/D3TmN_l4fG8/s72-c/Summer+2010+part+II+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-7997499534663419513</id><published>2010-08-30T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:59:07.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I still LOVE summer!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What we've been up to this summer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pictures to come...uploading not happening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Mx Races in our backyard...just one field over.&lt;br /&gt;~Boating...and boating some more! Rob created a new tower to replace his old one and it has worked great! Rob is always the happiest on his wakeboard and I love to see him smile and enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;~Ragnar (Rob and Justin ran it, Annie and I volunteered)&lt;br /&gt;~Justin &amp;amp; Annie got married and just moved to Moscow&lt;br /&gt;~I ran a 10k for the first time&lt;br /&gt;~Nicholas left on his mission to the Seattle WA Mission...I'm so proud of him and miss him of course.&lt;br /&gt;~We went to Lagoon with DFA young cooperators and discovered again that Lagoon was way more fun as little kids! What is this motion sickness stuff?! We didn't even attempt the white roller coaster this year. Last year cured us of that.&lt;br /&gt;~4th of July breakfast at Grandma and Grandpa Bowles...I look forward to this every year!&lt;br /&gt;~Preston Famous Night Rodeo&lt;br /&gt;~NO more school, no more books, no more teacher dirty looks (until today...Rob's first day of School)&lt;br /&gt;~Preston Parade&lt;br /&gt;~Canoeing down the cub river&lt;br /&gt;~Preston Fair&lt;br /&gt;~Rob's Birthday...He is a quarter of a century old now and still cute as ever!&lt;br /&gt;~Wilson Family campout&lt;br /&gt;~Working on the farm (Probably one of my favorite activities of my whole summer...just playing and working on the farm with Rob) I swathed for the first time this year...and I need a lot more practice...oops sorry about the rabbit ears.&lt;br /&gt;~Gardening and canning. Our garden has rocked this year and we are just excited to have canned our own grean beans and froze our own corn....yummers! (We've had spinach, radishes, peas, corn, chives, cilantro, chinese cabbage, tomatoes, zuchinni, basil, and pumpkins of course)&lt;br /&gt;~Rob &amp;amp; I had our 3rd year anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;~Rob and Justin went backpacking from Tony's grove in Utah to Willow flats in Idaho. They slept in a large Elk family's bed of soft grass and listened to them bark all night.&lt;br /&gt;~Working in the ER (I start part time officially in September and I feel really good about this change).&lt;br /&gt;~Benton's nine month Birthday was August 16th...Happy Birthday baby boy! We think about you often and shed lots of tears because we miss you so much. But we know you are in good hands and that you are watching over us and doing missionary work! We love you Benton Boy!&lt;br /&gt;~Mowing the lawn again and again...it never stops growing...thank you Udy Lawncare.&lt;br /&gt;~Demolition Derby...I love em!!!&lt;br /&gt;~Heather, Brandon, and kids moved back to Cache Valley after 7 years in Colorado and they live 15 minutes from us in Richmond! I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;~Jenny and Ryan moved back to Utah! Ryan commutes to LA and stays with Grandma Edwards during the week.&lt;br /&gt;~Now all 5 of my siblings live in Utah! We are the only Idahoans (Don't tell Rob, but I'm becoming proud of this idaho country living).&lt;br /&gt;~Charlie James Wilson joined Jenny, Ryan, Jack, and Grace in June.&lt;br /&gt;~Emily, Isaac, and Eli came to visit us while in Utah!!!&lt;br /&gt;~Trying to keep my flowers alive all summer... I lined my flower beds with bricks and we created some terraced flower beds in our frontyard.&lt;br /&gt;~Bull Bonanza...Yee hawww!!!&lt;br /&gt;~Ate lots of icecream and popsicles...Thankyou Caspers for your 81 cent icecream cones in July!&lt;br /&gt;~Thank you Sunshine for bringing me pure rays of joy! I never get tired of seeing you and think you are one of God's Best creations!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-7997499534663419513?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/7997499534663419513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=7997499534663419513&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7997499534663419513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7997499534663419513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-still-love-summer.html' title='I still LOVE summer!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2447266414961335729</id><published>2010-07-19T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T13:22:40.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Happy Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It all started with Axel Rose back in 2008...Who says you can't have rabbits in the booming metropolis of Logan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrd515GMI/AAAAAAAAAwY/eSlLMZ5KLKk/s1600/IMGP1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705975530264770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrd515GMI/AAAAAAAAAwY/eSlLMZ5KLKk/s320/IMGP1754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrdOWa_UI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Pz-s-gY7cl0/s1600/IMGP1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705963855543618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrdOWa_UI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Pz-s-gY7cl0/s320/IMGP1753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then the 2 La Mancha goats...Gucci &amp;amp; Jar Jar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even when your down to your last few dollars, there is money in the tip box left for these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrcu6_F2I/AAAAAAAAAwI/4a-7GU681Nw/s1600/IMGP1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705955418969954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrcu6_F2I/AAAAAAAAAwI/4a-7GU681Nw/s320/IMGP1793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Laura and Derrick...this little piggy went to Theurers Market, and this one had babies galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrcVb_I0I/AAAAAAAAAwA/uIbPXJbXcpI/s1600/IMGP2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705948578063170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrcVb_I0I/AAAAAAAAAwA/uIbPXJbXcpI/s320/IMGP2390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Laura proud of 12 beautiful babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq60wOmnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/WUiMztpsGss/s1600/IMGP3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705372868909682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq60wOmnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/WUiMztpsGss/s320/IMGP3084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including our adorable Willbur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq6dxG7XI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Il_ZcVh1P0k/s1600/IMGP3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705366698585458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq6dxG7XI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Il_ZcVh1P0k/s320/IMGP3083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Hope this spring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq6Bjif5I/AAAAAAAAAvo/I9LMBkT0xno/s1600/IMGP3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705359125479314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq6Bjif5I/AAAAAAAAAvo/I9LMBkT0xno/s320/IMGP3155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to be able to fit here...but her paws said differently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's not little any more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq56gQe_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/uifOOmuvg3Y/s1600/IMGP3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705357232667634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq56gQe_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/uifOOmuvg3Y/s320/IMGP3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet our newest Happy Farm addition...Jackabee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq5f1qJeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/hyGuyK4fmII/s1600/IMGP3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495705350074672610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESq5f1qJeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/hyGuyK4fmII/s320/IMGP3178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all begins with an innocent look Jackabee's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESppY8NX6I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1s58QJ-KhbI/s1600/IMGP3179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495703973833564066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESppY8NX6I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1s58QJ-KhbI/s320/IMGP3179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Hope's favorite cookie Jars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpo7V7lFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/cj-_oFD25YE/s1600/IMGP3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495703965888386130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpo7V7lFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/cj-_oFD25YE/s320/IMGP3183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also one of jackabee's favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpofiayeI/AAAAAAAAAvA/KuHACwCG0-U/s1600/IMGP3186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495703958424570338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpofiayeI/AAAAAAAAAvA/KuHACwCG0-U/s320/IMGP3186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob the Mediator...they often have to be split up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpn6pMx5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/C7sY4KxLaRM/s1600/IMGP3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495703948520900498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpn6pMx5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/C7sY4KxLaRM/s320/IMGP3192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our form of entertainment...Hope &amp;amp; Jackabee Act III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpnR2wpUI/AAAAAAAAAuw/D14qs1MVnTc/s1600/IMGP3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495703937571923266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESpnR2wpUI/AAAAAAAAAuw/D14qs1MVnTc/s320/IMGP3194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each morning, that I am not at work, I wake up to the mooing of the 2 cows in our pasture begging for grain, Hope barking at anything moving, and Jackabee meowing to be released from the backporch to play. It's nice to be needed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Welcome to Bowles Happy Farm where all your dreams come true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-2447266414961335729?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2447266414961335729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2447266414961335729&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2447266414961335729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2447266414961335729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/07/bowles-happy.html' title='Welcome to the Happy Farm'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/TESrd515GMI/AAAAAAAAAwY/eSlLMZ5KLKk/s72-c/IMGP1754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-105651537342858308</id><published>2010-05-24T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:59:55.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Nebraska's Sky Cowboy, named Logan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/9YBlnWIu_BM/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9YBlnWIu_BM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9YBlnWIu_BM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't forget to pause my noisey music below first. This video is beautiful...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-105651537342858308?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/105651537342858308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=105651537342858308&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/105651537342858308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/105651537342858308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/05/meet-nebraskas-sky-cowboy-named-logan.html' title='Meet Nebraska&apos;s Sky Cowboy, named Logan'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8608656805825699979</id><published>2010-05-05T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:03:32.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Cinco de Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi Casa es Su Casa&lt;/div&gt;Eleven months and four offers later here we are in the great state of Idaho. Nothing too fancy, but in comparison to our last and wonderful apartment we have upgraded to a mansion. Rob has an acre or so for his goats and Axel has a bigger Rabbit pen (her old one flew out of Nick's truck on the way to it's new home). And as my father-in-law says we have joined the idiots of America in getting in debt. We are happy here and love our home and having our own yard! Hevanely Father is definately in charge and I do believe that this is where we're supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRrx1bdJI/AAAAAAAAAuY/QOKoc_U_5bY/s1600/IMGP3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811603902330002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRrx1bdJI/AAAAAAAAAuY/QOKoc_U_5bY/s320/IMGP3112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRraUEEBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/gg7_AGwKVec/s1600/IMGP3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811597588369426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRraUEEBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/gg7_AGwKVec/s320/IMGP3111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRrOqSM4I/AAAAAAAAAuI/V_slbYysCKE/s1600/IMGP3110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811594460345218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRrOqSM4I/AAAAAAAAAuI/V_slbYysCKE/s320/IMGP3110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Side yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRqmSYCUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3ZHZ8rE7PE0/s1600/IMGP3109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811583622646082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRqmSYCUI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3ZHZ8rE7PE0/s320/IMGP3109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other side yard...garden and rabbit pen back there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRSS6OsgI/AAAAAAAAAt4/2ZrwsQPYilA/s1600/IMGP3108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811166104236546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRSS6OsgI/AAAAAAAAAt4/2ZrwsQPYilA/s320/IMGP3108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've planted some fun stuff in the yard since this picture...this is where some of my favorite free time is spent, outside in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRSEeRMUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/p9ezC0NGXSw/s1600/IMGP3106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811162228863298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRSEeRMUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/p9ezC0NGXSw/s320/IMGP3106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of the fam room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRRpZhi3I/AAAAAAAAAto/bDa6ktf-V3Q/s1600/IMGP3104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811154961206130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRRpZhi3I/AAAAAAAAAto/bDa6ktf-V3Q/s320/IMGP3104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other part of the Family room/Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRRUHkxKI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4OvlEF8zHIo/s1600/IMGP3101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811149248775330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRRUHkxKI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4OvlEF8zHIo/s320/IMGP3101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRQgytlmI/AAAAAAAAAtY/vE0ej5Bscow/s1600/IMGP3100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467811135471064674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRQgytlmI/AAAAAAAAAtY/vE0ej5Bscow/s320/IMGP3100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spare room, no longer a storage room (it only took 2+ months:), Benton's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ5dzmQYI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RsGdiyJmHNI/s1600/IMGP3098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467810739532480898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ5dzmQYI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RsGdiyJmHNI/s320/IMGP3098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took forrrever until I finally found a shower curtain I like. If you saw our last shower, you know why this was such a big deal to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ5K1A2rI/AAAAAAAAAtI/EGoyS9RYlMo/s1600/IMGP3099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467810734438144690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ5K1A2rI/AAAAAAAAAtI/EGoyS9RYlMo/s320/IMGP3099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; El Bano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ4hOmljI/AAAAAAAAAtA/md_X_jGSWpY/s1600/IMGP3097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467810723271185970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ4hOmljI/AAAAAAAAAtA/md_X_jGSWpY/s320/IMGP3097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a place to plug in my blow dryer and it's not in the kitchen or in the bedroom. After 14 years of having no plug in the bathroom we have an electrical outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ4EwQDjI/AAAAAAAAAs4/arcAFC8qV_w/s1600/IMGP3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467810715627687474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ4EwQDjI/AAAAAAAAAs4/arcAFC8qV_w/s320/IMGP3096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The place I sometimes even cook in. Dishwashers and freezers are THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ3p6ajYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/L9uroIuOHgM/s1600/IMGP3094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467810708422561154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GQ3p6ajYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/L9uroIuOHgM/s320/IMGP3094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love having an oven that works!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is an upstairs also that we plan on completing at some point in the future...room to grow. The last family that lived here had 3 kids in one room so we are good to go for several years down the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Judd and Katie for letting us buy your house and for doing all the dirty work before we bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8608656805825699979?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8608656805825699979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8608656805825699979&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8608656805825699979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8608656805825699979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Happy Cinco de Mayo'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S-GRrx1bdJI/AAAAAAAAAuY/QOKoc_U_5bY/s72-c/IMGP3112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-13385044481871362</id><published>2010-04-20T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:25:26.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5 Months Lil Man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rob and I went to visit Benton's grave last Friday and this is what we found...Benton's headstone had been placed!!! We didn't expect this until closer to memorial day and were so delighted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Baby Land in Logan Cemetery that you can see behind Rob. It is an incredible place that has only babies buried there. The graves are covered with toys. We are so grateful that Benton gets to be here in this sacred spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83RrS-q9XI/AAAAAAAAAso/ycck4rDkdY0/s1600/IMGP3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462252464829560178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83RrS-q9XI/AAAAAAAAAso/ycck4rDkdY0/s320/IMGP3150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83RrBW_RCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/izODzc9qbss/s1600/IMGP3144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462252460099716130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83RrBW_RCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/izODzc9qbss/s320/IMGP3144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Benton is starting to get an awful lot of toys...We get a lot of joy out of bringing him all kinds of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83Rq7PfKkI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NSOyxS1QJmM/s1600/IMGP3145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462252458457639490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83Rq7PfKkI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NSOyxS1QJmM/s320/IMGP3145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Benton has his own farm up there thanks to Daddy especially. He owns more animals and tractors than any other Five month old I know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83RqR9MfXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/hESIBKjzOPY/s1600/IMGP3147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462252447375064434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83RqR9MfXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/hESIBKjzOPY/s320/IMGP3147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem is really special to us because our sealer said it in our temple ceremony. It has hung on our wall since we were married and it's full impact came even more to life when our little man passed away and so we had it engraved on the back of his headstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83Qzp_iZCI/AAAAAAAAArw/EOk4kmep_fQ/s1600/IMGP2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462251508934534178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83Qzp_iZCI/AAAAAAAAArw/EOk4kmep_fQ/s200/IMGP2771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This poem is on the back of the below angel. This head stone is the main headstone for babyland. I don't know who donated it, but it is beautiful and represents all of these beautiful little miracles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83QeTPHZNI/AAAAAAAAAro/3tczY6fSAVQ/s1600/IMGP2775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462251142048605394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83QeTPHZNI/AAAAAAAAAro/3tczY6fSAVQ/s200/IMGP2775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83QdyjreBI/AAAAAAAAArg/nbkW6io9z8s/s1600/IMGP2774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462251133276485650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83QdyjreBI/AAAAAAAAArg/nbkW6io9z8s/s200/IMGP2774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is engraved above the angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you very much to all of you for your love, generosity, comments, prayers, and support! We have been so blessed! And thank you to Brown Monument for doing such a beautiful job on our little man's headstone! We couldn't have asked for a better surprise that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-13385044481871362?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/13385044481871362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=13385044481871362&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/13385044481871362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/13385044481871362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-5-months-lil-man.html' title='Happy 5 Months Lil Man...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S83RrS-q9XI/AAAAAAAAAso/ycck4rDkdY0/s72-c/IMGP3150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4002007434481439955</id><published>2010-03-23T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:30:38.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilbur</title><content type='html'>"The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new." ~Rajnees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No gift to your mother can ever equal her gift to you-life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of all the rights of women, the greatest is to be a mother." Lin Yutang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The mother love is like God's love; he loves us not because we are lovable, but because it is His nature to love, and because we are His children." Earl Riney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.”-Barbara Kingsolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Before you were conceived I wanted you. Before you were born I loved you. Before you were here an hour I would die for you. This is the miracle of love.” -Maureen Hawkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you were small and just a touch away, I covered you with blankets against the cold night air. But now that you are tall and out of reach, I fold my hands and cover you with prayer.”-Dona Maddux Cooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451906579458717986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kQJglAeSI/AAAAAAAAArA/WgfMKscUmgU/s200/IMGP3077.JPG" /&gt; This our mother pig Laura the morning before her babies were born. She had escaped from her faroing crate, walked all the way around the barn and this is what we found her doing. She would go over by the stacks of hay and gather it up in her mouth, back out from the narrow space she was getting it from, and return it to the nest she had built. The nest was as big as her, and she must have been working on it throughout the night. She would have to lay down in between trips as she was having contractions. What an incredible mother she is! You cannot tell me that the desire to mother and that this instinct is not powerful. We have been so impressed with her as she gingerly (as gingerly as a pig can move) moves into position to feed her babies and tries not to lay on top of the little things. After we got her back in the crate (which allows her to feed her babies without squishing them so easily) and pounded stakes into the ground wired to it, she lifted the one end up leaving the crate suspended in the air. She had gone to work yet again creating a nest for her babies. We let her stay put and just monitored the delivery carefully. Laura delivered 12 baby pigs, 2 girls and 10 boys. "I am woman...hear me roar" I think is appropriate for such an act.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kP8oXXpCI/AAAAAAAAAq4/CnRCXCUj2hY/s1600-h/IMGP3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451906358210700322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kP8oXXpCI/AAAAAAAAAq4/CnRCXCUj2hY/s200/IMGP3084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are 11 of the 12 pigs learning how to eat. They were born about 2 weeks ago and are growing quickly. As odd as it seems, they are just the cutest little things and i consider each of them a miracle. The ability to deliver and create such an incredible thing, whether animal or human denotes without doubt that there is a loving Hevanely Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kPRt7AX8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/UVkK_IstzY8/s1600-h/IMGP3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451905620967972802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kPRt7AX8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/UVkK_IstzY8/s200/IMGP3083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our little Wilbur. When he arrived he was half the size of his brothers and sisters and didn't even have his eyes open. Forgive me as I get sentimental, but you don't have to read this. It is for my own journaling just as much. Wilbur brought me incredible joy. We took him home and bottle fed him with a premie nipple. Soon after he arrived, Rob placed him inside of his sweatshirt in his coat to keep him warm. He slept soundly there. Then I got to hold that sweet little guy. I put him in my front pocket of my sweatshirt and zipped up my coat...just his little nose stuck out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kPRZ7VUdI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RSK3qNLXblw/s1600-h/IMGP3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451905615600636370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kPRZ7VUdI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RSK3qNLXblw/s200/IMGP3085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forgive the mess, but I had just helped deliver 9 or 10 baby pigs (2 were already waiting for us when we got done eating lunch). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a box with a beach and bath towel in it that he slept in. The first night we heated up a rice bag up several times to keep him warm. Just like we would if Benton were here, we got up in the middle of the night to feed him. He had this high pitched little squill, almost a little horse at times. I fell in love with this little guy. I held him a lot that first night and let him nuzzle up under my chin where he liked to stay warm and would stop squilling. As soon as he got hungry that squilling would start again. I had to work my normal 12 the next day and was excited to come home to that little guy. As soon as I got home I changed into my jammies, climbed in bed and layed him next to me close by my face, where we both fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilbur filled a little piece of that emptiness I have experienced because I did not get to nuture my Benton. I did not realize the deep hunger I have to nurture something until Wilbur filled in a piece of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kPQVN--iI/AAAAAAAAAqI/CTWLO3lFqGc/s1600-h/IMGP3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451905597156817442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kPQVN--iI/AAAAAAAAAqI/CTWLO3lFqGc/s200/IMGP3093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob text me the third day we had him at home and told me to call him before I left work. I called him as i was sitting in the car in the parking lot and he told me how Wilbur had gotten sick over the last 3 hours or so, was labored in his breathing, not eating, foaming at the mouth, and lethargic. He asked if I could get an antibiotic prescription from one of the doctors...but I didn't even know what the dose would be or how much the little guy weighed. I went back into work and made some phone calls. Rob and I finally decided to take him into the veternarian after hours. You have to understand that I have never even really liked animals very much, but this was a whole new experience for me. I have never had such love for an animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Rob at the vet clinic where little Wilbur was laying on the table. The veternarian was rubbing him, giving him dextrose in his gums for energy, and had an oxygen mask right in front of his little nose. He did not look good, and just kept getting worse and worse. The doctor even gave our little guy epinepherine (a heart stimulating med), but Wilbur was too tired and passed away. I am sad I had to see him so sick and struggling, but I am so grateful I got to say goodbye to him before he went to go join our little Benton. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it sounds ridiculous and absurd, but even as I write this I am crying. I think that Wilbur filled a spot of a big hole that loosing Benton left. I am so grateful for the opportunity to love this beautiful little animal who just wanted to be loved so much. The thought went through my mind several times why he had to die, why I had to hold another little limp body in my arms, but I also couldn't help but feel that Hevanely Father sent us Wilbur as a tender mercy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The quote at the very top of this post describes a little of how I have felt as I delivered Benton and held him. There is no describable love like that of being a mother. Love that I didn't even know existed was unearthed when Benton joined our family. And Wilbur reminded me of this love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Willbur...We love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4002007434481439955?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4002007434481439955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4002007434481439955&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4002007434481439955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4002007434481439955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/03/wilbur.html' title='Wilbur'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S6kQJglAeSI/AAAAAAAAArA/WgfMKscUmgU/s72-c/IMGP3077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-1609643261151740485</id><published>2010-03-05T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:10:07.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Benton Bowles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FeVqFQfnI/AAAAAAAAAqA/fpw07bAFnB4/s1600-h/IMGP2711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445237150634245746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FeVqFQfnI/AAAAAAAAAqA/fpw07bAFnB4/s200/IMGP2711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FeVO5_CYI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wXNZkjRRku0/s1600-h/IMGP2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FeUyrCOMI/AAAAAAAAApw/27hYgRRDQAQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMGP2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445237135760308418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FeUyrCOMI/AAAAAAAAApw/27hYgRRDQAQ/s200/Copy+of+IMGP2725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5Fdg1dEhsI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ll2m_20yLY8/s1600-h/IMGP2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445236243153848002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5Fdg1dEhsI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ll2m_20yLY8/s200/IMGP2695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FdgC5z1TI/AAAAAAAAApQ/IfEGjHsauEk/s1600-h/IMGP2687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445236229584180530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FdgC5z1TI/AAAAAAAAApQ/IfEGjHsauEk/s200/IMGP2687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FdfOUo46I/AAAAAAAAApI/WYuU8D5jxEw/s1600-h/IMGP2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445236215469630370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FdfOUo46I/AAAAAAAAApI/WYuU8D5jxEw/s200/IMGP2606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 12 weeks Baby Boy! We love you so much and think of you often! We are so excited to get your headstone set as spring approaches! We know you are staying busy through the veil teaching and cheering others up! I Love you Benton! Thank you to Heavenly Father and to you for helping us find happiness again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Mommy and Daddy who love you so very much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-1609643261151740485?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/1609643261151740485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=1609643261151740485&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1609643261151740485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1609643261151740485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/03/robert-benton-bowles.html' title='Robert Benton Bowles'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S5FeVqFQfnI/AAAAAAAAAqA/fpw07bAFnB4/s72-c/IMGP2711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2392262652585513323</id><published>2010-02-11T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:40:59.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portuguese Chickens to Plump Pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtyEBo_dI/AAAAAAAAAow/y6OiUdw-oeM/s1600-h/IMGP2793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020988240362962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtyEBo_dI/AAAAAAAAAow/y6OiUdw-oeM/s200/IMGP2793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qtxi-KMrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fVybha2X02E/s1600-h/IMGP2794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020979367391922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qtxi-KMrI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fVybha2X02E/s200/IMGP2794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't, but tourists can kayak down this river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtxMsDF-I/AAAAAAAAAog/5KwRlh5W4pU/s1600-h/IMGP2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020973385848802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtxMsDF-I/AAAAAAAAAog/5KwRlh5W4pU/s200/IMGP2795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a stinkin portuguese chicken. These silly birds are protected on this island. Nope I couldn't even kill them at 3 in the morning when they were cocka-doodling! And they are EVERYWHERE...they pretty much run the island and instead of stopping for crossing pedestrians you stop for the chicken crossing the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtU9YplbI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cycQLRSpKEA/s1600-h/IMGP2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020488241616306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtU9YplbI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cycQLRSpKEA/s200/IMGP2802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanalei Beach...a few blocks from where we were staying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtUpNN_nI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WG8QW2UbVMc/s1600-h/IMGP2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020482824961650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtUpNN_nI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WG8QW2UbVMc/s200/IMGP2799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtUF6d8VI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dJphs6Vx8nU/s1600-h/IMGP2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020473351074130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtUF6d8VI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dJphs6Vx8nU/s200/IMGP2807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Plantations of Taro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtTlyJ08I/AAAAAAAAAoA/-LPi1tC9Id4/s1600-h/IMGP2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020464726266818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtTlyJ08I/AAAAAAAAAoA/-LPi1tC9Id4/s200/IMGP2809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jane &amp;amp; Tarzan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtTPtJHHI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yhsrCyjh3Lw/s1600-h/IMGP2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020458799668338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtTPtJHHI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yhsrCyjh3Lw/s200/IMGP2815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qsg7RBMMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Y9j85a7iZP0/s1600-h/IMGP2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437019594319540418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qsg7RBMMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Y9j85a7iZP0/s200/IMGP2820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QsgepO6QI/AAAAAAAAAno/FdUpUqFzefM/s1600-h/IMGP2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437019586636474626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QsgepO6QI/AAAAAAAAAno/FdUpUqFzefM/s200/IMGP2829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello Mr. Crab...this is actually just the skeleton of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QsflM--YI/AAAAAAAAAng/ZiXelbG_8Zc/s1600-h/IMGP2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437019571217168770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QsflM--YI/AAAAAAAAAng/ZiXelbG_8Zc/s200/IMGP2823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Queen's Bath...an incredible place where we got to hang out with the sea turtles...incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QsfCrJstI/AAAAAAAAAnY/W1t9A4kH4ZI/s1600-h/IMGP2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437019561948459730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QsfCrJstI/AAAAAAAAAnY/W1t9A4kH4ZI/s200/IMGP2824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QseoX6myI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ryMsVzHQcxk/s1600-h/IMGP2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437019554888456994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QseoX6myI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ryMsVzHQcxk/s200/IMGP2834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrxlD34jI/AAAAAAAAAnI/xgAvjiQlz2M/s1600-h/IMGP2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437018780904972850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrxlD34jI/AAAAAAAAAnI/xgAvjiQlz2M/s200/IMGP2836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love these signs scattered around the island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrxIc_3DI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4EJiWaJG8s4/s1600-h/IMGP2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437018773225724978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrxIc_3DI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4EJiWaJG8s4/s200/IMGP2841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BRRRR....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qrv9pZpXI/AAAAAAAAAmw/iubSG0O6jLI/s1600-h/IMGP2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437018753145087346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qrv9pZpXI/AAAAAAAAAmw/iubSG0O6jLI/s200/IMGP2853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrvdnliLI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Uji7CViX8DE/s1600-h/IMGP2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437018744547543218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrvdnliLI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Uji7CViX8DE/s200/IMGP2860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Secret Cove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrCTTUQhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/i8osogK5484/s1600-h/IMGP2864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017968684057106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrCTTUQhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/i8osogK5484/s200/IMGP2864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mr. Peacock &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smith Family Luau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get to tour their garden before the food and hula-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry if this bores you to death, but I was fascinated to see where all of our produce comes from...it was Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrBZ3ra8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/4f0cNzUGVEc/s1600-h/IMGP2869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017953267313602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrBZ3ra8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/4f0cNzUGVEc/s200/IMGP2869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just missing my coconuts and grass skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrAisHhKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/GWR6qilZ5_A/s1600-h/IMGP2872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017938454873250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QrAisHhKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/GWR6qilZ5_A/s200/IMGP2872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hybiscus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qq_PNOvBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/a5s6PEPoDjc/s1600-h/IMGP2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017916045179922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qq_PNOvBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/a5s6PEPoDjc/s200/IMGP2875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qq9imIvkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/roHNAlZq1o8/s1600-h/IMGP2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017886890180162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qq9imIvkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/roHNAlZq1o8/s200/IMGP2879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bamboo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo9cXI8DI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ZTtkmqgR9eI/s1600-h/IMGP2880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015686193410098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo9cXI8DI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ZTtkmqgR9eI/s200/IMGP2880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coconuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo8lGzPUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/hwsAyiGgJNw/s1600-h/IMGP2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015671360929090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo8lGzPUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/hwsAyiGgJNw/s200/IMGP2881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ape Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo759pKsI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YQQCYbuP4po/s1600-h/IMGP2883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015659779795650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo759pKsI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YQQCYbuP4po/s200/IMGP2883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I searched this tree to no avail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo6osbh2I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0PgRM8YzWzI/s1600-h/IMGP2882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015637964326754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo6osbh2I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0PgRM8YzWzI/s200/IMGP2882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taro...similair to the potato, but definately not as tasty. They use it to make poi a paste-like substance that they use as a condiment type of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo5y1zwhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uZhaYiveHPc/s1600-h/IMGP2886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015623508148754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qo5y1zwhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uZhaYiveHPc/s200/IMGP2886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Banannas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QocEP7sZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7D1fLSzk5ic/s1600-h/IMGP2890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015112785047954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QocEP7sZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7D1fLSzk5ic/s200/IMGP2890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Star Fruit...not bad tasting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QobFweg1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/kxPGPb0xlkw/s1600-h/IMGP2893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015096010113874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QobFweg1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/kxPGPb0xlkw/s200/IMGP2893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pineapple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QoaPruDQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/beXCsJVwuOQ/s1600-h/IMGP2896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015081494646018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QoaPruDQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/beXCsJVwuOQ/s200/IMGP2896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dumb dumb want gum gum... here come Hun Hun...dumb dumb better run run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QoYK8deDI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZeZdLN8q77Y/s1600-h/IMGP2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015045862946866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QoYK8deDI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZeZdLN8q77Y/s200/IMGP2899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1192947838765432839-2392262652585513323?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2392262652585513323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2392262652585513323&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2392262652585513323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2392262652585513323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/02/portuguese-chickens-to-plump-pigs.html' title='Portuguese Chickens to Plump Pigs'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QtyEBo_dI/AAAAAAAAAow/y6OiUdw-oeM/s72-c/IMGP2793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-1234391874111917427</id><published>2010-02-11T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T09:41:20.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kauai Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QnI7qOgEI/AAAAAAAAAko/6JS6AJ6K0A8/s1600-h/IMGP2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437013684550271042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QnI7qOgEI/AAAAAAAAAko/6JS6AJ6K0A8/s200/IMGP2914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Random cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QnHsMQiEI/AAAAAAAAAkg/bTkptSjqK1U/s1600-h/IMGP2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437013663218174018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QnHsMQiEI/AAAAAAAAAkg/bTkptSjqK1U/s200/IMGP2916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were way too many of these type of nasty spiders around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QnGdnHIoI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yHmrEHa0UwY/s1600-h/IMGP2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437013642124403330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QnGdnHIoI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yHmrEHa0UwY/s200/IMGP2920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beginning of our hike along the Napali Coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlNYeuWXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UZS8d-gk6Aw/s1600-h/IMGP2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437011561982876018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlNYeuWXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UZS8d-gk6Aw/s200/IMGP2926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlMoEer4I/AAAAAAAAAkI/uudFvSaYsVs/s1600-h/IMGP2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437011548987895682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlMoEer4I/AAAAAAAAAkI/uudFvSaYsVs/s200/IMGP2928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlMMhyR-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/bxB-NW9FQZY/s1600-h/IMGP2933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437011541594621922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlMMhyR-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/bxB-NW9FQZY/s200/IMGP2933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlLbJQapI/AAAAAAAAAj4/hN6tgWI-79Y/s1600-h/IMGP2937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437011528338401938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlLbJQapI/AAAAAAAAAj4/hN6tgWI-79Y/s200/IMGP2937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The color of the ocean here is incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlKuFtPXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/twxOI8mMhqA/s1600-h/IMGP2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437011516243918194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QlKuFtPXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/twxOI8mMhqA/s200/IMGP2939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was right at this time that a lady also hiking said..."How far along are you? This ought to put you into labor.." Oh my! I have thought of some great responses since, but said nothing at that moment. Why is it that people that I don't know from Adam say the most tactless things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkgKeZKDI/AAAAAAAAAjo/A_er_QAr6bc/s1600-h/IMGP2940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437010785129277490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkgKeZKDI/AAAAAAAAAjo/A_er_QAr6bc/s200/IMGP2940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our destination of the hike...then we had to go back...a serious sweaty work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkfLl5BkI/AAAAAAAAAjg/sWQyDoeNiL8/s1600-h/IMGP2951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437010768249292354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkfLl5BkI/AAAAAAAAAjg/sWQyDoeNiL8/s200/IMGP2951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkeDQ24dI/AAAAAAAAAjY/7w2_Db9wX9k/s1600-h/IMGP2957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437010748833718738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkeDQ24dI/AAAAAAAAAjY/7w2_Db9wX9k/s200/IMGP2957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkdOJ5s6I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DSf2jUbVQSU/s1600-h/IMGP2958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437010734577464226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkdOJ5s6I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DSf2jUbVQSU/s200/IMGP2958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkcEZSN2I/AAAAAAAAAjI/iVNZbup6vps/s1600-h/IMGP2961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437010714777761634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QkcEZSN2I/AAAAAAAAAjI/iVNZbup6vps/s200/IMGP2961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are just one awesome type of tree in Kauai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjxgYfSaI/AAAAAAAAAjA/KbvrvlZVBg4/s1600-h/IMGP2963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009983556241826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjxgYfSaI/AAAAAAAAAjA/KbvrvlZVBg4/s200/IMGP2963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kauai is about 30 x 23 miles wide. In the middle of the island there is a mountain where it rains about 360 days of the year. We totally lucked out and it was sunny almost every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qjw0HfoPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/VVsc7-u8FjM/s1600-h/IMGP2964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009971673800946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qjw0HfoPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/VVsc7-u8FjM/s200/IMGP2964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; St. George? Nope Kauai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjwI0B6ZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1DEszBcgtUE/s1600-h/IMGP2976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009960049437074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjwI0B6ZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1DEszBcgtUE/s200/IMGP2976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Grand Canyon of Hawaii...awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjvQ2ok6I/AAAAAAAAAio/F3Ndp0jHSds/s1600-h/IMGP2983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009945027974050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjvQ2ok6I/AAAAAAAAAio/F3Ndp0jHSds/s200/IMGP2983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjuXSj7mI/AAAAAAAAAig/4M-GNkmI1Uw/s1600-h/IMGP2971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009929575853666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QjuXSj7mI/AAAAAAAAAig/4M-GNkmI1Uw/s200/IMGP2971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of the amazing Hawaiin Grand Canyon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi-nqzVmI/AAAAAAAAAiY/yNz6rXxw3Ac/s1600-h/IMGP2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009109338773090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi-nqzVmI/AAAAAAAAAiY/yNz6rXxw3Ac/s200/IMGP2979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi90xpCEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/m_86pVEeXOs/s1600-h/IMGP2990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009095677249602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi90xpCEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/m_86pVEeXOs/s200/IMGP2990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi9Otu6zI/AAAAAAAAAiI/68uUi-rZOro/s1600-h/IMGP2992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009085460310834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi9Otu6zI/AAAAAAAAAiI/68uUi-rZOro/s200/IMGP2992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ask Rob about this picture...I'm pretty sure that I started crying because of how close he got to the edge...not funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi8Mu-IRI/AAAAAAAAAiA/KtCA6rFJzaA/s1600-h/IMGP3001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009067748761874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi8Mu-IRI/AAAAAAAAAiA/KtCA6rFJzaA/s200/IMGP3001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was trying to get a picture of the forbidden island that you can sometimes see from Kauai...hard to see in the picture. Word on the street is that if you try to come on this island that is privately owned...you will be met by very large men that will tell you to leave. I believe they take matters into their own hands if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi7Zo8AtI/AAAAAAAAAh4/zWdmA18hOM0/s1600-h/IMGP3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009054033248978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3Qi7Zo8AtI/AAAAAAAAAh4/zWdmA18hOM0/s200/IMGP3007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old faithful of Kauai...the tides come in and this is the result...so way cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiKJCzLbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/kW7GYf2Kpp0/s1600-h/IMGP3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437008207764729266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiKJCzLbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/kW7GYf2Kpp0/s200/IMGP3015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiI75is7I/AAAAAAAAAho/zqAic1schrM/s1600-h/IMGP3016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437008187056370610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiI75is7I/AAAAAAAAAho/zqAic1schrM/s200/IMGP3016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my...the beautiful scenery of Kauai...I told Rob that we need to move there for a couple of years and I will work as a RN and Rob can do construction...it's everywhere. I met an ICU nurse who is married to an ER doctor in the LDS branch there. Bring it on! It would be AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiH50UfaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/uoU_He_2NiQ/s1600-h/IMGP3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437008169317727650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiH50UfaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/uoU_He_2NiQ/s200/IMGP3018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am amazed by all of the different vegetation here in Kauai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiHBahtoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/xxX3wi9AsFU/s1600-h/IMGP3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437008154177156738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiHBahtoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/xxX3wi9AsFU/s200/IMGP3022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tree Tunnel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiGHEgTMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rP52jWlr9YA/s1600-h/IMGP3024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437008138515532994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QiGHEgTMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rP52jWlr9YA/s200/IMGP3024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhcAakzjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/MriWfROzIuY/s1600-h/IMGP3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437007415174549042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhcAakzjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/MriWfROzIuY/s200/IMGP3042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob's first attempt at Surfing...he Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhbbWmgAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/kwWNdjSg6fM/s1600-h/IMGP3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437007405225771010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhbbWmgAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/kwWNdjSg6fM/s200/IMGP3039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhaO-RBqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/K38QcDXkWOw/s1600-h/IMGP3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437007384722605730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhaO-RBqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/K38QcDXkWOw/s200/IMGP3052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob really wanted a picture of this farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhZi9aPBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_P-aSQlBT2U/s1600-h/IMGP3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437007372907854866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QhZi9aPBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_P-aSQlBT2U/s200/IMGP3059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the airplane home...Thank you to Dr. Matt Harris and Rob's parents for making this possible! We are very grateful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-1234391874111917427?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/1234391874111917427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=1234391874111917427&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1234391874111917427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1234391874111917427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/02/kauai-part-ii.html' title='Kauai Part II'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3QnI7qOgEI/AAAAAAAAAko/6JS6AJ6K0A8/s72-c/IMGP2914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3823978276032639017</id><published>2010-02-10T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T09:30:12.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas to the Garden Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because of a very generous friend and family, Rob and I were able to get away shortly after Benton passed away. We were able to visit the beautiful "Garden Island" of Kauai! We are very grateful! But first we drove down to Vegas because it was considerably cheaper to fly from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3LhlhaCarI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0ViLbj5-TH8/s1600-h/IMGP2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436655734928599730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3LhlhaCarI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0ViLbj5-TH8/s200/IMGP2788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This bear behind me was created completey out of carnations. There were some incredible Christmas displays here at the Belagio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3LhlNzqspI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZRAK8_iSsMs/s1600-h/IMGP2785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436655729667388050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3LhlNzqspI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZRAK8_iSsMs/s200/IMGP2785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We left Logan after Rob got done with his last final, drove to Vegas, flew out at about 2:30 am, got to Oahu, flew on another plane to Kauai, rented a car, drove to some sights, and weren't able to get into the place we were staying in until about 5:00 pm that evening...None the less...I was in Hawaii!!!&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/1192947838765432839-3823978276032639017?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3823978276032639017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3823978276032639017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3823978276032639017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3823978276032639017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/02/vegas-to-garden-island.html' title='Vegas to the Garden Island'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/S3LhlhaCarI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0ViLbj5-TH8/s72-c/IMGP2788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-145132943757719068</id><published>2010-01-11T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:37:37.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ through the Eyes of a Child...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PURToRRq7gM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PURToRRq7gM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, Christmas is over, but I want to share this video I found on a friends blog. It is our challenge each day to strive to remember Christ and the beautiful gifts He has given us.  Who better to tell the story of Christ's birth than through the eyes of a child? They are so very close to the veil and much more in tune than I think we often realize.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-145132943757719068?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/145132943757719068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=145132943757719068&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/145132943757719068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/145132943757719068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/01/christ-through-eyes-of-child.html' title='Christ through the Eyes of a Child...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4622541654198256969</id><published>2010-01-06T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:06:07.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes A Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought of you and closed my eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And prayed to God today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked, "What makes a Mother?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know I heard him say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Mother has a baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This we know is true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But God, can you be a mother &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your baby's not with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, you can he replied &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With confidence in his voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give many women babies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When they leave it is not their choice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some I send for a lifetime &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And others for the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And some I send to feel your womb &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there's no need to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just don't understand this God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want my baby here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He took a breath and cleared his throat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I saw a tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could show you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What your child is doing Here&lt;br /&gt;If you could see your child smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With other children and say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"We go to earth to learn our lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of love and life and fear, but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mommy loved me so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got to come straight here!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I learned my lessons very quickly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Mommy set me free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my Mommy oh so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I visit her each day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When she goes to sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On her pillow is where I lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And whisper in her ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mommy, Please don't be sad today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm your baby and I am here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you see my dear sweet one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your children are okay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your babies are here in My home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is where they'll stay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'll wait for you with Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until your lessons there are through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on the day that you come home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they'll be at the gates waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now you see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What makes a Mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the feeling in your heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the love you had so much of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right from the very start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4622541654198256969?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4622541654198256969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4622541654198256969&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4622541654198256969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4622541654198256969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-makes-mother-i-thought-of-you-and.html' title='What Makes A Mother'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-7847989596077926749</id><published>2009-12-13T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:02:52.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-p8wDhK5LyY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-p8wDhK5LyY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep, Glen Campbell... Rob and I had the pleasure of meeting him today. I'll admit I had no clue who he was until Rob sang this song for me. He was a big deal back in the day it turns out and still is in Branson. He sang with some of the best...Elvis Presley, the Beach Boys, etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This music video is growing on me and so I share this classic with you...Nice to meet you Mr. Campbell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-7847989596077926749?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/7847989596077926749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=7847989596077926749&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7847989596077926749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7847989596077926749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/12/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who???'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3324593939825916685</id><published>2009-11-21T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:32:16.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our beautiful Benton...Daddy &amp; Mommy's purest joy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SwgiZK-7NbI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/d3WkondxuEM/s1600/IMGP2711.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Families are truly forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SwgiYpx0ykI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e3LNrjatI90/s1600/Copy+of+IMGP2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406609159585319490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SwgiYpx0ykI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e3LNrjatI90/s320/Copy+of+IMGP2725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love our little Benton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Robert Benton Bowles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born November 16th, 2009 @ 5:15 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19 inches long &amp;amp; 5 lbs 8 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Returned to his Hevanely Father and Savior's loving arms...perfect and beautiful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1192947838765432839-3324593939825916685?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3324593939825916685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3324593939825916685&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3324593939825916685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3324593939825916685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-beautiful-bentondaddy-mommys-purest.html' title='Our beautiful Benton...Daddy &amp; Mommy&apos;s purest joy...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SwgiYpx0ykI/AAAAAAAAAfA/e3LNrjatI90/s72-c/Copy+of+IMGP2725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2707810326602824100</id><published>2009-10-22T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:27:11.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestest Husband Ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDlSdcZ2kI/AAAAAAAAAeo/MCHErFiloY0/s1600-h/IMGP2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For my birthday Rob planned a secret get away to St. George. I have never been to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tuacahn&lt;/span&gt; and have wanted to go for a long time, so Rob got us tickets to Annie and Aida. They were both awesome and it was so fun to get away and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcGPVg15I/AAAAAAAAAeI/OKM3jXYgJAg/s1600-h/IMGP2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395554353343944594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcGPVg15I/AAAAAAAAAeI/OKM3jXYgJAg/s320/IMGP2547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob didn't know when he planned it, but Annie was my movie of choice to rent for my birthday as a little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcFyWMe7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/i3lcMNj1yeo/s1600-h/IMGP2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395554345562176434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcFyWMe7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/i3lcMNj1yeo/s320/IMGP2556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am 31 weeks or 7 months at this point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcFgI2yLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aFI24o0CR5M/s1600-h/IMGP2550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395554340674390194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcFgI2yLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aFI24o0CR5M/s320/IMGP2550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow! The stage and scenery is awesome! There are even waterfalls in the background that turn on and cover the stage with water...Next year they're doing Tarzan for the first time on stage at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tuacahn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395554336917750546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcFSJNAxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/3gbyK4vZTUA/s320/IMGP2557.JPG" /&gt;I love Rob's posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395553063916787170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDa7L2H1eI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-5Fm2tXPiRo/s320/IMGP2548.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob and I also visited Temple square and the visitor's center. This was one of the highlights of our trip for me! No doubt that we do most certainly have a loving Heavenly Father and Savior who do live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mental note for Sarah: 3 things that I want to teach Benton: He is a Child of God, His &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Heavenly&lt;/span&gt; Father loves him, and that we can be a family Forever through our Savior Jesus Christ...bringing so much hope to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552844209691922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDauZX3nRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/EG2iMT0Oazc/s320/IMGP2564.JPG" /&gt; These pictures were in Brigham &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Youngs&lt;/span&gt; office to the east of his home and I thought that they were so perfect together...more of a mental note of something I want in my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDauWH_AkI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/GQEvnLexdYQ/s1600-h/IMGP2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552843337761346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDauWH_AkI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/GQEvnLexdYQ/s320/IMGP2561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Grandma and Grandpa Edwards traveled from Los Angeles California to be sealed in the St. George temple! Some cool things I learned about this temple: Underneath the white plaster is red rock bricks. The tower was originally shorter, but Brigham Young instructed the members to build it taller. After Brigham Young had passed away the tower was struck by lightning...it is now taller. And of course the awesome story about the founders of our nation appearing at this temple to assure their temple work was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDaagG7v_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/LVOXxTzlKvg/s1600-h/IMGP2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552502420324338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDaagG7v_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/LVOXxTzlKvg/s320/IMGP2572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kitty corner from Brigham Young's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDaaZurEpI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ba9qv_fcgxg/s1600-h/IMGP2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552500707955346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDaaZurEpI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ba9qv_fcgxg/s320/IMGP2566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random picture I know but this is a cotton plant. I had no idea that this could grow in Utah. The early saints grew cotton and grapes as well as fig, almond, pecan, silk worm (to create silk), and pomegranate trees. All of these plants are present in Brigham Young's yard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-2707810326602824100?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2707810326602824100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2707810326602824100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2707810326602824100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2707810326602824100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/10/bestest-husband-ever.html' title='Bestest Husband Ever...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDcGPVg15I/AAAAAAAAAeI/OKM3jXYgJAg/s72-c/IMGP2547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-691417126917561504</id><published>2009-10-22T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:59:58.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandma!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom Linda is yet another year younger and Heather and Brandon came into town for a very short but sweet time for a brother's wedding. So we celebrated Grandma's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you didn't know I have the most beautiful woman as a mother who is an amazing example of so many things to me. I look up to and adore her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQxGR_rhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/5Bd0zmfJftQ/s1600-h/IMGP2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395541895508110866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQxGR_rhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/5Bd0zmfJftQ/s320/IMGP2530.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls and the newest Wilson addition Aspen...and Benton of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwxt7v4I/AAAAAAAAAbg/vt2prEgUgNc/s1600-h/IMGP2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395541889988149122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwxt7v4I/AAAAAAAAAbg/vt2prEgUgNc/s320/IMGP2532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob &amp;amp; Bum...this is also 3 years to the day that Rob &amp;amp; I met!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwmjwuRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/iHtlvjAreg4/s1600-h/IMGP2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395541886992693522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwmjwuRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/iHtlvjAreg4/s320/IMGP2526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few of the cousins hanging out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwdB6m5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Sg5k3OnXeDU/s1600-h/IMGP2524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395541884434815890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwdB6m5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Sg5k3OnXeDU/s320/IMGP2524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my what a big mouth you have Miss Ava...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwCAPfrI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xIYKKTc4kPQ/s1600-h/IMGP2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395541877180038834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQwCAPfrI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xIYKKTc4kPQ/s320/IMGP2522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Grandma Linda!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE LOVE YOU LOTS and LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-691417126917561504?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/691417126917561504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=691417126917561504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/691417126917561504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/691417126917561504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-grandma.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandma!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SuDQxGR_rhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/5Bd0zmfJftQ/s72-c/IMGP2530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-6334981263516102167</id><published>2009-10-13T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:50:00.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prego and Sixy-one more days to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTl6CXjYmI/AAAAAAAAAaY/evQuIpyZC3s/s1600-h/IMGP2494.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sarah Marie at 6 months...I am now just past 7 months and am starting to feel what it's really like to have a human being inside of me. Benton does not approve of the lack of space in my tummy and likes to hang out right under my ribs, but I continue to be delighted at the movements which are just getting stronger. It's pretty cool to see your stomach move in abnormal ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTl5gX1q4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/vydbF7trl24/s1600-h/IMGP2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392187429974551426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTl5gX1q4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/vydbF7trl24/s320/IMGP2493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTloQpP1MI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/t74ofcsbhMk/s1600-h/IMGP2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392187133694825666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTloQpP1MI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/t74ofcsbhMk/s320/IMGP2497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eyes closed as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTlnzdyJ-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/8XKscHT9Y70/s1600-h/IMGP2496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392187125862115298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTlnzdyJ-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/8XKscHT9Y70/s320/IMGP2496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lot changes in a month...I will post pictures again soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-6334981263516102167?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/6334981263516102167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=6334981263516102167&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6334981263516102167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6334981263516102167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/10/prego-and-sixy-one-more-days-to-go.html' title='Prego and Sixy-one more days to go...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/StTl5gX1q4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/vydbF7trl24/s72-c/IMGP2493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-7568119158793147646</id><published>2009-08-31T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:27:57.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time...</title><content type='html'>We thought we would look into buying a house. We looked and we found...House #1 in Lewiston clear back in March...nope the owners wanted 25,000 dollars more than we offered...bye bye little Lewiston home, library, and july 4th lewiston parade...So we looked some more...The house in Richmond #2 I fell in love with. The process began in May...we offered...we negotiated...we were approved by the shortsale/foreclosing home's bank finally...I thought we were going to close on our house on Aug. 13th....but then the appraisal and more renegotiating...Approved on Thursday, Aug. 28th at the new and lower appraised price...oh wait...based upon ridiculous conditions on the 29th...bye bye my cute little house in Richmond...hello my cute little apartment in Logan...you need not miss us...we are here to stay...but where shall we put the baby?&lt;br /&gt;-Disheartened, but not in debt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-7568119158793147646?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/7568119158793147646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=7568119158793147646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7568119158793147646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7568119158793147646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/08/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon a Time...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8612440600931220469</id><published>2009-08-20T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:44:34.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 weeks of Strange Sensations...</title><content type='html'>It all started when I had to wake up to go potty in the middle of the night...WHAT?! I pride myselft on my incredible bladder capacity (way better than Rob's :) until now...it's pretty crazy how it works... as soon as your pregnant it's like you've started a diuretic. Dr. Vawdrey can you identify this pill for me without looking it up?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372121530886377106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2cEdK1zpI/AAAAAAAAAZI/XYq6Zk57m9o/s320/hydrochlorothiazide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2cRnhrddI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZbnbRQT0yrg/s1600-h/hydrochlorothiazide2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372121757004821970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2cRnhrddI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZbnbRQT0yrg/s320/hydrochlorothiazide2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My undergarments, some t-shirts, and even some of my scrubs have turned into belly shirts...so not in style. I like my tummy hid away... no peek a boo for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372114837782259074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2V-3ad5YI/AAAAAAAAAYg/rsEoV5NH-JE/s320/cutoffshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry Hippo!!! AKA Sarah...I like PB &amp;amp; J's...yummy!!! The first day I noticed my increased appetite I was just finishing my first plate while everyone else was putting their forks down! And I am not a slow eater..."What?!!! I'm just getting started!!!" I still can't decide if my doctor thinks I've gained too much or not enough when she says "just make sure you're eating good and excercising."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372121515268244386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2cDi_MA6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/g8D-1d0Vd70/s320/hungry%2520hippos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know potato bugs feel helpless on their backs, but what I wouldn't give to be able to just sleep on my back...Sometimes I sneek a minute in here and there but feel like a bad mommy if I do much more than this. So for all you men and non prego women Live it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372114830082785010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2V-auxPvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hmdTThAtxaA/s320/A7BN894CARHTC21CANMAMBICAA1QR2PCANO60KXCA9MA2VWCAB6FTHPCA23HS6KCA2LGVUQCAY1YMQACA44DTG1CA86THI1CABX2SO4CAJPRESQCA1CNRBTCAOAC9Q0CAM05OFMCAX81VC8CAI6X7NUCAF4E90E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some describe it as butterflies....I think it feels more like my tummy rumbling and digesting...nope it's a boy!!! And it's pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122051828463810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2cix1HOMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/AqkfiBSkCA8/s320/butterflies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that being pregnant feels like I just ate a gigantic meal...full and tight to the brim...and I know I have yet a long ways to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2WAf2ZjnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/jBbyw30KQ3E/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372114865816702578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2WAf2ZjnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/jBbyw30KQ3E/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately at work I have really mastered being easily annoyed with and at people...I hate Politics and backbiting! You'd have to ask Rob if I am ornery to find out the real truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372122404166607602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2c3SZEovI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VI2dXf_nmQg/s320/pms+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2V_UhYnpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Y0KnCFkGdeU/s1600-h/PMS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372114845595901586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2V_UhYnpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Y0KnCFkGdeU/s320/PMS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I have been so blessed not to be puking my guts out as my job really doesn't cater to this type of behavior! I have felt really good thus far and am quite content! I am very grateful and happy! Little Benton is getting bigger, measures appropriately, and has a good and normal heart rate. I know I am just in the beginning still, but I do think babies are truly beautiful miracles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob continues to be excited and blows rasberries on my belly because he thinks he is talking to Benton in their own language. I have yet to convince him that babies are beautiful from the moment they hit the world...even covered in all that fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8612440600931220469?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8612440600931220469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8612440600931220469&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8612440600931220469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8612440600931220469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/08/24-weeks-of-strange-sensations.html' title='24 weeks of Strange Sensations...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/So2cEdK1zpI/AAAAAAAAAZI/XYq6Zk57m9o/s72-c/hydrochlorothiazide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4215305190630833559</id><published>2009-07-23T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:27:16.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we took a peek and this is what we found...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SmkyZHm0WYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0t1tFXG4jFM/s1600-h/its_a_boy_greeting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361872238481267074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SmkyZHm0WYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0t1tFXG4jFM/s320/its_a_boy_greeting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt about it...he is proud of what he's got and he is not afraid to show mommy and daddy. It reminds me of a home video of Rob when he and his brother were in the bath tub and Dirk said "Show em what your proud of." Those two had no inhibitions (nothing's changed) and stuck there little bellies out there! We are excited and the name game has begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361873170910825362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SmkzPZLWS5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/eM7giZfftoA/s320/boydiaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no doubt that babies are a miracle! Rob and I were in awe of the technology of the ultra sound capabilities and so far Baby Bowles looks strong and healthy, which we are very grateful for. He is definately his dad's boy...he moves all the time. He had his hands in front of his face the whole time and even had his little toes up to his forehead. I swear he was sucking his thumb and had his fingers around his toes at one point. Rob says he has my nose. What an awesome opportunity to have this little guy growing inside me! I am grateful that Hevanely Father has allowed us this opportunity at this time...there is no doubt that He is in charge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to say that yesterday was a monumental day! Rob and I went to a play at the Caine Lyric Theater and a guy we know from Preston asked without any prior knowledge as far as I know, "So when are you due?" This time there is not only fat on my belly, but a baby inside too and for the first time in my life this was a compliment to me! I am delighted! In the last week my belly has grown so fast! I am glad to be getting past the awkward tween stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4215305190630833559?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4215305190630833559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4215305190630833559&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4215305190630833559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4215305190630833559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-we-took-peek-and-this-is-what-we.html' title='Today we took a peek and this is what we found...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SmkyZHm0WYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0t1tFXG4jFM/s72-c/its_a_boy_greeting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8665841390458297706</id><published>2009-07-20T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:31:40.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5441304e7a41314e44413d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox invite: " src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5441304e7a41314e44413d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own invite - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/Invite/?partner=hallmark" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox invite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8665841390458297706?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8665841390458297706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8665841390458297706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8665841390458297706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8665841390458297706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-smilebox-invite.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-6675181512472633676</id><published>2009-07-07T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:38:03.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SlN5pYXPLtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/HGlD0iWW8No/s1600-h/IMGP1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355758133695164114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SlN5pYXPLtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/HGlD0iWW8No/s320/IMGP1684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I could really use any ideas you would care to share...Rob's birthday is on Sunday! He is gonna be 24 and all the ideas he's given me are: shoelaces and socks...wow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELP!!! I realize as his wife I should probably know what he wants but I have hit a roadblock very quickly!  Thanks a Bunch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-6675181512472633676?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/6675181512472633676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=6675181512472633676&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6675181512472633676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6675181512472633676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/07/help.html' title='Help!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SlN5pYXPLtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/HGlD0iWW8No/s72-c/IMGP1684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8006175288042504031</id><published>2009-06-10T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:03:37.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a Sad Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si_mS7pb1pI/AAAAAAAAAXY/21e9Wkw71no/s1600-h/kid-stuck-outside-airplane-window-blooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si_mS7pb1pI/AAAAAAAAAXY/21e9Wkw71no/s1600-h/kid-stuck-outside-airplane-window-blooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345744495635584658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si_mS7pb1pI/AAAAAAAAAXY/21e9Wkw71no/s320/kid-stuck-outside-airplane-window-blooper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; I just finished 39 hours in the ER over the last 4 days and got up early (4:45AM) with Rob to get ready and head out for the SLC airport. The company Rob works for was flying us out to Omaha Nebraska to meet with the owner of the company and Rob's boss Skip. This would be the first time Rob and I got to fly together. We got to the airport in plenty of time (about 7:30) and were to fly out at 9:30 am. Then I discovered the quart bag/30 oz rule...dangit! So I had to chuck my hairspray (suave is really expensive ;) and got to security where they asked for my ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ID?!!! What?!&lt;/strong&gt; Mind you I had remembered our camera, tylenol, toothpaste, and of course too many clothes...I just forgot the most important item! Poor Rob had to put up with a very wraunchy and then tearful Sarah. As we explored our options we found out that you really can't just come up with a government approved ID in a 2 hour period (turns out the flight didn't leave until 10), and i just didn't have the heart to ask anyone to drive 2 hours to bring me a stupid plastic card...so it was decided. I took the bus back to the parking lot and cried as I watched a plane take off while relocating the jetta. Rob went to Omaha and I am still in Utah...this is my sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always struggled with the idea of "I miss you" because you just deal with being apart right? Today I understand and have a newly developed sympathy for you amazing wives of our armed forces servicemen as their husbands leave to a foreign and often dangerous country for 14 months and longer. Thank you for your sacrafices on our behalf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pick up Rob tomorrow night so it really should'nt be that big of a deal. I just have to clarify that this is our first night apart and I forgot what real sadness is because I've had constant sunshine by my side for the last 2 years-Robert Bradley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this all sounds so silly, but I just have to say how much I love this man. He treats me so beautifully and better than I deserve at times. He truly is my sunshine and has brought me pure joy, unlike anyone else. I know that I would be miserable without him in my life and miserable for a very long time...Rob I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; miss you and &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; sad without you! I am so blessed to have you by my side and love you so very much more than I understand...I came to a new realization of this today. Thank you for being you, for all you are to me, and for all you do for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love, Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8006175288042504031?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8006175288042504031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8006175288042504031&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8006175288042504031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8006175288042504031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-sad-day.html' title='Today is a Sad Day...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si_mS7pb1pI/AAAAAAAAAXY/21e9Wkw71no/s72-c/kid-stuck-outside-airplane-window-blooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2887209566730309422</id><published>2009-06-09T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:08:18.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-A-B-Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si8u0htgFSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dXy3RY1nr1k/s1600-h/11+wk+Orval.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345542762649359650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si8u0htgFSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dXy3RY1nr1k/s400/11+wk+Orval.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si8wq1LqfoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iQF8fyWTHG0/s1600-h/rubberduck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345544795100708482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si8wq1LqfoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iQF8fyWTHG0/s400/rubberduck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well friends, to Rob's surprise the birds and the bees don't just produce cows... We are having a baby!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am officially 13 weeks or 3 months along and the baby is healthy and quite the mover. That little thing bounces up and down, taps his/her foot, and scratches his/her head. It is the coolest thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;December 13th is the official estimated date of birth...which I can't complain about since I am scheduled to work Christmas and Christmas Eve this year! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This makes # 19 for my parents and #1 Grandchild for Rob's parents and it was a lot of fun announcing our happy news! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;***You really need to check out Rob's announcement on his blog...well worth your time..Vote for our baby's name...squirrel, zoibling, and blob have already been used...try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-2887209566730309422?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2887209566730309422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2887209566730309422&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2887209566730309422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2887209566730309422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/06/b-b-y.html' title='B-A-B-Y'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/Si8u0htgFSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dXy3RY1nr1k/s72-c/11+wk+Orval.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-899083144258824031</id><published>2009-04-14T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:06:56.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me??? Tagged??? Are you sure I'm the right Sarah?</title><content type='html'>It made my night to be tagged...why do I care? Really? I don't know, but thanks so much Jen! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC...TAG YOUR iT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Attached or Single: Attached FOREVER (sandlot) and I like it!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;B. Best Friend: Robert Bradley Bowles&lt;br /&gt;C. Cake or Pie: mmm...rough decision...both!&lt;br /&gt;D. Day of Choice: The day's I get off...best case scenario...a whole weekend without any ER in my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;E. Essential Item: Can I choose more than one? Rob and Sunshine!!! Terminator and Acne free are essentials of late.&lt;br /&gt;F. Flavor of Ice Cream: Aggie blue mint...mmmm mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;G. Gummy Bears or Worms: Probably worms(the white and red ones)...because of their size, I eat gummy bears way too fast...although they are dang good in strawberry icecream...a little hard.&lt;br /&gt;H. Hometown: Smithfield UTAH...don't let Rob fool you...it is NOT in Idaho&lt;br /&gt;I. Indulgences: Sleep...ice cream....more than 2 or 3 days off in a row...taking in the sunshine, playing outside in the yard...I'm more like my Mom than I thought I was :)&lt;br /&gt;J. January or July: July of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;K. Kids: 2 goats and a Rabbit...yep for reals...I wish I was kidding sometimes...Gucci, Jar Jar, and Axel Rose.&lt;br /&gt;L. Last movie I saw in a theater:"Taken"...intense...If you like the Bourne Series I would reccommend it!&lt;br /&gt;M: Musician: Any layed back and relaxing music...listen to my blog if you really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;N: Number of siblings: 5 siblings and me at the end...If I counted right that makes 33 people in my family...That is why gettting together with my family is so very important to me!&lt;br /&gt;O. Oranges or Apples: Both...I buy more fruits and vegetables than we usually eat...I even bought kiwi's this week...all part of the weight loss plan and cheers to good health.&lt;br /&gt;P. Phobias or Fears: Yep, not a big fan of heights and I fear failure...an essential ingredient of life...makes life a little complex for me.&lt;br /&gt;Q. Quote: You can wake up every morning with the sun shining brightly before you...just stay in the straight and narrow! (I can't find the exact quote...anything about hope!)&lt;br /&gt;R. Reasons to smile: There are a lot of big changes headed our way...even with staying in Utah for grad school...we've even been house shopping!&lt;br /&gt;S. Season: Springtime makes me so happy, but my favorite has got to be the rays of Summer!&lt;br /&gt;T. Tag: Rob, Eric, and Betsy&lt;br /&gt;U. Unknown fact about me: They're probably unknown because that's how I like em :)&lt;br /&gt;V. Vegetable: Asparagus&lt;br /&gt;W. Worst Habit: I hate it...I am almost always late...so do not take it personally...work, friends, husband...I am pretty much equally unbiased in my lateness.&lt;br /&gt;X. X-rays or Ultrasounds: They both kind of scare me at this time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Y.Your favorite Food: Food is one of the Biggest joys of my life...we're in love although I wish it was only a one sided relationship...too many to choose from!&lt;br /&gt;Z. Zodiac Sign: Libra...I do enjoy reading my horoscope now and then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-899083144258824031?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/899083144258824031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=899083144258824031&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/899083144258824031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/899083144258824031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-tagged-are-you-sure-im-right-sarah.html' title='Me??? 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Are you sure I&apos;m the right Sarah?'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4669792347115666733</id><published>2009-02-23T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:05:06.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SaLyx-AxiJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sj3K47dbyac/s1600-h/2448706803_146b57a411_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306070251269621906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SaLyx-AxiJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sj3K47dbyac/s400/2448706803_146b57a411_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm not gonna lie...I'm disturbed. I had another one of  THOSE dreams. For some reason I continue to dream about boys I dated previous to marrying Rob. Usually I am dating Rob also and am either engaged to him or have been dating him for a year and a half or so. I truly am disturbed. Rob tells me that we can't control our dreams and makes me feel better, but the problem is that dreams are so realistic sometimes that your feelings are effected. So to all the stupid boys that keep walking into my dreams....I'M a Happily Married Woman and LOVE Robert Bradley Bowles and ONLY Rob! Boys, the exit is out to your right and don't stop until you are out of sight and mind!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There, it's out! Just tell me that I'm not the only one that has this problem! Or do I need to consult a therapist? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4669792347115666733?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4669792347115666733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4669792347115666733&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4669792347115666733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4669792347115666733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupid-dreams.html' title='Stupid Dreams...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SaLyx-AxiJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sj3K47dbyac/s72-c/2448706803_146b57a411_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-7619719537018473763</id><published>2009-01-29T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:54:20.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob and I are Expecting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...to hear back from Washington state soon. Yes it's true! Rob spoke with one of the professors up at WSU and they are winding up the final deciscion on who gets to come play at their school for the next two years. If we get accepted we will be living in Pullman Washington, 5 miles from Moscow Idaho...where Rob's little bro Justin hopefully may return to school when he gets home in June. Word on the street is that it is similar weather to Utah. Then the second year Rob will spend researching and writing his thesis somewhere in Washington...between Tachoma and Seattle. Rainy whether...no good, The coast waaayy good! My goal if we do move there is to go to Oregon, Cordelaine (which is said to be absolutely beautiful, and has skin heads), and if I'm lucky hit Canada, then Maybe we'll swing over to Niagra falls, New York, Novia Scotia, Florida, and down to Brazil. Rob has also applied to Oklahoma state, Texas tech, and USU. We shall see...We are excited that he is graduating earlier than planned (May instead of December).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures of the Pullman Washington area...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296960461864204546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SYKVeb60eQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zbQDxYQO-to/s400/sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296960467191296098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SYKVevw5cGI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Xr-t6Kbdtcs/s400/sarah3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296960466412574786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SYKVes3PGEI/AAAAAAAAAV4/a0Hf1IgGFiQ/s400/sarah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-7619719537018473763?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/7619719537018473763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=7619719537018473763&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7619719537018473763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7619719537018473763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2009/01/rob-and-i-are-expecting.html' title='Rob and I are Expecting...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SYKVeb60eQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zbQDxYQO-to/s72-c/sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2158243812547696655</id><published>2008-12-21T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:48:22.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas From the Bowles!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU65Ud9nnAI/AAAAAAAAATg/0vJgB43JvU4/s1600-h/IMGP2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282363174243769346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU65Ud9nnAI/AAAAAAAAATg/0vJgB43JvU4/s400/IMGP2168.JPG" border="0" /&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/1192947838765432839-2158243812547696655?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2158243812547696655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2158243812547696655&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2158243812547696655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2158243812547696655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-from-bowles.html' title='Merry Christmas From the Bowles!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU65Ud9nnAI/AAAAAAAAATg/0vJgB43JvU4/s72-c/IMGP2168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8949496318197241202</id><published>2008-12-21T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:45:37.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dairy Farmers of America Young Cooperators</title><content type='html'>Rob and I got to go stay down in Salt Lake for a DFA conference. There is no question that we all stuck out like sore thumbs at Little America...since when did flannel shirts, wranglers, and cowboy boots go out of style? This is our second year going and it is always a lot of fun to play catch up with our friends that are heading towards the same career pathway as Rob and I. This year we got to go the Jazz game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jazz vs. Trail Blazers (not the Seattle Sea Hawks-Rob says they play football...oops)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jazz Won!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62qdMD_BI/AAAAAAAAATY/2zDwkmtULJw/s1600-h/IMGP2176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282360253458152466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62qdMD_BI/AAAAAAAAATY/2zDwkmtULJw/s320/IMGP2176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jazz warming up...I think that's Andre Kirilenko in the back, too bad it's not my boyfriend Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62QK5lBJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/IswXlLnUrXM/s1600-h/IMGP2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282359801872188562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62QK5lBJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/IswXlLnUrXM/s320/IMGP2198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62P9yzxcI/AAAAAAAAATI/LdKx_1F5jsQ/s1600-h/IMGP2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282359798354134466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62P9yzxcI/AAAAAAAAATI/LdKx_1F5jsQ/s320/IMGP2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62P3REIyI/AAAAAAAAATA/2ZnzmxSiyUI/s1600-h/IMGP2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282359796601987874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62P3REIyI/AAAAAAAAATA/2ZnzmxSiyUI/s320/IMGP2175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner before the game in one of the boxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62PuLSOOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/INMbM9mBT1M/s1600-h/IMGP2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282359794161826018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62PuLSOOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/INMbM9mBT1M/s320/IMGP2199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deer in the headlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8949496318197241202?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8949496318197241202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8949496318197241202&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8949496318197241202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8949496318197241202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/12/dairy-farmers-of-young-cooperators.html' title='Dairy Farmers of America Young Cooperators'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU62qdMD_BI/AAAAAAAAATY/2zDwkmtULJw/s72-c/IMGP2176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-168005752529013204</id><published>2008-12-21T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:00:45.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ward Christmas Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and his buddy who entered the pie eating contest...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6unpihbjI/AAAAAAAAASI/y-ASL4nsADQ/s1600-h/IMGP2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282351409140952626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6unpihbjI/AAAAAAAAASI/y-ASL4nsADQ/s400/IMGP2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cute friends who moved away to a sunnier place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282366337446713794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU68Mlz-GcI/AAAAAAAAATo/iHmMk_xbeT4/s400/IMGP2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;City Folk at the Farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6umQrBSsI/AAAAAAAAARw/yRDthAtkYMk/s1600-h/IMGP2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282351385285839554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6umQrBSsI/AAAAAAAAARw/yRDthAtkYMk/s400/IMGP2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't lie...I have a weakness for these stinkin cute little calves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s2wJ639I/AAAAAAAAARo/PDhViec49yQ/s1600-h/IMGP2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282349469591592914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s2wJ639I/AAAAAAAAARo/PDhViec49yQ/s400/IMGP2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s2A9w78I/AAAAAAAAARg/zMc2GkLfBcs/s1600-h/IMGP2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282349456924143554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s2A9w78I/AAAAAAAAARg/zMc2GkLfBcs/s400/IMGP2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute little nephew and niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s1xYf0NI/AAAAAAAAARY/USXuDAFKxmY/s1600-h/IMGP2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282349452741300434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s1xYf0NI/AAAAAAAAARY/USXuDAFKxmY/s400/IMGP2070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not so sure what to think of this thing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s0sgkv7I/AAAAAAAAARI/QFOG76KVrpU/s1600-h/IMGP2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282349434253131698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6s0sgkv7I/AAAAAAAAARI/QFOG76KVrpU/s400/IMGP2065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gucci, and Jar Jar were the favorites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6rOrXJtbI/AAAAAAAAARA/DvysAqx8Rvs/s1600-h/IMGP2091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282347681598518706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6rOrXJtbI/AAAAAAAAARA/DvysAqx8Rvs/s400/IMGP2091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Favorite Aunt and Uncle...at least for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282347676171244162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6rOXJMEoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pHsW6OEDbKk/s400/IMGP2089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glutton Fest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rob's buddies from his freshman year...all striving to be Neanderthals for November...pretty successful huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6rNB_ENfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/FGHwM8qumdc/s1600-h/IMGP2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282347653311772146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6rNB_ENfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/FGHwM8qumdc/s400/IMGP2052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; D-Rock, Tyler, Rob, Nate (who pulls off a wicked awesome beard), and Eric (no Eric we are not getting pigs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282352824604203314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6v6CjQmTI/AAAAAAAAASg/8cCx3VPx6yU/s400/IMGP2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He's pretty with that flavor savor...being the non conformist he is...it only lasted a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-168005752529013204?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/168005752529013204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=168005752529013204&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/168005752529013204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/168005752529013204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SU6unpihbjI/AAAAAAAAASI/y-ASL4nsADQ/s72-c/IMGP2156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-6687616560348322343</id><published>2008-11-17T14:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:07:32.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 2008 at the Bowles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH4Toln5HI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ja5JbeGcqfE/s1600-h/IMGP2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269766055196615794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH4Toln5HI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ja5JbeGcqfE/s400/IMGP2017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269764079741519474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH2gpcbRnI/AAAAAAAAANs/R_p_5qL2nE8/s400/IMGP2025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH4B9ceEVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/09_4rV18dwU/s1600-h/IMGP2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269765751557722450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH4B9ceEVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/09_4rV18dwU/s400/IMGP2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269764707655143138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH3FMmszuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qW_xUbMyKd8/s400/IMGP2016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH3qlM7oCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VvdercarUQw/s1600-h/IMGP2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269765349913108514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH3qlM7oCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/VvdercarUQw/s400/IMGP2026.JPG" border="0" /&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/1192947838765432839-6687616560348322343?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/6687616560348322343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=6687616560348322343&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6687616560348322343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/6687616560348322343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Fall 2008 at the Bowles'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SSH4Toln5HI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ja5JbeGcqfE/s72-c/IMGP2017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-7556790584610110502</id><published>2008-11-03T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:02:26.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said we're too old to trick or treat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SQ9KpFyr9mI/AAAAAAAAANk/AkpJJ9V78kQ/s1600-h/IMGP2045_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SQ9KOvLf59I/AAAAAAAAANc/uz9DmVOIFaQ/s1600-h/IMGP2045+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264508106462717906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SQ9KOvLf59I/AAAAAAAAANc/uz9DmVOIFaQ/s400/IMGP2045+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those of you who have seen the movie "Hellboy" this picture explains itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SQ9FU_jxiRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3Bl5T3ns_xU/s1600-h/better+pix+of+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-7556790584610110502?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/7556790584610110502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=7556790584610110502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7556790584610110502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/7556790584610110502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-said-were-too-old-to-trick-or-treat.html' title='Who said we&apos;re too old to trick or treat?'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SQ9KOvLf59I/AAAAAAAAANc/uz9DmVOIFaQ/s72-c/IMGP2045+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2048181935173624310</id><published>2008-10-17T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:12:54.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiiiiiiii!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SPjT28wzntI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TogoL6r71rI/s1600-h/japan-wii-fit-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258185505932287698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SPjT28wzntI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TogoL6r71rI/s400/japan-wii-fit-box.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SPjSC6qp72I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JZSiFgVFtIo/s1600-h/IMGP1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258183512504790882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SPjSC6qp72I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JZSiFgVFtIo/s400/IMGP1973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Virtual or at the Bowling alley, I have yet to achieve a score much higher than 100...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, my birthday was last week and my awesome husband gave me a wicked awesome birthday present!!! The Wii Fit!!! I got spoiled rotten, I will not deny it this time (being the youngest in a family of 6 means very little). So after being asked if I was pregnant one too many times I began feeling the full weight of every additional pound added since I got married, which mind you is not much, and definately not enough to equal a baby's weight. The night after the last prego question I went running out of anger and rolled my ankle about a couple blocks from leaving my house...to say the least working out is not my cup of tea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Therefore the Wii is the most beautiful invention! I have worked out several times a week in the last 2 weeks and my Wii friend claims I'm losing weight, which I'm still skeptical about, but dang it feels good, and it is a lot of fun! I'm getting to be a pro hula hooper for your information and my yoga is improving too, not to mention I am now a boxing maniac. It is a brilliant idea to be rewarded for working out with additonal locked games! Our friends that live below us have a wii too, so we have parties and play DDR on the Wii too! I may not look a whole lot different next time you see me, but underneath my hoodie I will be ripped! :) Hee Hee! Thanks Rob for salvaging my figure, self esteem, and health! Wiiiiiiiiiii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258183125298088850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SPjRsYNYi5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/KNzur6W9HNY/s400/IMGP1993.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A little DDR action...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-2048181935173624310?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2048181935173624310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2048181935173624310&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2048181935173624310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2048181935173624310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/10/wiiiiiiii.html' title='Wiiiiiiii!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SPjT28wzntI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TogoL6r71rI/s72-c/japan-wii-fit-box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-861771182338119906</id><published>2008-10-03T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:50:19.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Effect will Gay Marriage have on Your Family?</title><content type='html'>My sister-in-law sent this in an e' mail to me. If your wondering if the legality of gay marriage will affect your family, check this video out (click on link below):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my Sister-in-law:&lt;br /&gt;"I have really been struggling with this issue. Ryan is completely for Proposition 8 and I've had a harder time accepting it. A friend of mine sent me this video. It's very interesting and has helped me make my decision as to whether or not I will vote for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know what prop 8 is, it is an amendment to the CA state constitution that will add the statement "marriage should only be between a man and a women".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1352578267/bctid1784521903" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1352578267/bctid1784521903&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-861771182338119906?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/861771182338119906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=861771182338119906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/861771182338119906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/861771182338119906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-effect-will-gay-marriage-have-on.html' title='What Effect will Gay Marriage have on Your Family?'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3717135144258907600</id><published>2008-09-18T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:21:55.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Pumpkin Poem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKqO9coQeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6gTnQEvcDZk/s1600-h/little+witches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247443689829581282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKqO9coQeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6gTnQEvcDZk/s200/little+witches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;One day I found two pumpkin seeds.&lt;br /&gt;I planted one and pulled the weeds.&lt;br /&gt;It sprouted roots and a big, long vine.&lt;br /&gt;A pumpkin grew; I called it mine.&lt;br /&gt;The pumpkin was quite round and fat.&lt;br /&gt;(I really am quite proud of that.)&lt;br /&gt;But there is something I'll admit&lt;br /&gt;That has me worried just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I ate the other seed, you see.&lt;br /&gt;Now will it grow inside of me&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-3717135144258907600?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3717135144258907600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3717135144258907600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3717135144258907600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3717135144258907600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-pumpkin-poem.html' title='A Little Pumpkin Poem...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKqO9coQeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6gTnQEvcDZk/s72-c/little+witches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-1454472155143456088</id><published>2008-09-18T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:24:07.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Change of Scenery...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKqxhFQB4I/AAAAAAAAAME/re_u2KTmykE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247444283510753154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKqxhFQB4I/AAAAAAAAAME/re_u2KTmykE/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Autumn time, it's autumn time!&lt;br /&gt;The leaves are turning brown!&lt;br /&gt;It's Autumn it's autumn time,&lt;br /&gt;There's colors all around!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKbT9slGRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IYoY7Ux_H0g/s1600-h/fall_images_sc109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247427283121412370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKbT9slGRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IYoY7Ux_H0g/s320/fall_images_sc109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-1454472155143456088?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/1454472155143456088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=1454472155143456088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1454472155143456088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1454472155143456088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-for-change-of-scenery.html' title='Time for a Change of Scenery...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SNKqxhFQB4I/AAAAAAAAAME/re_u2KTmykE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4242844149177248305</id><published>2008-09-10T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:09:25.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Told Him Beards are Manly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SMga1ngCKgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kd_PoZd99TA/s1600-h/The+Beard+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SMga1ngCKgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kd_PoZd99TA/s320/The+Beard+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244471274511673858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SMga_Bed4AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zzs8RYFWlUY/s1600-h/The+Beard+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SMga_Bed4AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zzs8RYFWlUY/s320/The+Beard+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244471436103245826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4242844149177248305?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4242844149177248305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4242844149177248305&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4242844149177248305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4242844149177248305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-told-him-beards-are-manly.html' title='Who Told Him Beards are Manly?'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SMga1ngCKgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kd_PoZd99TA/s72-c/The+Beard+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-1615869109928097001</id><published>2008-09-10T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:42:23.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Consider Deep Thoughts...Sometimes I think I think too much</title><content type='html'>So I think a new post is well overdue. It is always the same problem that I have...what to blog about. So instead I just read all of yours, thus the last blog was written back in July. Maybe I will take the random thought approach today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* How do we have open minds, but stand up for what we believe in a loving and non-   judgemental way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* This above question comes from a few different aspects of my life lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rob and I were discussing where we stand with gay rights. I finally decided that just like any other questionable choices, what effect does it have on society, and particularly a family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who in this crazy election is truly going to represent what I believe? I think that Obama is very personable and I have been impressed with his wife, but he does not represent those policies and concepts that I believe in. Then there is McCain who I have no attachments to. I think that it is time to start researching more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There was an interesting letter to the editor in the HJ newspaper (yes I acknowledge it is not the most unbiased source) about social revolution and what stance the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints takes on gay marriages. There were a lot of mud slinging comments from readers to readers of the article. The Church has established a Proclamation to the World on the Family and they will stand by this. I share these beliefs. The challenge is how do we show love in a way that does not force our opinion on others, or should we be more vocal in our beliefs and actively fight the right to marry the same gender??? Lots of questions. It is such a fragile balance beam that we walk. President Hinkley was such an amazing example in the way he encouraged us to be non-judgemental and to love everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But there are many other things we must do as we move forward the work to a new and promising century. Simply put, we must be better Latter-day Saints. We must be more neighborly. We cannot live a cloistered existence in this world. We are a part of the whole of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lawyer cometh unto Jesus, asking: “Master, which is the great commandment in the law?&lt;br /&gt;“Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.&lt;br /&gt;“This is the first and great commandment.&lt;br /&gt;“And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.&lt;br /&gt;“On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets” (Matt. 22:36–40).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us love the Lord, yes, with all our strength and power. And let us also love our neighbors. Let us banish from our lives any elements of self-righteousness. Many regard us with suspicion, as having only one interest and that is to convert them. Conversion is more likely to come as a consequence of love. Let us be friendly. Let us be helpful. Let us live the Golden Rule. Let us be neighbors of whom it might be said, “He or she was the best neighbor I ever had.”"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was looking for a quote like the above I found that the whole article was quite applicable so here are a few more paragraphs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, what of the future? What of the years that lie ahead? It looks promising indeed. People are beginning to see us for what we are and for the values we espouse. The media generally treat us well. We enjoy a good reputation, for which we are grateful.&lt;br /&gt;If we will go forward, never losing sight of our goal, speaking ill of no one, living the great principles we know to be true, this cause will roll on in majesty and power to fill the earth. Doors now closed to the preaching of the gospel will be opened. The Almighty, if necessary, may have to shake the nations to humble them and cause them to listen to the servants of the living God. Whatever is needed will come to pass.&lt;br /&gt;The great challenges facing us and the key to the success of the work will be the faith of all who call themselves Latter-day Saints. Our standards are certain and unequivocal. We need not quibble about them. We need not rationalize them. They are set forth in the Decalogue written by the finger of the Lord on Mount Sinai. They are found in the Sermon on the Mount spoken by the Lord Himself. They are found elsewhere in His teachings, and they are found plainly set forth in the words of modern revelation. From the beginning these have served as our code of conduct. They must continue to so serve.&lt;br /&gt;The future will be essentially the same as the past, only much brighter and greatly enlarged. We must continue to reach out across the world, teaching the gospel at home and abroad. A divine mandate rests heavily upon us. We cannot run from it. We cannot avoid it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perhaps our greatest concern is with families. The family is falling apart all over the world. The old ties that bound together father and mother and children are breaking everywhere. We must face this in our own midst. There are too many broken homes among our own. The love that led to marriage somehow evaporates, and hatred fills its place. Hearts are broken, children weep. Can we not do better? Of course, we can. It is selfishness that brings about most of these tragedies. If there is forbearance, if there is forgiveness, if there is an anxious looking after the happiness of one’s companion, then love will flourish and blossom.&lt;br /&gt;As I look to the future, I see little to feel enthusiastic about concerning the family in America and across the world. Drugs and alcohol are taking a terrible toll, which is not likely to decrease. Harsh language, one to another, indifference to the needs of one another—all seem to be increasing. There is so much of child abuse. There is so much of spouse abuse. There is growing abuse of the elderly. All of this will happen and get worse unless there is an underlying acknowledgment, yes, a strong and fervent conviction, concerning the fact that the family is an instrument of the Almighty. It is His creation. It is also the basic unit of society.&lt;br /&gt;I lift a warning voice to our people. We have moved too far toward the mainstream of society in this matter. Now, of course there are good families. There are good families everywhere. But there are too many who are in trouble. This is a malady with a cure. The prescription is simple and wonderfully effective. It is love. It is plain, simple, everyday love and respect. It is a tender plant that needs nurturing. But it is worth all of the effort we can put into it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, in closing, I see a wonderful future in a very uncertain world. If we will cling to our values, if we will build on our inheritance, if we will walk in obedience before the Lord, if we will simply live the gospel we will be blessed in a magnificent and wonderful way. We will be looked upon as a peculiar people who have found the key to a peculiar happiness."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...President Hinkley gave this talk clear back in 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* In the ER we have people that come in frequently seeking narcotics. As a nurse it is a huge challenge to ignore what others are saying concerning your patient, and just do your job. On the other hand, how do you take care of such a patient with the equality and respect any patient deserves, and yet avoid the manipulating that often coincides with these patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I love the career I have chosen and love the Emergency Room. I love taking care of people. It is so very fullfilling! But my question is: why in the world did I choose a career and unit that revolves around a never-ending changing world; new equiptment, new protocols, new cases everyday, etc. For anyone who knows me well, you know that I do not like change. Apparently I am in the right career then huh? My safety bubble has been massacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There is no room for OCD and perfection as a brand new nursing student or any nurse in the ER...you are always learning from your mistakes. Why does society expect nurses and doctors to never make mistakes. If you know anything about the medical field you will quickly discover that it is not a perfect science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a similair note...No matter your financial circumstances, the Emergency Room is NOT a walk in clinic. Do not forget that instacare also serves a purpose. But do not go into instacare for chest pain either. Be Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you have to wait for 15 minutes in the ER waiting room, I am sorry. But did you know that "across the country, the average emergency room wait time is now 222 minutes — that's 3 hours, 42 minutes." (NBC News, Tom Castello. And that is just to get into the ER. Don't get me wrong, each case is important, but keep in mind that someone down the hall may be in cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* As a perfectionist how do I learn to be happy with being very imperfect? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Why do I care so much what people think? I have never been able to "blow things off" or "let the water roll of my back." That's what ducks do and I just can't quite get my quack down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to get a few thoughts down. Please do not be offended at any of my thoughts as that is exactly what they are...Sarah's brain cycling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-1615869109928097001?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/1615869109928097001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=1615869109928097001&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1615869109928097001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/1615869109928097001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-consider-deep-thoughtssometimes.html' title='What I Consider Deep Thoughts...Sometimes I think I think too much'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4606539172652838170</id><published>2008-07-30T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:55:09.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilson Posse Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e4445334e544d774e673d3d0d0a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Wilson Posse" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e4445334e544d774e673d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own photobook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/photobooks/?partner=hallmark" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox photobook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that we were able to do this...it means A LOT to me to get my family together. Here's some pictures...For you Wilson's plan on next summer :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4606539172652838170?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4606539172652838170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4606539172652838170&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4606539172652838170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4606539172652838170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/07/wilson-posse-campout.html' title='Wilson Posse Campout'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4607480764340043271</id><published>2008-07-24T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:58:24.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission President Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rob and I headed down to American Fork for his Mission President's Homecoming and I met "the chosen missionaries" :) of the Florianoplis Brazil Mission. I am so grateful for the hard work Rob excercised in serving a mission. What an enormous blessing for our family! More pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226656070240526402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjQAP3TYEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bN5NjbbUo94/s320/IMGP1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;President Dansie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226652669548145170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjM6TTDqhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fcdfp6eZVuc/s320/IMGP1904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some things never change...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226652852500285458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjNE82PyBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Rk290b_MRIc/s320/IMGP1903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sister Dansie...what a woman to mother all of those crazy 19 year olds in a foreign country!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226654721563625410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjOxvprB8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/J1HeqTu-MQs/s320/IMGP1907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of the Florianopolis' Great :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4607480764340043271?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4607480764340043271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4607480764340043271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4607480764340043271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4607480764340043271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/07/mission-president-homecoming.html' title='Mission President Homecoming'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjQAP3TYEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bN5NjbbUo94/s72-c/IMGP1908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-813703501489551932</id><published>2008-07-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:38:01.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of little tots...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rob and I went down to Salt Lake to see niece/nephew number 16 blessed, Hiram Bradley Wilson. Robert Bradley claims that Hiram was named after him and vows to remind poor Hiram on a regular basis. Here's some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226645059488084338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjF_VnWcXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5vOwKlF7vs8/s400/IMGP1899.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Wilson Girls...oddly enough Melissa reminded us that she is the only Real Wilson...gotta love my lady like pose huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226646522137639842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjHUeaLe6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TO9MjvIFsaw/s320/IMGP1881.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tiny little Hiram and Amazing Mommy Melisssa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226646735746699458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjHg6KjEMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/O1v5Or7aKvU/s320/IMGP1887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Julianne wanted us to take a picture of her doing a headstand...this is like take number 5 and we captured it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226646976311063890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjHu6Vj9VI/AAAAAAAAAIo/QUEo6-5eYF8/s320/IMGP1889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some day Rob will be a really cute Daddy...not anytime soon though...No I'M NOT PREGNANT...and don't ever assume and ask if a woman is...ouch it takes a hit to a woman's self esteem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226647399591936322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjIHjLlgUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BCpRtZFX3Fo/s320/IMGP1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My oldest Bro Mark, Hiram's Proud Daddy...5 girls and finally a BOY! He wouldn't let me take his picture so this is what we captured :) He's great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226647656956160690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjIWh7_6rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/drLWky6Xlb0/s320/IMGP1893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Camilla wanted me to take a picture of her spinning the sash of her dress :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226647858148713170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjIiPcCotI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fcVz2wNuTN8/s320/IMGP1892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kaitlinn Marie my oldest niece...What a sweet middle name :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-813703501489551932?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/813703501489551932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=813703501489551932&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/813703501489551932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/813703501489551932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/07/lots-of-little-tots.html' title='Lots of little tots...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIjF_VnWcXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5vOwKlF7vs8/s72-c/IMGP1899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8880788880980374713</id><published>2008-07-19T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:50:22.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost too good to be true...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIJU9Cb47iI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9-9IHlPDV0s/s1600-h/AW9P0M9CAHMTT57CA72ZL8KCAXX2D2TCANRR8WUCAJP0GZRCAHMKJHFCA8ZS1JUCAD01WSYCAK1PD24CA3VOLMMCAUPDOG2CA5JT6WCCA2A3UHXCAUQB5FOCASWREJ3CA3JKKMJCADLCMM8CA3P0BG1CAU1A5K3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIJUuhxWJfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tV93nNig0fY/s1600-h/AW9P0M9CAHMTT57CA72ZL8KCAXX2D2TCANRR8WUCAJP0GZRCAHMKJHFCA8ZS1JUCAD01WSYCAK1PD24CA3VOLMMCAUPDOG2CA5JT6WCCA2A3UHXCAUQB5FOCASWREJ3CA3JKKMJCADLCMM8CA3P0BG1CAU1A5K3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224831676019254770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIJUuhxWJfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tV93nNig0fY/s320/AW9P0M9CAHMTT57CA72ZL8KCAXX2D2TCANRR8WUCAJP0GZRCAHMKJHFCA8ZS1JUCAD01WSYCAK1PD24CA3VOLMMCAUPDOG2CA5JT6WCCA2A3UHXCAUQB5FOCASWREJ3CA3JKKMJCADLCMM8CA3P0BG1CAU1A5K3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I used to spend quite a bit of time soaking in all of the Mystery Diagnosis and Trauma: Life in the ER that I could. Now I get to not only watch it in real life, but also get to get my hands dirty and get to help patients. I am so excited and truly found a passion in the ER during my clinical hours/internship. &lt;strong&gt;I accepted an R.N. position in the Emergency Room!!!&lt;/strong&gt; As if I would do anything else. I am so very blessed and so very happy about this! Although I love the ER please don't make it a point to come visit me there....one of my worst fears. How much better does it get than this?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224830935054302242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIJUDZdiPCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nUeYj_Gu33Y/s320/pdvl008034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8880788880980374713?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8880788880980374713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8880788880980374713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8880788880980374713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8880788880980374713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-almost-too-good-to-be-true.html' title='It&apos;s almost too good to be true...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SIJUuhxWJfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tV93nNig0fY/s72-c/AW9P0M9CAHMTT57CA72ZL8KCAXX2D2TCANRR8WUCAJP0GZRCAHMKJHFCA8ZS1JUCAD01WSYCAK1PD24CA3VOLMMCAUPDOG2CA5JT6WCCA2A3UHXCAUQB5FOCASWREJ3CA3JKKMJCADLCMM8CA3P0BG1CAU1A5K3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-4241606054289128429</id><published>2008-07-16T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:47:03.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't deny that my name with the initials RN by it does have an awfully nice ring to it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SH5FZ9vPL9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/7oEtVSa_jrw/s1600-h/u11271499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223688930168090578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SH5FZ9vPL9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/7oEtVSa_jrw/s320/u11271499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is truly a miracle!!! I passed my RN boards and am officially a Registered Nurse!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I walked out of a freezing cold Ogden testing center feeling like I had failed miserably after 41/2-5 hours of testing. These boards were an incredible guessing game. I said to the lady at the testing center front desk..."and why did I go to school for two years?" The only reason I passed it, besides my tintsy wintsy guessing ability and knowledge that I could apply, was truly due to a loving Heavenly Father. I am also so grateful to many who prayed on my behalf...every prayer appreciated. I am so very grateful that I was able to pass them, I cannot even express it! I jumped up and down and ran around the house screaming, maybe that gives you an idea :)I am so excited to finally get to utilize a huge career accomplishment for me that I have been dreaming about since middle school! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223688837689644402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SH5FUlOqFXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/r-zeokUxrEU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love interacting with my patients, I love starting IV's, the medical field, and of course the emergency room. I am so happy! But watch out...it's been said that "nurses always get you in the end" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223685884700600034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SH5CosfNJuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KJI3xdcmR9k/s320/bn241042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My brother Shane also passed his boards...I am soooo happy for him. He deserves it so very much! I am so grateful to my Hevanely Father who has been with me in some big decisions and lots of emotional roller coasters within the last couple of months. He really does know what we need and the appropriate time for these events. I also have a wicked awesome husband who has put up with me through all of this, especially the last 48 hours of waiting...and waiting...and waiting! I am blessed to have a husband who truly feels what I feel...frustrated when i am, sad when I am, and happy when I am. I love Rob! He is now 23 years old as of Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-4241606054289128429?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/4241606054289128429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=4241606054289128429&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4241606054289128429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/4241606054289128429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/07/sarah-w-bowles-rn.html' title='I can&apos;t deny that my name with the initials RN by it does have an awfully nice ring to it...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SH5FZ9vPL9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/7oEtVSa_jrw/s72-c/u11271499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3436781894635422219</id><published>2008-07-03T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:52:46.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Aint Seen Nothin Yet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to Logan's First Rodeo of the Summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0ahosvTBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PtnHt7E23ro/s1600-h/Image009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218856708355345426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0ahosvTBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PtnHt7E23ro/s320/Image009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some people would call this a "white trash" event...Call it what you want, but I get a kick out of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218856401965556722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0aPzTuI_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/n6DWoHxnfdw/s320/Image004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on, where else do you sit behind a guy wearing this kind of shirt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218856078154312098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0Z89BGqaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RUcbt8g8j3A/s320/Image007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218860641815750930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0eGl-x6RI/AAAAAAAAAG4/el15YgrVTtU/s320/demo+derby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look Familiar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To think that the weekend before this we were watching cars, suburbans, and trucks duking it out ...one of the best events in Cache Valley-The Demolition Derby. This is for real!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0aHLjUSTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hx27GR4sKQY/s1600-h/Image003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218856253854599474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0aHLjUSTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hx27GR4sKQY/s320/Image003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218857194124963410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0a96VPblI/AAAAAAAAAGw/0Cgd4u-DHsI/s320/IMGP1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the unforgettable events that take place during beautiful Cache Valley Summers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week end is the 4th of July, Styx concert, and the Big "Cache Valley Cruise in, cache valley cruuuiiise innnnn!" (sorry you can't hear the music along with this). Just use your imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/1192947838765432839-3436781894635422219?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3436781894635422219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3436781894635422219&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3436781894635422219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3436781894635422219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-aint-seen-nothin-yet.html' title='You Aint Seen Nothin Yet...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SG0ahosvTBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PtnHt7E23ro/s72-c/Image009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-2590459171746015810</id><published>2008-06-18T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:20:13.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduating Goats...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFk0fD1OL5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/oe2SQZxMLGU/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213255751867182994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFk0fD1OL5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/oe2SQZxMLGU/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new buddies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkz9vSi0sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5q_YOZHeP6k/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213255179417342658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkz9vSi0sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5q_YOZHeP6k/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gucci and Jar Jar think Rob is thier Daddy...little do they know that they are in training to be packing goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkzkRMnFHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KTya-ofjlKE/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213254741842662514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkzkRMnFHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KTya-ofjlKE/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoever said Dogs are a man's best friend was wrong...Rob's are his goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkzQnyfN1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/40hk7XJG9Lk/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213254404309727058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkzQnyfN1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/40hk7XJG9Lk/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jar Jar and my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkyaAphF1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/LmOYegVE1oY/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213253466090182482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkyaAphF1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/LmOYegVE1oY/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gucci...As far as i can figure, goats do eat pretty much anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkvIvTrxRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/p--VGoxrEjQ/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213249870842545426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFkvIvTrxRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/p--VGoxrEjQ/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Amazing husband and his Sugar Momma...me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFktnv1t5hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/u0tJpNWZcyA/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213248204537980434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFktnv1t5hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/u0tJpNWZcyA/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My amazing Parents...I could not have survived without them...especially my mom who pretty became my handkerchief through the hardest times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFktXobnk5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/erQUjcb3uwc/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213247927671559058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFktXobnk5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/erQUjcb3uwc/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pat &amp;amp; Dirk, my wicked awesome In-Laws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFktEpsyL0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y7BgJwhyz5o/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213247601594478402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFktEpsyL0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y7BgJwhyz5o/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; USU/WSU Nursing Graduates 2008... We SURVIVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFksu0S286I/AAAAAAAAAE4/-1dF1vfZqgg/s1600-h/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213247226481406882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFksu0S286I/AAAAAAAAAE4/-1dF1vfZqgg/s200/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my best friends from Nursing School...Mandy, an amazing girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-2590459171746015810?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/2590459171746015810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=2590459171746015810&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2590459171746015810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/2590459171746015810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduating-goats.html' title='Graduating Goats...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SFk0fD1OL5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/oe2SQZxMLGU/s72-c/Sarahs+Graduation+and+some+goats+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3108877149709557766</id><published>2008-05-29T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:58:20.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SD7244MOulI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mCM8Kjl6mh8/s1600-h/swb+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205869676303661650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SD7244MOulI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mCM8Kjl6mh8/s200/swb+blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;font size="0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;It is by faith that you can lay hold upon every good thing. I pray with all my heart that your faith will be increased that you are a daughter of a loving God. I testify to you that you have been one of the valiant ones to reach the point where you now are in this journey of life. Just as you are marked as a target by the enemy of righteousness, you have been protected and watched over by your Heavenly Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. They know you. They know all of the forces and individuals around you. They know what is ahead of you. And so They know which of the choices you make, which of the desires you decide to satisfy, and which of the circumstances around you will make the most difference in keeping you walking in the light. I testify that by the Spirit of Christ and by the Holy Ghost, you may walk confidently in whatever difficulties will come. Because you are so valuable, some of your trials may be severe. You need never be discouraged or afraid. The way through difficulties has always been prepared for you, and you will find it if you exercise faith.&lt;br /&gt;You must have faith to pray. You must have faith to ponder the word of God. You must have faith to do those things and go to those places which invite the Spirit of Christ and the Holy Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that within the next few days you will feel the illumination of the Spirit of Christ and the Holy Ghost in your everyday life. When you walk in the light, you will feel at that moment some of the warmth and the happiness that will finally be yours when you are welcomed home again with the hundreds and perhaps thousands of others whom you will bring with you, who have walked in the light because you did." ~ President Erying&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-3108877149709557766?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3108877149709557766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3108877149709557766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3108877149709557766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3108877149709557766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-is-by-faith-that-you-can-lay-hold.html' title='Awesome Quote'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SD7244MOulI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mCM8Kjl6mh8/s72-c/swb+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-5893547390337395655</id><published>2008-05-29T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:53:11.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! Who Stole Summer and Snowcones?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?sourceid=navclient&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;rlz=1T4DKUS_en___US205&amp;amp;q=ocean+sunset+pictures"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 3px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="6" alt="" src="http://www.google.com/search?sourceid=navclient&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;rlz=1T4DKUS_en___US205&amp;amp;q=ocean+sunset+pictures" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205862714161674802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SD7wjoMOujI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FV1u9KbXUwE/s200/swb+blog.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been trying to figure out where summer went...does anybody know? My friend Jenna and I were reminiscing about what our highschool summers were like. Mine consisted of working at the snow shack/logo shop, painting my toe nails, drooling over my favorite year book signatures, playing, playing, and more playing. Oh how I miss these days... bonfires at newton dam, in Jeron's backyard, or on the beach in California. One of my favorite things in this life is feeling carefree, whether it be playing in the ocean, boating on a small lake, or laying on a hot sidewalk with a slight breeze blowing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Carefree: Free of worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I graduated I feel like I have been caught in a nasty spider web of worries and that spider just keeps spinning me up in that web. I miss working in the Emergency room and realize that this was a slice of heaven for me. I just haven't figured out how to convince the manager there that he needs little me in his emergency room and IHC is still in a hiring freeze. So I continue to work at the Pediatric Treehouse with some awesome people and am grateful to have a steady paycheck. Yet I just feel empty at this job. I miss interacting with my patients, helping them, and starting IV's. Sorry if this sounds like a sob story...this is why I haven't blogged for a while...I didn't want it to turn into Sarah's Sad Saga. But I continue to push forward and strive to turn to my Hevanely Father and Savior. I am so grateful for a best friend who would support me if I wanted to be the president of the united states or a garbage woman. Rob is truly my sunshine...somehow he always manages to wipe my snot and tears away and get me smiling and often laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Our 1 year anniversary is coming up and so I have decided that this means we need to go on vacation, although I don't know where to. It has to be somewhere I can be a bum and Rob can stay busy...a challenge :) Any ideas? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="Fake Snowballs by malamutechaos" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23222111@N05/2385469333/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205860193015872034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="122" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SD7uQ4MOuiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dfB3GHVu4wc/s200/swb+blog.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.californiaimage.com/gallery_4_ocean/images/Venice_beach_ocean_sunset2.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.californiaimage.com/gallery_4_ocean/Venice_beach_sunset_view.htm&amp;amp;h=465&amp;amp;w=600&amp;amp;sz=44&amp;amp;tbnid=4xAMhcy3csUJ:&amp;amp;tbnh=105&amp;amp;tbnw=135&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Docean%2Bsunset%2Bpictures&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.californiaimage.com/gallery_4_ocean/images/Venice_beach_ocean_sunset2.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.californiaimage.com/gallery_4_ocean/Venice_beach_sunset_view.htm&amp;amp;h=465&amp;amp;w=600&amp;amp;sz=44&amp;amp;tbnid=4xAMhcy3csUJ:&amp;amp;tbnh=105&amp;amp;tbnw=135&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Docean%2Bsunset%2Bpictures&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=1"&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/1192947838765432839-5893547390337395655?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/5893547390337395655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=5893547390337395655&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/5893547390337395655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/5893547390337395655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-who-stole-summer-and-snowcones.html' title='Hey! Who Stole Summer and Snowcones?'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SD7wjoMOujI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FV1u9KbXUwE/s72-c/swb+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3145728995732146478</id><published>2008-04-23T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:48:08.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is not full of endings, just new beginnings</title><content type='html'>How true is this title? So I retired the weber state nursing badge, just to enter another world full of challenges and lots of mom's and children. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192644859975092770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SA_6_QOSyiI/AAAAAAAAADw/QG58s-mWEdk/s320/Image004.JPG" width="288" border="0" /&gt;I started at the Pediatric Treehouse on Monday and worked again today as i had class yesterday. Working a 8-5 job is a whole new world...and I am not sure exactly what I think about it, but I am definately looking forward to the paychecks and am so very blessed to have the opportunity to work at an awesome place where the benefits are wonderful. The income ought to be much more consistent and steady than a poor cute little firehouse waitress's wages. Those were good days and I thank all of you who realize that servers make 2.15 cents an hour, 3.00 if your lucky and work long enough at FH to get a raise. High schoolers and many mothers with messy children just don't understand this. So I thank all you wonderful tippers for making my night! Fire House was a perfect place to work at in college and they were really flexible with my schedule. Thank you Fire house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob and I have some new and exciting challenges ahead of us and I am kind of excited! We are going to do a 40 mile bike ride for a multiple sclerosis fundraiser. Rob wants to do like a 70 miler, and he says a 100 miler "would really push me." 40 Miles will push me just fine...in fact if anyone is willing to help pull me across the finish line that would just be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192646556487174722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SA_8iAOSykI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nQmTSmDAx0Y/s200/ms+bike+ride+logo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I found out at work today that the Pediatric Treehouse sponsors it's employees if they want to run a half marathon (Top of Utah)...so I offered this challenge to Rob and he accepted it! Man, if this really plays out I will be droppin some pounds and I feel really good about that...marriage has taken a toll on my body. :) The training is the stuff that might kill me or more likely kill my newly developed high aspirations. Rob and I did ride up 400 north though today and past 1st dam and up and around the temple...not bad huh? It was a good 45 minute ride...go team! Any ideas for a sweet team name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192645645954107954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SA_7tAOSyjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QUsj3cKjFMM/s200/ms+bike+ride+logo.bmp" width="311" border="0" /&gt; Have I ever mentioned how awesome my husband is? He is cooking me dinner right now while I blog my night away... I love you Robert Bradley Bowles! Honestly, he is a serious killer cook...and it is a good kind of kill.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192648673906051682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SA_-dQOSymI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Vx2_q66qP-k/s200/IMGP1595+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-3145728995732146478?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3145728995732146478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3145728995732146478&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3145728995732146478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3145728995732146478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-not-full-of-endings-just-new.html' title='Life is not full of endings, just new beginnings'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SA_6_QOSyiI/AAAAAAAAADw/QG58s-mWEdk/s72-c/Image004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8788534993422339897</id><published>2008-04-18T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:16:32.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Humble Abode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjIJnPmP5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UJQzwFJFzkM/s1600-h/IMGP1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190618638023278482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjIJnPmP5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UJQzwFJFzkM/s320/IMGP1742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here's a glimpse of our sweet living room...like the paint color? We do! As for our landlord...we shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjIKXPmP6I/AAAAAAAAADY/hmGu54jQUlg/s1600-h/IMGP1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190618650908180386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjIKXPmP6I/AAAAAAAAADY/hmGu54jQUlg/s320/IMGP1743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This is our wee little kitchen with. I know that everything looks miniature, but that is the actual size of our fridge. The freezer space is made up of an ice box...yes it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjIK3PmP7I/AAAAAAAAADg/35n-FQqfvZw/s1600-h/IMGP1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190618659498114994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjIK3PmP7I/AAAAAAAAADg/35n-FQqfvZw/s320/IMGP1744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Happy yellow kitchen...I guess we followed the Grandma Edwards trend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjILXPmP8I/AAAAAAAAADo/A0GR_LmoiPI/s1600-h/IMGP1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190618668088049602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjILXPmP8I/AAAAAAAAADo/A0GR_LmoiPI/s320/IMGP1745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The best part of our humble abode...the view out of our kitchen window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1192947838765432839-8788534993422339897?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8788534993422339897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8788534993422339897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8788534993422339897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8788534993422339897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-humble-abode.html' title='Our Humble Abode'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/SAjIJnPmP5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UJQzwFJFzkM/s72-c/IMGP1742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-8284272577851760573</id><published>2008-04-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:30:19.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest &amp; Greatest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It finally looks like spring today! So here is the latest and greatest! I passed my ATI test, which is a test I have to pass to graduate. I only have one more day of classes and then finals and then I have to be a big girl...I graduate officially on May 1st, but decided against walking. I am an aggie and definately not a Wild cat. Go AGGIES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187659757363229410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R_5FEF05cuI/AAAAAAAAABo/SWPWh4Yvvik/s400/usu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also got hired on at a Pediatrician's office, called the Pediatric Tree House. I feel so lucky! I will start out as an receptionist, then float to medical assisting, and then a registered nurse!!! Who knew that two years of yucky yucky yucky nursing school would actually pay off! Full time at this job is 9-5 three days a week and health and dental insurance are part of the package. Wendy that interviewed me informed me that family comes first at this facility...wow! That is unheard of! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187669416744678226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R_5N2V05c1I/AAAAAAAAACg/mlPSQE_TQ9k/s320/treehouse.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I finish up my 135 hours at the ER on Saturday...happy and sad. I lOVE the ER! I could not ask for a better place to do my precepting! There is a chance that I may be able to get a job there and work one day a week with my other job...but we shall see. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187667823311811394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R_5MZl05c0I/AAAAAAAAACY/z3gqizL4LV4/s200/jen+and+brad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend Jenna that pulled of my whole wedding with her side kick Jessica is getting married tomorrow!!! This whole "waiting for your missionary" thing does work out once in a while after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187658103800820402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R_5Dj105crI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_Yk7-DoOsMs/s320/IMGP1754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Included are some pictures of our only child...Axel Rose! I'm not sure how I feel about her at this point in time as she can't come play in our living room anymore. Apparently once bunny's are adolescents and in heat they loose all control and go potty EVERYWHERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187658108095787714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R_5DkF05csI/AAAAAAAAABY/kS_SbTX6f5A/s320/IMGP1753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-8284272577851760573?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/8284272577851760573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=8284272577851760573&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8284272577851760573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/8284272577851760573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/04/latest-greatest.html' title='The Latest &amp; Greatest...'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R_5FEF05cuI/AAAAAAAAABo/SWPWh4Yvvik/s72-c/usu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192947838765432839.post-3918076248710438643</id><published>2008-03-18T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:27:38.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Music</title><content type='html'>So if you haven't checked out David Archuleta yet...now is the time. Rob and I don't have fox but I check out the american idol website now and then. David (only 17) has a beautiful voice and has some great taste in music too, not to mention that he is from the greatest state in the union (Utah Rob...not idaho). Colbie Caillat is worth your time to check out too...If you've heard "Bubbly" that is her. Check out my play list below for some new stuff to listen to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192947838765432839-3918076248710438643?l=sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/feeds/3918076248710438643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1192947838765432839&amp;postID=3918076248710438643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3918076248710438643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192947838765432839/posts/default/3918076248710438643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahwithoutanhisincomplete.blogspot.com/2008/03/beautiful-music.html' title='Beautiful Music'/><author><name>Sarah Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04098327810659729542</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U3-KkiPG8lA/R9S9mOjbNtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DJv23EpUSoo/S220/IMGP1646.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
